Delaney alighted in front of the very huge building where Blaine worked. She stood transfixed, her eyes wide with wonder as she stared at the towering building before her. As she took in the sleek design and the gleaming glass facade, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement mingled with a touch of apprehension.
She felt excited because the opportunity was finally here, and now, she gets to step foot into a place she could never step into, except in her dreams and wild imaginations.
She's always admired this beautiful place for so long, wondering what it feels and looks like inside. And sometimes, when her imagination gets the best of her, she'd close her eyes and imagine herself working here and being like every other successful lady she sees and admires.
But, she felt really nervous going in there because she already knew what caliber of people she'd come across, and she couldn't help but feel a little out of place.
Delaney took in a deep breath as she made her way into the busy building. She saw a lot of people, smartly dressed, going about their jobs with every sense of seriousness they could. She summoned more courage, as she steadied her steps, acting more confident than she actually was. That's one thing she's good at... 'Acting like everything is okay when in the real sense, it's not'.
As she walked by, she couldn't deny the fact that she noticed the constant stares she was getting from people, both men and ladies, which stepped up her confidence.
Delaney's beauty is out of this world. She's a stunning, irresistible woman who turns heads wherever she went, that's a fact she needed no one to tell her. She was sculpted to perfection - sculpted for sin.
She was the kind of woman who could make even the most confident of men stumble over their words... Yet, behind all the perfect looks, there was a woman who craved love, affection, and attention. Every damn person sees, appreciates, and drools over her beauty, except her family, and even worse, Blaine. 'Sad'.
She stopped at a corner, brought out her phone, and dialed his line, and he answered the phone immediately.
*
Blaine hurriedly answered the phone immediately it rang.
"I am at the reception," Delaney's tender voice informed him.
Just as he parted his lips to respond, he was interrupted by Adonis' voice. "Let Iris show her in," He instructed.
Blaine knew better than to argue with his boss. "Tell Iris, the receptionist to bring you over to Mr. Langston's office."
"Alright." She dropped the call.
Adonis was insistent on the documents being delivered directly to his office by the person who had brought them because he didn't want to let Blain out of his sight even for a second. He intended to catch him off guard this time around.
He's harbored a growing suspicion for some time that there was something fishy about Blaine, and he was already piecing together the clues that would confirm this. And If his suspicions are proven correct, the consequences would be dire for Blaine, potentially resulting in a lifetime of imprisonment.
In less than two minutes after the call, the receptionist, Iris, appeared at the door, announcing Delaney's arrival with a polite nod of her head. Adonis signaled Iris to let the lady in, his gaze fixed with rapt attention on the important documents he was going through.
In all her grace, Delaney took slow but steady steps into the vast office space that obviously belonged to just one person. Her deep green eyes took a quick but detailed look around the beautiful interior, and a small inaudible gasp left her lips. 'truly befitting for all it's worth', she thought to herself.
By the time she was done surveying the beautiful office, she was already standing before Blaine, who had his eyes fixed on her. His expression was unreadable, as it held several emotions, including lust and anger.
He looked like he was going to rip her off her dress, probably because he liked that she looked irresistible, or because he didn't like the fact that she dressed in the same way he never appreciated. For some reason she couldn't tell, he hated it when she flaunts her beauty both in and outside the house.
"Hey babe," She nervously greeted him with a forced smile, trying to act all modest and polite.
"Hi." Came his brief response.
She let out a smile as she greeted him. She's finally face-to-face with the devil himself. The thoughts going on in her head made her laugh so hard inwardly, praying to the heavens not to ruin this short visit with her silly thoughts.
"Good day, Mr. Langston. It's a pleasure seeing you," She greeted the man who instills fear in a lot of people.
And for the first time, since the lady walked into his office, Adonis slowly lifted his gaze to look at her... From her straight legs that radiated like the rays of sunlight in summer to the red gown that hugged her body perfectly well, carefully outlining her trimmed waist and wide, full hips that hinted at her underlying sensuality. He felt his cock twitch.
