CH 11 | Sarah!

“What do you do for a living gorgeous?" I heard Elliot asking and I turned to face him while his blue eyes trailed down my body.

I lifted my brows and glanced at his handsome appearance with his suit hanging loosely on his forearms while the damp patch on his shirt was clearly visible to me.

In the next second, I cleared my throat a little and replied sassily, "I love kicking ass. You?" 

“Okay. Ehhh, weird for a job but I love that smart mouth." Elliot smirked. 

"Well, I'm weird then," I joked while my lips curled upwards.

Elliot chuckled, the glint in his blue orbs was obvious, "Oh, no gorgeous. You're way too beautiful to be categorized as weird." 

With a small pause, he licked his lips and muttered, "Frankly speaking, A feisty and gorgeous woman is such a rare combination." He stared at me and stated, "And I'm loving it so far."

As soon as I heard his words, amusement danced in my hazel pools. I shook my head and scoffed, "You're such a Playboy, huh? Always trying to charm me with your words. But you'll need to work hard to impress me."

He squinted and waved his hands in the air, while his lips tugged upwards, “No gorgeous. I am talking facts and you know it's true."

"Maybe." I shrugged. Eyeing him, I winked, "Maybe not!" 

He nodded while a short laugh escaped his lips, "Such a tease you are. And well. I do nothing much. Just deal with contracts and businessmen." 

I hummed. 

He pursed his lips and asked, "So what do you do in your free time?"

I peeked at his curious frame and mumbled lazily, "well, I love having fun and destroying my lovely father's empire."

"Oh no. Don't tell me you're on a secret mission or something?" He queried with raised brows while his eyes widened a little.

Oh, I'm so enjoying this conversation with him!

I sneered, "Me? A Mission? Never heard anything more funny than this." I narrowed my eyes at his tall figure and snorted, "I'm just Kidding. Why would I do such a thing?

He joined in the fun and cooed, "Great then. Because it would be a waste if such a beautiful woman got hurt."

I folded my hands across my chest and chuckled, "Don't worry. I can handle myself as well as be a pain in the ass if needed to be."

"What about you?" I asked when he abruptly moved a couple of steps closer to me and his muscled body leaned towards me. His expensive cologne wafted across my nostrils making me freeze in my tracks.

His hand hovered on my silky hair. To say I was stunned would be an understatement.

My jaw dropped in shock when his fingers brushed across my nape, his hot breath fanning across the crook of my neck and I pushed him away, startling the both of us.

I tucked my hair behind my ear while he eyed me with furrowed brows and before I question him, he opened his palm and showed me a tiny green leaf. 

I blinked my eyes and stared at him, dumbfounded for a few seconds even though I understood that he removed a damn leaf from my hair.

As if on cue, he spoke softly, trying to ease the sudden tense atmosphere, “I love doing many things including exploring a gorgeous lady. I could be a very good explorer you know."

"What do you think gorgeous? Won't you like me to explore every inch of your body and see what secrets I discover?" He teased.

I snorted, “You seem handsome and charming enough, but the trial is still out on how good of an explorer you are." With a pause, I continued, "So why don't we wait till the end of this party? Then I'll decide if you're that good."

"Fair enough." He sighed and held my palm while I stared at him amused, "so why don't we exchange numbers in the meanwhile?"

"Alright," I muttered.

After we both saved our contacts, he gave me a heartwarming smile and kissed my knuckles, making me surprised for the umpteenth time today.

Just when I thought of pushing him away, I noticed Dom from the corner of my eyes and I remained still.

Almost instantly, I plastered a small smile on my lips and said aloud, "such a gentleman. There's not many of those left anymore."

"Oh, that's how my mama raised me. I always treat a woman like a lady." He said and I nodded, while I saw Dom's face turning black in rage.

"Well! That's how you should feel Dom! Be miserable for pushing me away!" I scoffed inwardly while a graceful smile was dancing on my face.

That beautiful moment was broken when Elliot's phone rang and he immediately tensed a little, "I will be back later, gorgeous. You go ahead and have fun and tonight we'll explore all those possibilities together." He winked and turned. 

I gazed at him with knitted brows but didn't say anything and nodded.

Seeing his leaving silhouette, I released a sigh I didn't know I was holding.

In the next second, I felt a familiar presence standing beside me as his piercing eyes bore through my back and I know who he is without even turning my head. Dom!

Before I turned around and faced him, his hand held my waist in a bruising grip and a whimper escaped my lips while his hot angry breath hit my bare back, and I squirmed in his hold.

"So sensitive. So fucking responsive. As always. Can any other man make you feel the things I do, Sarah?" Dom growled in my ear, his rough tone making me shudder in his embrace while goosebumps rose on my skin.

I took a deep breath and cursed my body for never cooperating with me.

With gritted teeth, I sneered, "It's none of your damn business."

His sharp nose brushed across my nape making me tremble, the rage radiating off him was clear to me. "It was my business. Whatever you do is my god damn business. Never forget that, Sarah."

"Heh? You don't own me, Dom. You don't fucking own me and you don't get to order me around like I belong to you." I yelled while his grip tightened as if he wanted to crush my very being.

With a pause, I asked, my tone sharp and firm, "What is it to you even if I was with another man?"

"Don't you understand? You are fucking mine!" He scoffed while his jaw clenched.

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