Ruins of Us

CHAPTER 4

Darce

After a fleeting moment, she regains herself and starts dancing, I wouldn't call that dancing. That's an open invitation of seduction.

The movement starts from her waist to her hands. She touches herself without breaking eye contact with me.

I continue to look her over, I know she's hot over there because of the way she's rubbing her thighs together.

We play this game as no one decides to back down. I watch a figure come behind her, she looks rather not pleased.

The guy keeps forcing himself on her trying to dance with her, I decide not to interfere - just yet.

He grabs her.

She punches him which sends him to the ground. She knows how to throw a good punch. I'm surprised

He recovers himself and tries to hurt her and that's when I intervene.

"The lady says she doesn't want to dance" I say gripping his hand

"And you are" he says rather hotly

"Mr Montgomery and you wouldn't speak to me in that manner " I threaten

"I'm so sorry " he rushes scrambling off

She makes her way to leave " thank you"

"You owe me a dance" I coo at her

"What for" she questions raising her brow

" For saving you" I deadpan

"I didn't want you to, I'm capable of taking care of myself" she replies hotly

"Feisty, I like that"

" Of course you do, fine you win" she says with a laugh putting her hands in mine

We start to move in synchronization to the sound of the music. This is one of the days I'm grateful that I learnt how to tango, she can move.

I whispered into her ear "What's the name, darling "

She jabs her finger into my abdomen "it's Olivia not darling "

"If you wanted to touch me, you would have just asked" I tease

We're lost in the music, my finger grazes over her n****e and her breath hitches.

Now I'm intrigued. Her back is to me, my hand glides from the n****e to her c**t. The dress she's wearing grants easy access for me. I don't touch but tease her through the fabric of her dress.

She squirms under my touch causing my d**k to harden.

" You wouldn't mind going home with me or would you"? I ask with desire laced in my voice.

She looks for her friend through the crowd, who was making out with Malachi. I can tell she hasn't done this before given the way she's tensed.

"I don't bite unless you want to" I say reassuringly

"No I wouldn't mind going home with you" she replies turning her attention to me. I haven't touched her yet and she's already sounding breathless, imagine how much more when I do.

I take her hands in mine, lead us to my car and take us home. The drive back home was a blur, everything went by quickly.

"You care for a drink?" I ask leading her to the bar

She moans out taking a seat on the barstool "I could kill for a good wine right now"

"Pick your poison" I say giving her the liberty to choose

Without the looking at the show glasses she says

"The 1945 Domaine de la Romanée - Conti"

I bring out the wine from the case. "Good choice, how did you I would have that"

"You're wearing a Grand Diamonds Hallucination, live in a penthouse and you own a corvette stingray - that's luxury which means you're sitting on millions" she said with a proud look on her face like she has me figured out

Pouring the wine in our glasses. "Billions - well what can I say, I like my things a certain kind of way " I corrected

"Rich people baffle me, they spend unnecessarily and might I add unwisely" she says without breaking eye contact

I murmur darkly to her. "I have the money to indulge myself in what I like so why shouldn't I"

"You're the kind of man that mothers warn their daughters to steer clear of"

I make my way to stand behind her. "What do they say about me" I drawl lazily at her

"You're dangerous "Her voice doesn’t waver - I'll give her that, but I catch the slight hitch in her breath, the way her shoulders stiffen as she becomes fully aware of how close I am.

Dangerous.

A slow smile tugs at my lips.

“I’ve been called worse,” I murmur, my voice lower than intended, almost brushing against her ear. Close enough to unsettle, not but not quite touching.