Chapter 2: Can't Wait Till Tonight

Chapter 2: Can't Wait Till Tonight

Lucas Milaro's POV:

As I stood there, looking in the mirror, I adjusted my suit jacket a bit so it fit properly on my shoulders. The black suit went perfectly with the charcoal gray vest trimmed in a dark shade of hunter green. I wore that directly over a lighter gray long-sleeve dress shirt, which helped pull everything together nicely. This was supposed to be one of the biggest days of my life, and an even bigger night awaited me shortly.

As for me and my company, The Nexis, we were about to take on a whole new venture, as I had concluded in some very important business dealings earlier in the day. Now I was preparing for an even bigger night, where all the high-class business people would enjoy the spoils that came with the proper channels.

I turned my gaze in the mirror toward the door, and that was when I saw it. Ramona. She was standing in the doorway, one hand braced on the frame, staring at me. It was almost as if she were swinging herself slowly into view, needing to hold on for support, afraid of falling over. She was wearing a candy-apple red dress that just reached her knees, with a slit that ran up one side almost to the point of exposing her hip.

As I watched her in the reflection, I leaned my head to one side, wondering what the sight would be if she ever needed to bend over. It would certainly make a man want more than just a good look, if you caught my meaning. My thoughts certainly agreed with me. I finally turned around slowly and leaned back on the edge of the counter as she slowly started to walk toward me, one foot directly in front of the other, as if walking a straight line with her feet.

"Well, now, don't you look ravishing," I said as I closed the distance between us.

"You're welcome to look, Mr. Milaro," she said, addressing me in a very formal manner.

As I placed my hands on her waist, she finally stopped walking, placing her hands on the tops of my forearms. Her bare shoulder stood out against the contrast of her dress. She even wore lipstick that matched the exact shade of it as well. Her high heels raised her just enough to make it easier to lean down to kiss without having to strain too hard. I leaned forward, kissing the side of her head, in front of her ear, as she leaned into my kiss.

"I don't want to get the party started just yet, or even make others think we attended a pre-party," she said slyly.

I couldn't help but chuckle as I turned and rested my cheek against the side of her temple, smiling intently. I knew I was going to love what happened after this night was finally over. If that meant she was going to be ravished even more, given how ravishing she looked right now, then so be it. However, the point was to count each and every second until that actually happened.

We headed out to the vehicle that awaited us so we could head on over to The Ballroom Royalle, an extravagant place. There were several ballrooms to choose from, but when I had arranged for his event, I was not going to select one of the smaller ballrooms. Money was not an obstacle when it came to the events of this nature. I wanted to make sure I went big or go home empty-handed, in a way. Well, in my case, I would go back home with my hands full of Ramona and her assets to be precise.

I smirked to myself as I continued to amuse my mind with these thoughts. Ramona liked it rough, and I couldn't be more pleased. She would like to experience pain and seek it as pleasure rather than as punishment. When I gave it to her previously, she seemed to like the various ways I deemed it necessary. One of her favorite places we would go was the Helliporium. That place was stocked with all the goods one might need or use. The possibilities were endless.

We finally pulled up to the red carpet right out front of the stairs leading to the main entrance for The Ballroom Royalle, and I turned to look at Ramona. She was sitting in the seat next to me with one knee crossed over the other. She looked out the window on my side and smiled ever so wide. Her sadistic smile pulled at my stomach as I knew what she wanted when this night was done.

"Are you ready to get this party started?" I asked her, reaching out for her to take my hand in hers.

"More than you would expect. I can't wait till the after party, back at home," she said, smiling at me intently, then added, "However, I'm not sure I can wait till this event is over so we can have what I have been waiting for all day. I am anxious to get that started."

The door was finally opened as I let go of her hand to step out of the vehicle. I adjusted my suit as multiple flashes lit up from the reporters who drew closer, the sound of camera clicks filling the air. Everyone wanted a statement from me. However, I remained silent, lowering my head to keep from going blind from the lights flashing in my direction. I did nod a few times. I finally turned back around to offer my hand to Ramona, who had now scooted over to my side of the vehicle.

She took it and slid until her feet touched the ground. She immediately let go of my hand to pull down on her dress, which was riding up just a bit when she slid off the seat. An inch higher and it might not leave much to the imagination. I could tell where the slit on the side of her leg was, as she was wearing string lace underwear. I knew those were going to be fun to remove later, as I would literally rip them off her body, since she would be bound at that point.

She always loved that part. When I would literally tear her clothes off, trying to get to her bare skin, taking them off was never fast enough for either of us. She has torn a few of my shirts in the process, popping the buttons in a similar manner.

"Mr. Milaro! Mr. Milaro!" Reporters were shouting, trying to get my attention as I looked among them.

I looked back at Ramona as I wrapped my arm around her to help shield her from the press. I then looked back at them as we took a few steps away from the vehicle so the door could close behind us. Kennan, my driver and bodyguard, also took a few steps closer to us and stayed right behind my right shoulder, as my left arm was wrapped around Ramona.

The reporters continued to shout my name as we started to ascend the steps, slowly but still making some progress. I pulled Ramona a bit closer to me as Kennan was now guarding me as we continued our slow pace up the steps. About halfway up, Ramona slipped and would have fallen if not for my arm around her. One of the reporters bumped into her as they were still taking snapshots of the both of us. They were not going to stop this rush if I didn't say something. Finally, once we reached the top steps, I turned around and raised my right hand to try to get them to all quiet down for a moment.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you will please," I started to say as they also started to quiet themselves. I waited till there was silence before I made my next statement. "I want to thank you for coming out tonight. This just so happens to be the 10th Anniversary Celebration, marking one decade since I took over this company from my father. I have turned this company into one of the largest and grandest businesses in AI applications, among other things. I invite you to celebrate this evening with me."

This is going to be one night to remember, I can guarantee you that. The question is, how long will this particular night take before I can get to the festivities I am really looking forward to enjoying after the fact? That being said, I thought to myself, some personal alone time with my fiancé. I was going to ask her. I looked over at Ramona, tucked next to me, smiling intently at her. Nothing could go wrong with this night. Everything's just perfect. I looked back over the crowd in front of me, waving a bit before I tried to turn around and head inside.