Wildest Plan

I stopped my car right in front of the mansion’s guardhouse. The entire perimeter was enclosed by towering concrete walls topped with razor-sharp wire, making it look like a royal fortress. High-definition CCTV cameras were mounted at every turn, constantly rotating and monitoring every single movement inside and outside the property. There were also security guards patrolling along the walls. The heavy security alone was enough to tell you that whoever lived inside wasn't just wealthy, they were incredibly powerful. A tall bodyguard approached my car window and knocked formally. I rolled down the glass.

"Good evening, Ma'am Adel," the guard greeted me, already familiar with my face since I had been here before.

I immediately flashed a sweet smile, making my voice sound soft and alluring.

"I'm here to drop off this food I cooked for Marky. It's a surprise for him because I know he's exhausted."

"Ah, is that so, Ma'am? Just a moment, let me call the main house," the guard replied before walking back to the guardhouse to use their intercom. How annoying, he could have just let me in, but he actually had to call it in!

I had no choice but to wait. I scanned the entire estate again from inside my car. The architecture was a perfect blend of modern design and European classicism. The walls were crafted from expensive white marble, and massive glass panels revealed the ultra-luxurious interior. The driveway leading to the main entrance alone was vast, easily capable of holding more than twenty luxury vehicles. It was surrounded by imported plants and featured a breathtaking fountain in the center, complete with a sculpted statue of one of their ancestors. Everywhere you looked, you could feel power. And I knew that power didn't come from Marky; it emanated entirely from his mysterious father, Dr. Matthew Fraser.

A moment later, the guard returned and saluted me.

"Ma'am Adel, you may proceed inside. Sir Marky said, You should head straight to the main living room."

"Thank you," I replied, gently stepping on the gas to drive my car into the Fraser estate.

As I made my way down the long driveway, my heart began to race. It wasn't because of any excitement about seeing my fiancé. Truth be told, I couldn't care less where Marky was inside this house. The only thing running through my mind as I gripped the steering wheel was the hope of running into his father.

I wanted to see how that snobbish doctor would react when he realized that the girl he dismissed in his office was now inside his house, planning to sleep under the same roof as him.

A smirk crept onto my face at the thought.

I parked my car in front of the grand mansion doors. A maid immediately opened my car door and took the paper bag I was carrying. I stepped out, lifted my chin high, and walked into the mansion like a queen ready to conquer her new kingdom.

"Let's play a game, Dr. Fraser!" I thought to myself as I felt the familiar heat of desire stir inside me once again.

I stepped into the grand foyer of the mansion, my eyes darting around as I searched for the sole reason I had rushed over here.

One of the family's personal bodyguards greeted me.

"Ma'am Adel, I'm so sorry. We just received a call from Sir Marky's office. An urgent matter came up, so he might be home quite late tonight."

"Oh, is that so? It's fine," I replied, forcing a wave of disappointment into my voice.

But the truth is, I already knew Marky wasn't here. He had called me earlier, but I just acted clueless and put on a little show of being excited about my surprise. Why would I be sad? I didn't push my car to nearly a hundred kilometers per hour for him anyway. I was here for his father, my incredibly handsome, rugged, and completely hot future daddy-in-law, aww!

I walked toward the expansive glass wall facing the backyard, where the infinity pool was located. And right there, my heart felt like it skipped a beat. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly going dry at the sight before me.

There you are, Daddy! Dr. Matthew Fraser!

He was pacing beside the swimming pool with a phone pressed to his ear, while the other hand was holding a whiskey, his face dead serious as he spoke to whoever was on the line. But what set my dormant desires ablaze was the fact that he was completely shirtless! He was only wearing board shorts, but his aura was overpowering. My panties were practically ready to drop right then and there!

His broad chest was dusted with a light, seductive trail of hair that traveled down toward his perfect six-pack abs. His muscular arms flexed with his every move as he spoke. He was the literal definition of a perfect man, powerful, wealthy, and absolutely dripping with raw sex appeal. I wished he were my boyfriend instead; he looked like he’d be a total beast in bed!

I bit my lower lip as my mischievous side took over. A bold, thrilling idea suddenly popped into my head. If he ignores me in his office, let's see if he can resist me now.

