Becoming His Obsession

Be Mine

Tiredly, I look at the clock, it is past 7pm already, gosh I've been so focused on drafting the presentation for my new client I didn't even get to eat lunch, now I'm completely famished, well at least I haven't been thinking about the gorgeous guy from last night,or what happened after I passed out, or even about our potential future if only I had given him a chance!.

I close my PC and undress as I prepare to go shower and….

Knock knock knock.

Okay… I definitely did not order anything, so who's knocking? Grabbing my bathrobe I stroll to the door.

" Hello Miss".

" Ummm hi…?".

The tall, well dressed man that just smiled at me was not a sight I expected to see.

" I am Alexander Kurt, I am here on behalf of Mr Kooner,he desires to see you again today. These are for you Miss." He hands me two shopping bags and a bouquet.

" I'm sorry but I think you've got the wrong address." Staring at the designed bags, I am so sure he has mistaken me for someone else.

" No Miss, I got the address perfectly, and I recognize your face too. So if you would please accept these and get ready. Kooner doesn't like to wait for too long." He push the bags forward still.

" As much as I'd love to, I assure you you've got the wrong person, besides I don't know any Kooner. But I am curious tho, why'd you say you recognize me? We met before?".

" No Miss, but I was at the club last night, and I saw you dance with Kooner. This morning you were gone, but I got your address from the chauffeur". My eyes widen. The pretty guy from last night?

" Here." He hands me the bouquet with a note, it said

'Hi princess, you committed two crimes today, first you left without allowing me a glimpse of you also, you devoured my entire thoughts today . Have dinner with me, then we'll talk about your penalty.'

How can one little note sound so good? I can't help the curls my lips forms into.

" I'll be waiting by the car." Alex turns to leave as I collect the bags.

As we walk past the doors into the beautiful restaurant, I can't help breathing in the scent of various meals, also the interior here is insane! My eyes lit as they moved around slightly. The view? amazing!. I see Mr. Allure two tables away, he sits relaxed, waiting. For me?

Hold a hand to my face as I try to cover up the little smile forming on my face.

He looks up as soon as he observes our presence and stands up, gosh…that face!!

" Hey". It is a struggle to suppress the way I feel looking at his face. First sight love or whatever you choose to call it, but seeing this guy clearly since we met last night, it'll be terribly hard to not crush.

He is silent. But with how intently he looks at my face, I can already feel the heat in my cheeks and when we lock eyes, I just have to look away. Alexander pull out the chair for me and leaves, we sit down together with his eyes still fixed on me.

" I didn't think I'd see you again". He sounds so honest, but how can he honestly think that I wouldn't come? With how he made my heart race with his cute words.

" Well, I may have left in a hurry in the morning." I lied.

" In a hurry? It's Saturday…". Of course the pretty rich boy thinks everyone sleeps on a Saturday morning like he does.

" I just… I have to prepare to impress my clients, so I don't get fired." A short laugh escaped.

"I don't have a pile of money stashed up somewhere, yunno, just waiting for me."

" Where do you work?" He still haven't taken his eyes off me.

" Weston, the investment and financial service firm. Yunno, it has like 8 other firms." He reach over the table for my hand.

" How are you?" He is definitely not paying attention to what I am saying right now.

" I'm good." He is making me feel so good as he gently places a soft kiss on the inside of my palm.

" You look exquisite." Another kiss.

" Hope you're hungry? I ordered four courses." He squeezes my hand a little.

" You're going to love it."

" Yes… of course." Controlling the heated chills flooding my face is almost impossible right now.

" What is your name?"

" Hailey, Hailey Cole."

" How couldn't I find you online?".

"Oh…" I really did not expect that.

" Well, I don't really have a social media life." Wait, he actually searched me up?

" I see you're not blonde." He finally looks at something else other than my face.

" I felt like changing my looks yesterday." I play with my curled hair a little.

" Which looks better on me?".

" Your smile." He answers after a while. The same smile I've been trying to hide? He's probably just flirting cause why else will a guy this pretty, be on to me?

"So, Kooner, why did you look me up?".

" I met this beautiful and fascinating woman at a club last night, but this morning, she is gone. At first, I think, it's probably a dream, then I watched you leave." He pauses and looks at me as a smile crawls across my face.

" I actually have some questions, why did you run away? You were so careful not to wake me up that you wore your shoes outside". That is entirely true.

" Did you not want to see me again?".

