Billionaire's Love Story

Chapter 7

Ace’s POV

I was standing at the bar counter with Mike. We were drinking and talking about some business. But my mind was still thinking about that brown eyes princess.

Even after one week today I could feel her touch on my skin. Her peach like fragrance was still lingering around me driving me crazy like no other.

I decided to take over Smith corporations. He was my friend and he was in need so I helped him. I and Mike had already decided that we will take over this company to help him get back up and run this company which he established with his everything.

I heard a saying that when you do something good, god gives you even more better thing in return. And this is the result of my good deed, I think.

I got to meet her again and now she will be around me all the time.

We signed the contract on next day of my heated moment with my brown eyed princess and I was expecting her to come with Mr. Smith but she did not come.

He told me she had some personal stuff to take care of so she took a day off. I was disappointed but I knew that it’s just a matter of time then she will be here with me in front of my eyes.

I decided to appoint one employee of each department in Smith corporation to work with me at my main office. So that they will be my source and link between me and Smith corporation.

I organized the party to celebrate the expansion of my business and to welcome all of my new employees. Because now they are the members of M&A industries.

My eyes were stuck on entrance of the hall and you all know why. I was getting impatient to see her and even touch her if she will allow me.

Mike was staring at me amusingly and trying to hold back his laugh. “I will just wipe that smirk off of your face if you don’t stop staring at me. And don’t you dare laugh.” I warned without looking at him.

He said still trying to hold back his laughter, “it’s really rare to see Ace the great Miller to wait for someone this impatiently”.

I ignored his comment and asked, “where is Riya?” and as if she was waiting for me to ask, she stood in front of me saying, “I was just meeting some of my friends but why are you looking like some impatient freak?”

‘oh not again’ I thought. She is also my best friend who is as important for me as Mike. She is really beautiful woman with grey eyes and brunette hair. If she want she can pass as a super model but she loves fashion designing and is happy with her boutique.

I was about to reply when my eyes fell on the most beautiful woman entering the hall with her friend and I froze. I don’t know how many times it happened that I couldn’t move from my place, couldn’t think straight since the moment I saw her at bus stop. She was driving me crazy.

When Riya squeaked, “oh my god, is she the Iris girl you both were talking about. Oh my God she is gorgeous.” I came out of my trance. And looked around to find almost everyone was looking in her direction.

Oh how badly I wanted to break every neck that turned around to look at her and pluck every eyes out that were ogling her beautiful existence. But wait, what. Why am I behaving like a possessive husband?

But honestly I didn’t like anyone looking at her when she was looking sexy and tempting as hell in that simple black dress.

She met some of her colleagues. My eyes never leaving her. I was mesmerized by her beauty, her smile, her eyes and everything.

When she found me staring at her, she froze. And I thought while smiling ‘I am not the only one who is affected'. She quickly turned around breaking the staring contest we were having.

I was noticing each and every move of her. How she was reacting to everyone approaching her. It was as if she was trying to keep distance from others.

‘Is something wrong with her?’ My mind asked making me concerned for her.

I drank all the liquid in my glass in one go and put the glass on counter. When I turned around, I found two of the most dramatic persons on earth staring at me with weird expressions.

I internally rolled my eyes at them. Riya said now with the serious expressions, “she seems like a good girl, I don’t think she will be sleeping with you for one night. She doesn’t seem like the ‘one night stand' type of person”.

“And who told you I am thinking about sleeping with her tonight or to have a one night stand with her?” I asked.

She looked a little surprised and asked, “Are you not? Then what is it?”.

I replied while my eyes stuck on Iris “I am going crazy for her since the moment I first saw her and I know that much that it’s not only physical desire and it’s definitely not a one night stand kind of thing.”

I know myself very well and that is one of my strengths because I don’t suffer while being confused or thinking what I really want. This quality of mine is the reason why I take quick and precise decisions.

When I saw her for the first time I knew it was not only about s*x. Because after meeting with her I couldn’t sleep with any other women at clubs or parties, not even kiss anyone.

Then she came again in my life and when I kissed her, my body my mind didn’t allow anyone else’s presence or even thought near me. And I knew what it was that I am feeling right now.

I glanced towards her where she was standing with her friends and colleagues and again looked towards my friends who were waiting for me to complete what I was saying and I did, “ I think I like her.”

Both of their eyes widened. Riya even gasped and asked, “is this love at first sight?” I chuckled at her and replied “that I’ll have to find out. I can’t say it so soon. But it’s for sure that I want her to be in my life more than just for one night”. They smiled at me.