I deliberately walked out onto the pool deck, pretending to be utterly absorbed in my phone as I slowly paced along the edge of the deep end. Once I was sure the distance was right and that I was squarely in his peripheral vision, I purposefully let my foot slip over the edge of the tiles.

"Ahhh!" I let out a loud, dramatic shriek as I lost my balance.

Splash!

I plunged straight into the freezing pool water, letting myself sink while pretending to drown, throwing my hands up in the air. I was dying to feel his iron grip wrap around me to save me. The cold water instantly engulfed my entire body, soaking my skin-tight silk dress and my long hair. I let myself sink a bit more while keeping both hands raised in the air. A look of fake terror took over my face as I thrashed around in the water, creating massive splashes to guarantee I caught the full attention of the only man I desperately wanted to claim me.

From under the water, I forced my eyes open. I saw the silhouette of a tall, muscular frame quickly tossing his phone onto a sun lounger and diving into the pool without a second thought.

Gotcha, daddy!

I felt the water erupt before a pair of solid, muscular arms wrapped securely around me. He hooked his hands under my armpits and violently hauled me upward. His broad, hairy chest pressed directly against my back as he swiftly guided me toward the edge of the pool deck. The heat of his skin felt like it melted away the icy cold of the water surrounding us. I almost gasped from the intense rush of electricity that shot through my entire body, but I forced myself to hold it in. I had to commit to this performance.

He quickly pulled me out of the water and carefully, yet urgently, laid me down on the hard tiles of the pool deck. I shut my eyes tight, letting my body go completely limp and lifeless. I regulated my breathing to look entirely unconscious, even though my heart was thumping wildly from pure anticipation.

"Hey! Can you hear me?" Dr. Matthew Fraser’s deep, commanding baritone echoed above me. I felt his two fingers press firmly against my neck to check my pulse. I knew exactly what his next move would be the moment I felt him align his knees right beside my body.

And I wasn't wrong. I felt the weight of his large palms press down right in the middle of my chest. He started chest compressions. With every heavy thrust of his hands against my chest, I could feel the raw power vibrating from his muscular arms. I forced my face to remain completely blank, even though, internally, I wanted to groan from pleasure at the sheer sensation of his touch.

Noticing that I still wasn't reacting, he stopped pumping. I felt him gently tilt my chin up and pinch my nose shut.

And then, the moment I had been waiting for finally happened. His lips locked onto mine to give me artificial respiration.

Oh my god! My mind screamed in absolute ecstasy. His lips were so incredibly soft! Even though he was just breathing air into me for CPR, the warmth and the taste of his mouth were enough to make me completely soak my panties. I still forced myself to stay limp, pretending to be unconscious through his first round of touch. I let him go back to pumping my chest, waiting for his lips to press against mine for the second time.

I couldn't hold back the restraint any longer. On the final second, his hot, wet lips sealed over mine to blow air into my lungs, I parted my mouth open. Before he could even pull away, I boldly wrapped my tongue around his, my hands gripping his muscular arms tightly, pulling him down flush against me.

I felt Dr. Fraser’s entire body freeze instantly in pure shock. His eyes widened as his tongue became trapped in my seductive, aggressive kiss. But my victory didn't last long. He roughly and violently shoved me away, forcing my hands to rip off his arms.

"What the hell are you doing, kiddo?!" Matthew snarled, absolutely furious. He stood up immediately, his broad chest rising and falling heavily as he panted for air. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand, his sharp, piercing eyes glaring down at me in a mix of rage and sheer disbelief at my audacity.

I slowly sat up on the wet tiles, my confidence not taking even the slightest hit from being shoved away. I brushed the wet hair away from my face and looked up at him. A sweet, seductive, and teasing smile spread across my lips as I slowly bit my bottom lip, completely challenging his formal demeanor.

"Saving myself, Dr. Fraser. Because I was absolutely drowning in you," I said flirtatiously, staring straight into his smoldering eyes.

He suddenly stood up fully and ran a hand through his hair. His jaw clenched, completely unable to believe what I had just done. But I just giggled. At least I got a taste of his lips!