Dean's POV:The mixutre of music in this club is really good. And hell, this girl knows how to move her sexy curves. After nearly losing it during bad boy, I try and keep a little more distance between our bodies. My dick is hard enough and aching even without her pressing and grinding against it like she did and giving that perfect friction, which nearly had me groaning right here on the dancefloor.A lot of eyes are set on her here on the dancefloor and some of them don't sit right with me, they kind of look like the types who wouldn't accept a no if she were here on her own.Even keeping a little distance between our bodies, the dances are damn hot, and I wonder how much she goes clubbing besides tonight. Every move is like perfection. While grabbing some drinks at the bar, I have to ask her. "Where did you learn to dance like that? I'm nearly sure you could entertain the whole place with your moves.""Ah, wouldn't you like to know, huh? I bet that's something you couldn't find in
Dean's POV:Irritation flashes through her eyes, but she nods. "I want you to fucking answer me." Once more I press my hard dick against her."Yes," she answers breathless, the moment the elevator opens to our floor. My fingers intertwine with hers while I pull her along down the hall until we are standing in front of her door."As your boss, I know I shouldn't be doing this, but I can't hold back from you anymore." Fuck those rules I set up. I press her against the door my fingers run through her hair, tugging slightly again until she tilts her head backwards giving me access to crash my lips on hers.Somehow, I nearly expected her to put up a fight, instead her hands wrap around my neck and pull me even closer. Licking at the seam of her bottom lip, asking for entrance, she parts her lips immediately giving me full access to her mouth.Our tongues fight about the dominance and our kiss deepens quickly. Fuck does she taste good.The elevator to our floor opens and heavy panting I pul
Dean's POV:Waking up, I can't stop the stupid grin on my face, looking down to the beautiful girl who is currently half sprawled out on my body. While my arms are wrapped around her, her head is on my chest, including half her upper body, one arm wrapped around my middle, and one leg hooked around my leg.This is possibly the nicest way I have ever woken up. No denying anymore, I can't keep my distance to this girl. I mean, there are other bosses who have some sort of relationships with their employees, too. Right? It's not like one of us is taking advantage of the other. We are both old enough to understand this. And yet, this worries me.A look across to the clock tells me it's already 11am. Even if we haven't slept much, we need to get up. Our flight back goes in four hours.Gently, I place a soft kiss on Kiara's head. "Good morning, sleeping Beauty," I whisper softly. "We need to get up and have some breakfast and get ready." She grumbles a little and only snuggles up a little ti
Dean's POV: Annoyed she isn't spilling right now, I grunt slightly. But seeing as I will know by tonight, it calms me a little. What the hell does she do, which is in the evening and wouldn't be on the files? Is she bartender or something? Then again, that would be nothing she would need to hide. And why the hell does she need that money?Is she in debts or something? I mean, until a couple of days ago, I thought she's loaded. She drives a fucking Mustang and not one of the cheap ones, she can't be lacking so badly. Damn, I need to at least chill my thoughts until I know more tonight. Not easy for someone who controls everything.Kiara is typing away on her phone until she looks up at me smiling a couple of minutes later. "Ok, got everything organized."Yeah well, what ever that means. As I've paid the suites for the whole day today too, there is no need to rush seeing as our flight has been delayed. Instead I decide we should have some more fun time at the pool, we each have two coc
Kiara's POV:The look on Dean's face is priceless. To be honest, I was afraid about what he might think of me, doing illegal stuff. Right now, I can see lust written all over his face. His eyes have darkened, and the bulge pressed against my ass are both resembling the lust shining in his eyes.And yet there is more, something I can't quite deciphere."Hey, is that your Lamborghini?" Nora asks Dean while bashing her lashes at him. This girl is unbelievable. Even with Dean's arms wrapped around me, she starts touching his biceps. She has absolutely no boundaries, this little piece of shit.To my satisfaction, Dean flinches back from her touch, which doesn't stop her from moving even closer, though."Will you be in the race? I'd be on your side." She tries keeping it up, licking her bottom lip, which only disgusts me."Back off bitch, go and find Brad or who ever is willing to fuck you." I snap at her."You don't know if this good-looking guy isn't willing to fuck me. I mean, it wouldn'
Kiara's POV:By the look on Dean's face, he's not too happy about it. Guess I'll have to explain this later to him. There's no time for it now. Sean brought my Subaru here today and we need to get the fuck out of here, and Dean sure shouldn't be caught with me here. With his black Lambo I know he'll get fast out of this anyway.I watch him drive off, before actually clutching my foot down on the pedal myself, while Sean was already yelling at me to get away from here.Half an hour later, I drop Sean off at his home, before heading to the garage for my Subaru myself. It's only a couple of streets away from home and to be honest I'm glad to have a small walk in the fresh evening air, to clear my head, before reaching that place.Dean now knows quite a bit more about me now. This weekend definitely has changed a lot. How will things be at work for us now? We were clear about it, keeping it a secret for a while until we both know this is what we really want.Did Dean get home safe? I deci
Dean's POV:Getting up in the morning, I can't help but chuckle at the thought of how Kar would be moaning and groaning now, just because of having to get up. The both of us are polar opposites and yet somehow the same. Our working morals are the same. The passion is the same, and even some ways to react and think are the same. Maybe that's why we are so explosive, just like I would never back down. She would never do it either, driving me insane.When she called me yesterday evening, I was on the verge of looking into her file, to find out where she lives, or call David if he still had her address. Knowing she was out there in the dark was bad enough, but then in those clothes.... Next time, I'll make sure to bring a blanket I can wrap her in.My god she looked hot as fuck. There was something off about her though at the end of the call. I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was, but something changed. What ever it was, if I notice it again, I'll make sure to find out.My whole
Dean's POV:She rolls her eyes. "Sure, it's part of my job to know these things. I've seen the articles and pics from us. They are also spread all over social media. I woke up to my phone beeping non-stop this morning, with people texting me about it.""So what do we do about it?""We knew we were in for it the moment we caught the paparazzi. I mean, you said they do that with every girl you're being seen with, right?""Yeah, but these pics were different. I mean, it's clearly to be seen that there is some kind of chemistry between us. And god, I hate they got those bikini photos from you or us dancing at the club."She goes pale all of a sudden. Obviously, she hadn't seen everything. "Bi- bi- bikini photos from me?" She stutters."Yes, I'm so sorry. I had no idea about them until I saw them myself this morning. I could sue them to take them down, but I suppose that would only catch more attention. Especially as I have never ever reacted to any photos taken in the past.""How bad are