Eagerly, his gaze went straight for the face of the bearer of such a magical body that was capable of making a man like him burn with something strange, and more so, a man like him who was never moved by just any woman.
As soon as his ocean-blue eyes landed on her face, his whole world seemed to have come to a sudden halt. The air around him grew thick with palpable tension. His eyes narrowed in sudden and intense focus, his heart racing with a mixture of shock and disbelief when his gaze locked onto the woman before him.
She was a vision of stunning beauty, her features etched with a delicate grace that took his breath away. Her eyes... Same green shades he could never forget.
He drank in the sight of her, his gaze raking over every inch of her exquisite form, from the dimples that decorated her flawless face, to the silken tresses of her chestnut brown hair, down to the curve of her hips and the delicate arch of her neck that bore the most beautiful birthmark he'd ever seen.
He felt as though he had been struck by a bolt of lightning, the memories of that fateful night when he had first fallen under her spell came flooding back to him in a rush.
It was her... the mysterious woman he had searched for all these years, the one who had captured his heart completely and then vanished without a trace.
The weight of his longing bore down upon him, leaving him reeling with a sense of both joy and despair.
What do you think happens from here on, with three men now in the picture? Don't hesitate to leave your thoughts and comments.
Delaney held his cold gaze as the air around her suddenly became suffocating. Her hands trembled in fear, and she could hear her own heart pounding.Blaine stared in confusion, desperately trying to decipher what was happening. "Was his boss lusting after Delaney?" he asked himself, noticing that the look in Adonis' eyes was different from his usual unreadable expression. It held something more."You?" His baritone voice finally broke the long silence that hung in the air, his riveting stare penetrating her eyes.Delaney had a thousand questions racing through her mind. What had she done wrong? Was her attire inappropriate? Did she say something offensive? Perhaps he didn't like how she addressed him when she entered? Could she have put Blaine in trouble?"I'm sorry, sir, but have I done something wrong?" Delaney finally mustered up the courage to speak, confusion and concern evident on her face."You... You really don't..." Adonis stuttered, feeling a pang in his heart as realization
"Who are you? What have you done to me?" His voice was a desperate moan, riddled with bewildered pleasure. His body trembled like a leaf caught in a storm, a sign of an uncontrolled passion that seized his muscular frame.His skin was slick with sweat, bearing testament to the sheer intensity of his desire. "No one...no one has ever ignited such a fire in me," he confessed, his voice a hoarse whisper.His lips moved with practiced expertise, planting feather-soft kisses down her neck, tracing a blazing trail to her belly button before retracing the path back to her neck. His teeth grazed her earlobe teasingly, eliciting a soft gasp from her. His hands, like an artisan's tool, skillfully explored the rounded curves of her backside, setting her senses high with pleasure.She succumbed to the wave of pleasure, her body responding instinctively to his expert ministrations. Her moans were a sweet melody to his ears, an affirmation of the pleasure he was inducing within her. As he continued
"I'm sorry to bother you, but can I come in?" Adonis' deep voice snapped her out of her daze.Delaney was taken aback by the imposing figure standing before her. She felt like she was in a trance. What was he doing here? She wondered if he had come to see Blaine, and her mind raced with countless possibilities. The events from their encounter at his office earlier flooded her thoughts, and she panicked, fearing that the situation had gotten worse than she thought it was."Uh... Sure... Good evening… Mr. Langston," she stammered, breaking their brief eye contact.Adonis exuded an intimidating presence that made her shiver. She didn't even want to think about his attractive features at that moment because his deep ocean eyes already sent flutters through her stomach. Those eyes…"Please, Adonis will do just fine," he responded, still holding her gaze, his voice sounding almost like it was an order, carrying an air of authority."I'm sorry, sir…" she tittered nervously, nibbling on her l