Damn! Of course he saw a video of me leaving. And what's that about not wanting to see him again? If only this man knows how I have been thinking about him, beating myself up about not staying back this morning, or even leaving my number. But I felt weird waking up next to him with no idea of how I got there. Speaking of…

" That's right, tell me about last night, I don't seem to recall a thing about it."

" Hey beautiful, I asked first."

" Ohh, umm… no, I didn't leave because I didn't want to see you again. I just… had some things to do." I lie again. I had nothing serious to do today, and I seriously needed to stop thinking about him, that was why I started to draft the presentation for my client, something I could do at the office on Monday.

" You really don't remember anything from last night?".

" Did I do anything embarrassing?". I move my eyes around, searching for any information from my brain. Still nothing.

" Relax." He laughs. Not only is his voice rich with raspiness, his laugh is too!

I feel the tingly sensations gradually fill my belly.

" You were fine, and before you ask, no, we didn't have s*x last night. I just change your clothes and put you to bed.

" Ooh." Relieved, I let the breath out. I don't want to do anything without knowing it, besides it'd be a crime if I made out with a man this hot, and not remember it.

Few moments later, it'd be hard for anyone to see us, and know we are just meeting for the first time. He has me laughing, giggling and blushing hard, his voice and laughter didn't help things either. He didn't talk much, rather he listened more, but whenever he spoke,it did something to me. So attentive, even the smallest details catches his attention.

We finish our desert and wine as we talk about other things too including where I work. I told you he wasn't listening at first. As we get ready to leave, I can tell his stares at me intensified.

He ask if I would go back with him, promising to be a good boy just like last night, but I refuse. He might be able to control or stop himself, but I don't think I can, not with this feeling running up and down my back!

He finally agrees to take me back to my place and he did. As he walks me to my door, we have a little conversation and he turns to leave. But as I unlock my door, the sweet smell from the lovely bouquet fills my senses. I turn back immediately. Thankfully he hasn't walked far.

" Hey, Kooner." He stops and looks at me.

" Thanks for today, yuuno, the dress, shoes and the flowers, they're all so lovely." And for the first time tonight, his eyes traveled down my body, then up. Down, then up again, and I am thankful for the tight fitted dress that held on to my curves for dear life.

He looks like he's lost his words, he walks back to me and examines my body again. He is definitely taking in some details.

" How'd you manage to keep my attention to your face alone throughout the night?". I lower my head, once again trying to hide my smile but his palm find my chin and raise my head till my eyes met his.

" You look like art." I wonder if he can hear how rapidly my heart beats keep increasing. I know not to easily trust, I know his mouth might be lying right now, but those eyes, his eyes speaks all the truth I need to hear.

And like that I grab hold of something, maybe his jacket collar or his tie or maybe even both of them, I can't tell, as I pull his face to mine, thankfully I didn't have much pulling to do as his lips lands on mine, he swiftly sucks my bottom lip, like he has been wanting for permission all along. Seems like I'm not the only one trying to hide this tornado inside.

I let my hand slide down, traveling through the smooth fabric of his jacket. I'll forever curse formal dressings, if he only had a shirt on I would've slipped my hand under and felt the skin right where my hand lay right now. His hands circle my waist as he brings me closer, forget about feeling his n*****s on my finger right now, I want to feel his entire body on mine, naked.

I tilt my head to the right as I introduce my tongue into his mouth, which he sucks religiously. I swear I could stay up all night doing this, and just as our kissing intensifies…

Ring.. ring…

Nobody pays attention at first, but the sound came again, this time, I feel the vibration on me. I stop and reach for my phone. It is my mom, great timing mom!

" I'll take it later." Kooner is focused on me still.

" Be mine."

I'm damn sure that did not come from him.

" Huh?". I should give him a chance to take his words back right?.

" Date me Hailey. You don't want to? I'll be good I promise, and if I'm not, you can leave."

Am I even hearing correctly? This devilishly beautiful man wants to be with me?? Why?!

" You, you don't mean that, do you?"

" I never say a word I don't mean."

" Why? Why'd you want to be with me?".

" And why not?." His hand traces my face brushing strands of hair towards my ear.

" It's only natural to want a person so beautiful."

The way the current flow to my cheeks, I think they'd explode from overheating.

" I uhh.. I need to go to bed, I should rest. Monday is one day away." I try to pull back and he took my hand in his.

" What time will I see you tomorrow?" His words holds authority with no room for defiance, but being me, I turn him down.

" You won't."

" Why not?"

How do I say ' because I can't afford to fall in love?!'.