Diehard Desire

Meeting again

Ivannah walked behind Grace quietly without uttering a word in shock. Her mind was numb as she heard Grace and Iris arguing about something. 

She couldn't believe her ears as she was led through the halls towards the restricted part of the mansion.

Ivannah couldn't believe that just a phone call from her would bring him here. If she had any idea than she would have done it years ago. The news brought a shimmer of hope in her dark life as she tried to suppress a smile forming on her lips.

Ivannah heard Iris and Grace wonder what made him come here all of a sudden and stopped herself from telling them about the voice message. 

He was here and that's all that mattered. Ivannah remembered at the moment Grace's words He is not happy.

Ivannah faintly remembered the day he brought her here. The burning anger in his beautiful eyes had terrified her to the core. 

She didn't want to see that look again and more than that, she didn't want him to leave like that day. At the moment, she made the decision that she would do anything to keep him happy here.

Ivannah looked around at the unfamiliar hallway with large photo frames on either side. She looked curiously at the portraits of men and women alike on the elegant walls. 

She watched with fascination as the portraits started looking more recent and new with each step. She narrowed her eyes to look at a frame a little away from her. From here she could distinguish his dark features. 

At once, recognition shined in her bright eyes. Mr Salvatore.

Ivannah gasped in disappointment as Grace turned just a few steps before Ivannah could take a closer look at the painting and of the man she was going to meet. 

Ivannah looked with a ping of fear and excitement at the large double doors at the end of the hallway.

She could tell it was his office from the refined and distinguished style of the door. The large doors were matte black in colour with nothing else but a golden door knob. 

Ivannah's heartbeat increased as they neared the door and she wiped her suddenly sweaty palms on the front of her dress. She took a deep breath and nodded her head as Grace looked at her sternly. 

She could just hope he wasn't as angry with her as Grace was.

Grace raised her hand and quietly met her knuckles to the door. The knocking sound resonated throughout the eerily silent hallway as they waited for an answer from inside. 

Ivannah held her breath as she counted numbers in her head to calm down her nerves and not have an anxiety attack.

"Come in." She heard a rough and masculine voice say from behind the door and watched in horror as Grace pushed open the doors.

Ivannah stepped inside anticipating to see a graying old man only to widen her eyes at what she saw. 

Her lips parted in shock as she saw the man sitting behind the desk in his majestic chair. She remembered that he was good-looking but she wasn't expecting him to be so, so manly.

His thick raven black hair was styled with the perfect amount of gel. Not looking polished and fake, just handsomely styled. His green eyes were zeroed on her face with a nonchalant look. 

They were the shade of a dense forest, Ivannah noted. 

His eyebrows were dark and thick as he raised one in surprise, probably. His plump lips were surrounded by a dark stubble that was perfectly trimmed to suit his style. His sharp jawline was dusted with a five o'clock shadow.

The sleeve of the white shirt strained under his hard muscles as he raised his right and ran his finger over the stubble on his jaw. 

His eyes took in her form as she looked at his broad shoulder and the skin of his chest that was visible through the two opened buttons and noticed slight scattered chest hair.

She imagined herself licking her way down his wide shoulders and leaving small kisses all over his muscular chest. She looked down in horror and embarrassed at her own unholy thoughts. 

She had never thought of such profane things about someone else before and felt ashamed that she looked at her supposedly father figure with such crude eyes. He could be married for all she knows.

Hades looked at the squirming and blushing girl standing shyly at the door. He looked at her golden curtain of hair and wondered what it would feel like when she was kneeling before him and they touched his thighs as he guided her head towards his rigid member. 

He saw her looking down at her feet in fear when all he wanted to do was gaze in those blue eyes for the rest of eternity. He wanted to order her to keep her eyes on him but refrained himself from doing something so barbarous. 

His eyes roamed down her slender body as he drank in her figure in the dark blue dress. He licked his lips as he saw the two beautiful swellings of her breasts. 