Adonis stood under the shower, allowing the warmth of the water to run down his entire body from his head. He closed his eyes, immersing himself deeper into his thoughts.It's been days now, and he still hadn't gotten the perfect plan on how to get Delaney without getting her offended or angry at him. It's a card he needed to play with caution. He didn't want to lose her again.He was ruthless in his ways; he was cold and unfeeling. He could just abduct her and take her to a place no one would ever find her, and even the authorities wouldn't dare interfere. He could also easily get rid of Blaine, but that would only hurt Delaney. He needed a perfect plan for this.Adonis hasn't been able to look at Blaine the same way he had before. After discovering he was the so-called fiance of his dream woman, he'd grown such a dangerous hatred towards Blaine that he could kill him without blinking an eye. And to think that Delaney has been going through hell at the hands of the imbecile only enra
"I am not going to hand-feed you. Stand up and get your plate!" Greta's nagging voice filled the room."What are you talking about, Mom?" Didn't you tell me a few days ago that you already had a plan?" Laura retorted, already getting weary of her mother's constant nagging. "My plan didn't go as planned, but you also have to try on your own part," Greta spewed angrily, disgust written all over her face, as she grabbed the glass of whiskey beside her."Mum, I'm just 23, and marriage is the last thing on my mind at the moment. Why don't you make Delaney marry him instead? I am sure she wouldn't mind," Laura responded with an eye roll."Shut your trap! I never want to hear that from you again! How dare you mention that filthy tramp to my ears? Have you gone nuts?" Greta fumed; her anger and hatred toward Delaney were evident in her eyes."What would you have me do, Mom? Huh?""You are a beautiful damsel. Just find a way already. Work something out. Your sister, Velda, did it, and now she
"Delaney Duncan..." The calm voice recited the name for the fourth time, running his fingers around the edges of the file containing her credentials which sat on his exotic executive table at his mercy. How interesting.It was another typical 'office' day for him as he busied himself with his schedules for the day. But when he encountered a worthy distraction, he quickly paused to pay attention to it.He smiled at the file he held in hand, satisfaction easing through him. He hadn't lost her totally after all. In fact, he would see her more often than she'd ever imagined because she would get the job she'd applied for on a platter of gold.A wide smile played across his face one more time as he picked up the intercom. "Send an email to Delaney Duncan. She's the most qualified for the job. I'd like to have her interviewed personally. Schedule a meeting immediately." His monotone voice instructed his secretary before dropping the call without waiting for a response.'So, we meet again af
The morning sun cast a radiant glow in the small kitchen where Delaney hurriedly prepared breakfast for Blaine.Today felt different, unlike every other morning. There was a shift in the atmosphere, and it stemmed from Blaine's recent change in behavior. He had been kinder to her in the past two days. He's been happier, always talking about work and some promotions he'd been promised, and Delaney was delighted... At least, so she thought.The recent turn of events left her puzzled. Adonis possessed more than enough evidence to condemn Blaine to a lifetime behind bars, yet he seemed to be treating him well, promising promotions and a salary increase. It simply didn't make sense. "Murphy's law... If your attack is going too well, it means you've walked into an ambush.""What is he up to?" Delaney pondered, arranging the table for breakfast."Hey, babe," Blaine called out, approaching her. "Something smells amazing," he teased, eagerly settling into his seat, ready to devour the meal."O
Delaney sat on the couch in the living room, feeling restless and scared. She thought of a thousand things that could go wrong with this decision she had just made. There was no faking it; she was scared of the unknown.Delaney had mastered the art of pretense, putting on a façade of confidence and boldness in public. But this situation was beyond her control. She couldn't simply fake her way out of it. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake off the nagging thought that Adonis was a stranger to her. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't help but think he might harm her or do something bad to her.Adonis was a man of few words. Despite his fame and accomplishments, he remained an enigma to those around him. His mysterious nature added to the air of uncertainty surrounding him."Oh, God, how did I end up here?" Delaney whimpered, feeling overwhelmed by the weight of her decision.She remained dressed in her flowery flair gown from earlier, not in the mood for fashion or a