Dark, black hair

CHAPTER FOUR

DAHLIA

Dark, black hair.

Blue eyes that signaled he was a god on the ice.

That he was born for it.

It made women burn inside for him.

"That a certain nuisance no longer has his shit cleaner by his side. I'm expecting to see more collosal mess ups this time around."

I didn't know if I would say I wanted that too.

I didn't know if at this point I didn't really care about Evans and I was just trying to save my hide.

"Well, he could still use the team's pr department."

" That would be the beginning of the end for him." He drank his tea, not saying anything more.

He was right.

The team's pr department wouldn't tolerate Evans as much as I could.

I had been the one holding him up. Polishing his image so well that the coach saw good need of him.

And now that I was out of the picture, Evans would be in big trouble if he kept messing up and throwing caution into the wind.

"What do you want?" He asked when he dropped the cup.

It was now.

It was now ...or never.

"Evans says I won't be able to work with the other team players, most especially you. I want to prove him wrong," I said.

" I think I am good with the department." He sipped again.

" You'd be really stupid to throw away this opportunity. I don't need to introduce myself to you."

" Of course. I know exactly who you are. And that you are the best there is." He stood. " But what if what I want from you is more than what you are offering?"

I frowned. " I ...I don't get."

He took a few steps towards me, but I didn't back down.

I stared into those hot, fierce blue eyes, as he ran his gloved fingers along my face. The rubber smell coaxed my nostrils, as it chaffed against my jaw.

My heart was racing, my breathing ragged.

"I am going to claim you for myself Dahlia. All of you. Your work, your body, your mind. I want to possess everything. I want to be in every part of your life, your body. And I will penetrate deeply ...starting now."

My tongue dried with nervous excitement.

Something throbbed viciously down below and I clenched my thighs together.

But despite the jelly like feeling in my stomach and the energy all over my body, I was mad.

I clenched my fists.

I thought to slap him, but decided against it.

He saw it on my face but remained cool.

Calm. Confident, his blue eyes blazing like there was nothing in the world he wanted more than what he had just stated.

I took a deep breath to calm down, not because I was angry. No that was a mask to hide how I was genuinely feeling.

I truly wanted to calm down because I was looking at intoxicating alcohol right now in human flesh.

I wiggled out from his reach and turned to leave, taking a few steps when I stopped.

I needed answers.

It didn't feel right to just leave like that.

I turned back to him.

" You've always hated me. You've never wanted me. You'd see me and scowl or even growl. Why this?"

" Haven't you read the Laws of Power?" He put off his black gloves, going back to place them on the furnished table." When there's something you desire but don't have, the only way to peace of mind ....is despising it."

He ..he had desired me all these while?

I found it impossible to believe.

Oh gods!.

My clit was throbbing.

My panties were soaked.

I took in deep breaths to calm my heart that was racing, not out of fear but out of emotions i couldn't understand. I was in close proximity with this Greek god and I was forgetting how to breathe properly. My stomach was turning jelly with thoughts of what this hot guy that was hockey captain could do to me.

I couldn't deny the things he could do to women.

The way he handled them within the four walls of this room.

Rumors always traveled.

It made the area between my legs moisten and my pussy throb.

"I ..I am Evan's girlfriend."

" Was .." he growled. " Unless you like eating out of the trash."

He cupped my chin. " Let me help you make a decision then. If I count to ten and you are still here ... you become mine Dahlia. Mine and mine alone. No limits ...no boundaries. No faking shit."