He could imagine himself caging them into his large hands as he teased her hard n*****s with his mouth and tongue.

He saw her long, exposed legs and felt a bit of anger at someone looking at all of that beautiful unblemished skin. 

In that very moment he realised that Ivannah Montgomery wasn't a child anymore. She wasn't the child he had left behind, she was a woman. A grown up, beautiful enchantress of a woman.

The tightening of his suit pants made him look down at his crotch in horror. He couldn't believe he got erect just by the thought of having her beautiful body in his bed.

This never happened with Hades Salvatore. It took more than imagination and a cloth covered body to make his member stir. And yet here he was squirming in his seat to adjust his painfully hard member. At the very moment Hades decided something and a devilish smirk took upon his lips.

He was furious when he came to Westminster only to find the girl missing. He saw red as he found out the girl went against him and his orders. He hated her guts when she was a kid but teenageers were completely different beings.

Rebellious and infuriating.

At the moment he had decided to punish her well and good but now he had other plans. 

"Does this happen often around here?" He asked with a stern voice seeing her jump in fright at his suddenness. 

He saw her flushed cheeks and the rubbing of her thighs together and knew that her thoughts about him were anything but innocent. He saw Ivannah shaking her head in a no and clenched his jaw. He hated it when people didn't answer him with words.

"Words, Ivannah." He said in his rough baritone voice and saw the other couple in the room flinch in fear of angering him. He liked it, liked seeing the fear in people's eyes. Even craving it to some extent.

"No-no, M-Mr Salvatore." Ivannah stuttered and looked at the hardwood floor under her feet. Hades didn't like the formal title she addressed him with. 

"Hmm..." He hummed before turning to the people he left in-charge of her for all these years."Well, I can clearly see that you both have failed to discipline her." Hades said mockingly, bringing his plan to action.

"Sir, she is very well-behaved," Grace started, looking down at her feet in respect. "I don't know why she sneaked out today. She has never done that before." She completed trying to convince him to let go of the matter. 

She knew the master. He wouldn't let go of this so easily. Especially when someone went against his orders.

"I had left you in-charge, had I not?" Hades asked, making her answer with a faint 'yes, sir'. "And you failed me. You're fired." He completed making Grace and Frank look up in horror.

"N-no, p-please," Hades heard a soft, melodious voice say from the door. He waited patiently for her to be done. "I-it's not-not their f-fault. It-it's m-mine." She said making Hades furrow his eyebrows. 

He noted that the girl must be very close to them if she was putting herself under the bus for them.

"You do realise what this means right?" Hades asked in a calm voice making Ivannah's eyes to snap up to look into his. "If you stay silent than I would fire them and the whole matter would be over. But if you take the blame than you'll be in trouble." Hades said further, making her already big eyes widen in fear. 

"It's my fault." Ivannah said with surprising determination. Hades noted to make use of her weakness in the future, if needed.

"Very well then," Hades said while looking at the sad-eyed couple as they looked at Ivannah, "You are no more in-charge of her. I am." Hades said before dismissing them with a flick of his hand. 

He watched quietly as the couple left before patting her on the cheek and head. Now they were just her and him alone.

All Hades wanted was to throw her onto his desk and r****h her body. But he knew that she was still a virgin and smirked at the thought of eventually being her first. 

It had been years since he took a virgin. He could only imagine how incredibly tight she would be and how her wet, hot canal would squeeze and milk all of his juices.

He squeezed his b***r in his hand before thinking about uninteresting things to calm his raging member. After thinking about grandma panties for a few minutes he finally lost his erection.

Ivannah silently stood in the quiet room waiting for him to speak up. She was just contemplating over leaving the room thinking he had forgotten that she was in there with him when she heard him stand up from his chair. 

She didn't look up even when she heard his footsteps nearing her. Finally his expensive looking shoes came into view before he came to a halt.

"Let's go over the rules, shall we?" Haded said above her head making her jump slightly as he chuckled at her nervousness. 