Mike patted me on my shoulder and said, “then what are you waiting for bro, go to her. We need some action, man.” I smirked and made my way towards her.

I stood behind her and she noticed my presence. She turned around with her friend. Her friend greeted me politely and I greeted back and Iris also greeted me with her sweet angelic voice.

I took a step towards her and said, “may I have a pleasure to dance with you?” her eyes widened. She was shocked for a while but after composing herself she stuttered out, “l.. don’t I don’t know how to dance.” She was avoiding looking me in the eyes.

I stepped a little more closer so that we were only inches away and I am sure I saw how her breath hitched. I bent down a little to take her left hand in my right one . Her small hand fitted perfectly in mine as if it was made for me to hold.

Now she looked up in my eyes surprise clearly visible in her eyes. I said smiling, “just follow my lead” and started moving towards the dance floor with her.

As soon as we reached the dance floor, I pulled her lightly closer to me resting her palms on my chest and wrapped my arms around her waist holding her firmly.

I looked down at her and she was looking at my chest not daring to look into my eyes and her face flushed because of our proximity.

I was loving this feeling. Her small fragile frame in my arms, her soft smooth skin under my touch, her heavenly peach like fragrance breaking through my system, everything about this moment was just beautiful and peaceful.

I slowly started swaying my body to music and she followed me. Suddenly her facial expressions changed and she looked up to ask, “are you drunk?”. I smirked and thought of teasing her a bit and replied, “maybe”.

Her body stiffened visibly and I could see the fear in her eyes. I quickly said, “I was joking. Don’t worry I am not drunk.” And she instantly relaxed again looking down at my chest.

My heart was pounding in my chest. She was looking breathtaking. She was not wearing anything revealing but still was successful in making many of the man in this party drool over her.

“you are looking beautiful” I complimented. She smiled politely and said, “you too”. I laughed and asked, “ you mean to say I am looking beautiful?”. She chuckled a little and replied, “no, I mean you are also looking good.”

I smiled, “thanks, you are the first person to compliment me today.” I joked while making a sad face. She again chuckled softly and I was liking it a lot. Her chuckle was like a beautiful piece of melody to my ears.

She was feeling comfortable around me and I was happy because I was noticing her since earlier to be uncomfortable before, when she entered the party.

“I am happy that you are not feeling uncomfortable with me because of what happened that day.” Her face flushed again. “it was just a misunderstanding, and we have to work together so we should just forget about it.”

“But I am not able to forget about it. I still remember each and every moment of what happened.” I said.

She looked up surprised. But quickly recovered, “if you are saying all of this so that you can take me to your bed for tonight then please don’t. I am not interested in one night stands.”

She replied but her tone was polite and not judgmental. I smiled and asked “what if I take you to my bed forcefully, will you slap me.” Amusement was clear in my tone and she knew I was joking because she replied smiling, “ no, I’ll just request you not to because I know you don’t force girls.” She stopped and again started, this time with amusement lacing in her tone, “And about the slap, I don’t want you to chase after me to take revenge on me for the slap.”

I laughed at her reply, “you are really something else.” I was happy that she trusted me that I won’t force her.

I wanted to talk to her about our kiss and my feelings but I didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable so I stopped myself.

We were dancing in silence for few more minutes when we heard a voice, “can I have a dance with her?” a man asked. Who I think is one of the friends of Mike. And hell no, I am not letting anyone take her away from me even for a second. I won’t be able to see other man holding onto her like I am doing right now.

Iris' hold on me tightened and she came more closer to me, I looked down at her and she was terrified. What happened to her, I thought.

I asked, “are you okay?” She tried to get even more closer and clutched my suit jacket in her tiny fists and whispered, “he is drunk”. And I looked towards the man and he really was drunk. I held her firmly assuring her nothing will happen.

I replied to the man, “I am sorry, but she is only mine.” That man understood what I said and left. She was still shivering in my arms. I rubbed her back a little saying, “he’s gone. Are you okay?”. She looked up and nodded.

When she realized how close we were standing, she quickly stepped away. “I need to use washroom” she said and walked away. I wanted to go after her but I stopped myself. She was making me worried.

I came to the bar counter. Riya and Mike asked what happened. I replied and started staring in the direction where she went.

Why was she so scared of that man? Did he do something to her? Why did she said he is drunk? Is she scared of drunk people? Her body had stiffened when I told her I was drunk.

There were so many questions in my mind. I was hoping she is okay.

What’s wrong with you Iris?