Chapter 11

I got to the enormous living room to find him sitting at a mini bar at the far end close to the ceiling length window.

His dark locks glistened from water and his built body was hidden underneath the thin material of his shirt that didn't do any justice in defining his masculinity.

His eyes were zeroed on nothing with his thoughts tussled around in his mysterious head while his hand slowly twirled the stem of the cup in his hand.

Without giving any sign of my arrival I made my way towards him and pulled the bar stool across his and made myself comfortable on it.

His dark eyes traveled from its previous line of sight to the spot where I now occupy and locked with my eyes that tried reading into the mischief and cloudness of his orbits.

I stretched my arm to grab the bottle of vodka resting in front of him but he was quick to stop me by holding my wrist.

"You should learn to ask before you get what you want" his velvety voice dripped with seduction and dominance that it made my bare pus