She nodded her head only for his fingers to come into the straight line of her view. His warm, calloused fingers took a firm hold of her chin before making her look up.

Ivannah looked up at his intense eyes and gasped in shock. He was well above her height. So much so that she hardly reached his chin. Ivannah ran her eyes over his features so did he. 

He looked at her lips and they suddenly felt extremely dry. Ivannah stuck out her tongue and licked, wetting them up. Hades's nose flared and he let go of her chin and took a step backwards.

"Rule number 1: Always answer in clear words." He said sternly as Ivannah nodded before looking down at her feet when he narrowed his eyes at her.

"Yes, Mr Salvatore." Ivannah whispered as she toyed with her hand in anxiety.

"Rule number two: You will not set even a feet outside of the house without my permission." Hades enunciated each word for her to understand the clear meaning behind his words.

"Yes, Mr Salvatore." Ivy said apprehensively as she gulped down her saliva.

"Those will be enough for now. I'll add more later when you get comfortable around me." The way Mr Salvatore said the last part made Ivannah blush furiously and Hades smirk in satisfaction upon seeing her affected by his words and actions.

"O-okay." Ivannah stuttered nervously as she looked shyly in his eyes from under her lashes. His gaze was so intense that Ivannah couldn't hold it for too long as she diverted her eyes.

"You can go." Hades said huskily as he felt his member twitch in his pants on looking in her light eyes. 

He couldn't let her see the effect she had on him just yet. He had to wait patiently to get her in his sheets. And Hades was known to be an extremely cunning and patient man after all. 

She turned around to leave when he noticed her exposed thighs and gritted his teeth together.

"Wait," He barked out making her jump and turn around to look at him in fear, "Never wear clothes like this again." He said sternly as he looked in her eyes. 

Ivannah looked down at her clothes and tried to pull it down to cover her thighs. Hades found the action weirdly adorable but kept his opinion to himself.

"Okay, Mr Salvatore." Ivannah muttered trying to keep him happy at any cost.

"Goodnight, Ivannah." Hades said with a nod in approval and gave her a final smirk making her gulp at him wide eyed. 

She felt a weird feeling in her abdomen and squirmed in discomfort making his smirk bigger and predatory.

"Goodnight, Mr Salvatore." Ivannah said before rushing out of the room like her ass was literally on fire. She heard Hades's laugh behind her and flushed in embarrassment but didn't slow down her steps.

She ran directly to her room not giving a single glance to the staff looking at her weirdly. She knew Grace would want to talk to her but just couldn't make up her mind to go and see her. 

Instead she locked the door of her room behind her and sat down on her bed. She filled her lungs with the much needed air before finally putting a hand to her abdomen.

She shook her head to get rid of her thoughts and decided to clean up and change before scrutinising over the situation. She went inside her washroom and looked at her face in the mirror. 

Her whole face was flushed and for some weird reason her eyes seemed dilated. She couldn't understand what it meant so she dabbed a cotton ball with makeup cleaner before wiping the light makeup off her face.

Ivannah removed her makeup before opening the other door in the washroom that led to her closet. She chose a loose shirt and her favourite pair of pajamas before going back inside the washroom. 

She brushed her teeth followed by her nightly routine before removing the dress off her body. She looked at herself in the matching lingerie in the mirror before sighing deeply.

Ivannah bent down and removed her thongs and fisted them in her hand to throw them in the basket in the corner when she felt something on her palm. 

She removed the thong from her hand and looked at her wet palm. She scrunched her nose not understanding from where the sticky substance came there before her eyes widened when realization dawned upon her.

She stretched the thong in her palms looking at the wide, wet spot on it in horror. She looked at herself in her mirror to see an open mouthed girl with dilated eyes and hardened n*****s. 

Her 

The girl was her. She couldn't believe herself as she slowly guided a shaking hand to her most intimate part. Ivannah touched her lower lip before slowly parting them to reveal her folds. Her very wet folds. She gasped at her reflection as awareness striked her like a brick.

She was turned on by him.