Our Sinful Desires (The Color Of Passion)

Pride

Alice

We were on an elevator headed towards the top floor. Santiago's eyes never left my body. They roamed from the top of my breasts to my thigh peaking through my slit. He slowly made his way to me. With every step he took, he made me feel like his prey. He crowded over me as my back hit the elevator wall. His hands blocking me in. One of his hands brushed the front of my dress and slid lower to my stomach.

"You look so delicious," Santiago said. He nibbled on my ear as his hands came lower to sit on my thigh. He spread open my legs and rubbed over the fabric covering my p***y.

"Santi," I moaned.

"We don't have much time," Santiago whispered. He slid the fabric of my panties to the side and slid his index finger over my p***y lips.

"Cameras?" I asked.

"This is my building. All the footage will be for my personal use only," he answered.

"Wait," I tried to grab Santiago by the collar and lift him up to meet my eyes but he was so focused on what he was doing.

"Alright," I was reaching my high when suddenly he stopped. "We will continue this later." He fixed my dress and helped me off the elevator. I can't even imagine how reshuffled I looked. I was panting and probably looking needy.

"Welcome, Mr. Lionheart," an older male said to Santiago. "It's so nice to have you back in London."

"Thank you," he walked us into a dining hall. There were so many people. Elegant people, dressed in fancy dresses and suits. I was beginning to feel out of place. Santiago was greeting everyone and giving them that serious smile that he gives everyone.

"How's business?" someone asked.

"Everything is fine. We are here to celebrate all that success so no work talk tonight," Santiago answered. I noticed how everyone stared at me. Mostly the women. They were probably wondering how I was and how I managed to be his date for this event.

"Would you like something to drink?" a waiter asked me.

"No!" Santiago quickly answered.

"No thank you," I added. The waiter smiled softly and left.

"Don't be mean," I nudged Santiago.

"I don't know any other way to be," he replied.

"That's a lie,"

"You are the exception," he remarked. I smiled. Santiago went off to talk to some of his colleagues. I stayed close by. I was enjoying the food trays but I was getting hungry for a real meal.

"So, what agency are you with?" a dark-haired woman asked. She was really pretty. Flawless skin and a bright smile.

"Agency?" I questioned.

"Modeling agency?" she asked again.

"I'm not a model," I said.

"Oh, wow," she said. "Santiago only brings models with him to events like this. "Sasha was his last fling right?"

"Um,"

"Well, you are one lucky girl," she said. "I hope you have more time than she did." I didn't know what to say.

"Leave her," another pretty dark-haired woman said. "He is worth every minute. I remember when he took me to a charity ball. He was so cold but ugh does he smell amazing." I couldn't hide how hurt I was.

"Don't worry, he might not sleep with you tonight but give it two more dates," she added.

"Really, he slept with me the first date," the 1st woman said.

"Look," I tried to speak.

"Santiago, unfortunately, doesn't want to marry anyone or settle down but damn. Our kids would have been gorgeous," I could feel my throat close up. "Look at this article." Someone pulled out their phone and showed me an article where he said he never wanted a family. He said he would be happy leaving the family business to a nephew in the future, given that his brother would have them.

"Oh," I said.

"Yeah, it's so sad, I can't believe it," she said. "I wish I would have tricked him into giving me a baby."

"Do you really think he would let you keep it?" the other said.

"I have to go," I went to go look for Santiago but he had disappeared. I kept looking and I stumbled upon him in an office with three men.

"So, what will you do about the London offices?"

"What do you mean?" Santiago answered.

"You have been traveling here less,"

"I don't have time to be here and my uncle Enzo is managing everything here," he replied.

"You use to like being the only one in charge,"

"Things change,"

"We heard Sasha tried to trap you with a child," one man said.

"You should be careful about the company you keep from now on," another said.

"I have it handled," Santiago said.

"You would lose all that you have helped gain for your families company and reputation,"

"I will not lose anything," Santiago said. "Nothing is more important than my family but my business comes first. I learned that from my father as he did from his. I won't let anything get in the way. I have it under control."

"Good to hear, sir,"

"One last thing sir, You remember how some of the investors wanted you to settle down and present yourself as less of a playboy and more of a family man,"

"WHAT ABOUT IT," Santiago seemed upset.

"Well, you brought a date," the man said. "Another model?"

"That's none of your business," Santiago answered.

"Well, let's hope you settle down soon. You promised them you would,"

"I know and I also have that covered. I have found something that suits me," Santiago answered.

"Good,"

My stomach was feeling off. I didn't know if I wanted to throw up or what. Was I just a way for him to impress his investors? Is this why he is so invested in becoming a father? He practically told the world he didn't want a family but now he does because he will benefit from it.

"Where have you been?" Santiago said. He embraced me from behind. I felt the tears hit my cheek. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing,"

"Obviously it is something,"

"No,"

"Did someone say something to you?"

"No, leave it alone," I insisted.

"No," Santiago turned me around.

"Why do you want a family, a baby?" I asked. "You never did before."

"I didn't have you before,"

"Santiago, I can't,"

"What?"

"I can't do this, Why does it feel like I am messing everything up,"

"You aren't,"

"So, what if I didn't want this?"

"This?" Santiago pondered. "The baby."

"Yes,"

"You want to get rid of it,"

"Maybe, I still can," I said.

"But,"

"We can go back to how it was,"

"Alice,"

"What!"

"We need this baby,"

"Need? Why? Why do we need this baby?"

"It is our baby,"

"Possibly,"

"Wow, really," Santiago was visibly upset. "What is this really about?"

"Tell me, why I have to keep it if I don't want to,"

"Want to what? Have a family with me?"

"Santiago,"

"I have been the one always giving it my all. I have done everything to make you happy. Trips, clothes, and I kept you from losing your job."

"Does that make you proud?" I said angrily. "You did all of this for me and I apparently am so ungrateful. I guess I must pay you back with a baby."

"I think we should stop this before we say any more,"

"I think we said enough," I added.