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Racing Desires 8. Distance
Kiara's POV:"I thought you wrote you are obeying me." The words leave his lips in a very deep, huskily, and hot voice.Damn I knew it was a dumb idea to write that. Instead of letting him know I already regret writing those words in the first place, I bob my head up in a cocky manner and retort. "That only obliges to my work, to nothing else. And I don't see what my eating has to do with my work.""Dammit, you drive me fucking insane. Why can't you simply do what I want you to do?""Because...," my words get stuck in my throat as Dean moves closer, breathing heavier and heavier. I'm caught between him and the wall, which is even intenser than the desk yesterday."Because?" He questions in a slightly husky voice.All the words in my mind have disappeared into nothing. He moves even closer, his head dips down lower and his mouth right next to my ear. I can hear and feel his heavy breathing, sending sweet sensations through my body. After a few seconds, he whispers in my ear? "I'm still
Racing Desires 9. Parking lot
Dean's POV: Entering the park deck, I see my parking lot free for a change. For a second, I feel a little triumphant to have beaten her to be here first until I see her Mustang parking in a different parking lot a few feet further away.That's all I wanted all week. She had me going insane with annoying the shit out of me because of a damn parking lot. So why do I feel disappointed about this right now? Is she finally listening and realizing who the boss is? What frightens me a little is the thought it might have to do with last night. Did I push her too much? This wouldn't be my normal behaviour, but with her, everything is different. She pushes me so much, and the more she fights against me, the more I want to make her do what I want.I've always been a control freak for sure, and things have to be done my way. And until now, there has never been an issue with it. People would do what I tell them and expect them to do. Kiara doesn't, not one single time. Admitted, yes, when it com
Racing Desires 10. Italian restaurant
Dean's POV:Both of us let out a heavy breath once stepping off the elevator on the ground floor.We walk in awkward silence to the restaurant, which is only five minutes away, but five minutes can stretch awfully long if things feel so awkward. Reaching the restaurant, I don't need to mention my name. We are being directly guided to the booked table."How's your father, Dean?" Mrs Russo inquiries with a soft smile while handing us the menu."He's fine, busy as always," although I don't smile sincerely very often, I give her one of those smiles back. We've been coming here for years. She basicly knows our whole family story and has always been ever so kind. She's one of the few people I have never bossed around.As Kiara eyes me with a questioning look on her face, I introduce them quickly. "Mrs Russo, this is my new creative director, Ms Summers. Ms Summers, this is Mrs Russo, an old family friend.""Pleased to meet you, Mrs Russo. Nice restaurant you have here," Kiara chimes while l
Racing Desires 11. Excited
Kiara's POV:For once, I'm not cursing when the alarm clock sets off. For a matter of fact, I was so excited I hardly slept in the first place. Even if it got damn late last night. At least I earned quite a bit of cash, which might come handy in Dubai.Damn I have hardly ever left London, despite the country, and now I will be flying to Dubai. Luckily, I had a passport made last year, as I originally had planned to work abroad. Now I have this amazing opportunity, which I still can't quite believe.I've been tossing and turning wide awake in bed since 4am. Meaning, my phone is safe for one more day. Jumping underneath the shower, I wonder what the showers will be like in the place we will be staying. No matter what, it can't be any worse than here.Everything said at the lunch break yesterday, still seems like a dream to me, and I'm waiting to wake up out of it any second. One thing I can't get off my mind was the look on Dean's face at the beginning, like total remorse. Did he honest
Racing Desires 12. Seatbelt
Kiara's POV:"Well, it's not like I would mind joining it, but until now, there hasn't really been the opportunity." His words make me flush bright red like a tomatoe. "You shouldn't believe everything the tabloids write. As soon as I am seen with some female, they make a fling out of it. To be precise, you are only the second woman to be flying with me. So no mile high club," he chuckles."So, it's only for business flights?""Well mostly, but sometimes I do use it privately, it's only that I don't really have much free time, you know."Once seated, I can't quite figure out how to put the belt on. You'd think driving a sports car like mine would give you practice, well somehow this doesn't apply to me. Or I'm simply too excited. Dean loosens his seatbelt again and walks around the table, which is between us and comes over to me."May I?" He points to the belt, which is already getting tangled. Defeated, I shrug and let go of the seatbelt. Dean sits down next to me and reaches for it.
Racing Desires 13. Red
Dean's POV:Writing the small card for Kiara, I hope she isn't going to hate me. As her boss, I probably shouldn't be sending her dresses as a gift. At least I have the excuse of putting it down as a thank you for her amazing work. It didn't take me long to find the right dress. As soon as I entered the boutique and saw it drapped on one of these mannequins, I knew this was it. There are another two dresses I chose for tomorrow, which will be sent directly to her room while we are out for dinner. Perhaps that will give her some time to relax after the first surprise.Knowing her, she is going to pop as soon as she sees it, although she really deserves it. And after all, I was the one to take her here. The least I can do is dress her right for a place like this. There is no need for her to waste money on it.As soon as I'm back in the hotel, I hurry to get myself ready, while someone else brings her the box with the dress for tonight. Although it's a business trip and I should see thi
Racing Desires 14. Stop fighting me
Dean's POV:Kiara snorts, shakes her head, and bursts out laughing before I can see the pain take over her face. "Nope, not anymore. Caught that cheating piece of shit, fucking my beeeessst friend on my kitchen table five weeks ago. We were together for two years and eight weeks ago he asked me to marry him. Yeah, that fucking asshole, was probably having it off with Nora, that little bitch, already at that time." Chugging down the whole glass of her sex on the beach in one go, I can tell how much this is nagging at her and I push my glass of whiskey on the rocks over to her. A small pained smile appears on her face before she chugs the glass down in one go too."More?" I ask carefully, as I don't know how much she can take and we already have had quite a bit."Yeah, one more should be fine." With that, I order another two glasses.Moving a little closer to her, as I see she is fighting tears, I whisper: "He doesn't deserve you. And honestly, he must be very dumb to let an amazing, s
Racing Desires 15. Ice cube
Dean's POV:Until now, I've never really had sleeping problems. Not in a long, long time anyway. After crashing that glass against the wall last night, I simply decided to drink the whiskey directly from the bottle. It's not like I was totally wasted after it, but I felt a little better.That was until I decided to go to sleep at 3am, and everything kept on replaying in my mind. As soon as I closed my eyes, there she was in her red dress, with red lipstick, and all I wanted was to crash my lips on that girl. And that damn boner taunting me on top wasn't exactly helping either. Not even Nadine had this impact on me.She was engaged for three weeks and had a relationship for two years. Even if she wasn't my damn employee, I'm sure she isn't over it yet. I mean, cheating leaves a deep impact. Who the hell would cheat on a girl like her? That guy deserves a decent bashing.It's 9am, and I am heading for breakfast. Should I ask her to eat with me? I mean eating alone in a hotel can be dead
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