Kal's POV; When Bells steps into the arena, we are meant to have dinner; I already feel her presence even if I am backing her and looking out to the vast beach before me as the sun sets over the horizon. She greets me with her subtle lavender fragrance and the clink of her heels against the stone floor, and when I turn, I am blown away by how beautiful she looks in her dress. It hugs her curves and is starting to drive me mad. Bells have a way of making me feel like we are meeting for the first time over and over again. Noticing the look of subtle surprise on her face, I know that she is feeling the same way I am feeling. "You look breathtaking as hell, Bells." I compliment, meaning it. She took my breath away the moment I set eyes on her, and I just have to admit it out loud. Nodding, she sets her purse on the fancy table we were going to have our meal before taking her seat. "Nice choice of restaurant." I hear what she says, and I have an idea that she mutters
Taleela's POV; "Come here," He says in a husky tone and pulls me by the wrist, flush against his chest. I am fully aware of his breath against the back of my ear as my behind comes in contact with him. His teeth grazes my ear and I close my eyes and sigh, trying hard to stand with all firmness. My legs are shaky. When his hand wraps around my waist, a soft sigh escapes my throat. He knows that he has a great effect on me and he is using it to his own advantage. I have just finished stripping for him and somehow, I am in his arms. I had done it all on purpose, dancing extremely close to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and grinding closely against him. I feel him stiffen against me at first before he slowly moves along with me. I guide him on how to hold me while I maneuver my body slowly around him, placing my lips against his sensitive spots. Somehow, we are standing before the strip table and as soon as the song ends, he bends me over and from behind and he
Kal's POV; Bells phone is ringing, but she is not picking my calls and this is getting me bothered and pissed as hell. Ever since she walked out of the restaurant fuming yesterday evening, I have been calling and texting her, hoping she would pick up and tell me why she decided to leave in such a manner. To be honest, I was embarrassed yesterday. The waiter even looked sorry as I tossed my credit card at him and paid for the untouched food. The amount I spent on the meal isn't my problem at all. It was the manner with which she had left and as I pace about in my office, I keep on calling her number and hoping she picks up. When I got home last night, my parents were home. It was a thing of surprise. I spent little time with them because I was angry and unsettled. Even my mother who had been away for close to three months was bothered but I told her not to worry. As soon I woke up, I tried her number again and dropped her a text, asking why she was ignoring my calls.
Taleela's POV Tonight, the strip club is filled with people, owing to the fact that it is a weekend. Susan won't be coming today and that's because she's having a late night date with her new love interest. I am alone with no one to talk to while I wait for my regular patrons to walk up to me or go to the table to dance. The whole arena is booming with loud music and at different tables, strippers are performing for interested customers. As I sit alone at one of the lounges, I am taken back to yesterday's evening. Our date was going quite fine till Kal began to speak ill of BSL and I kind of regret my reaction now. If Kal was smart enough, my reaction yesterday would increase his curiosity. He was definitely going to notice that something fishy was up. As I walked out of the restaurant, I called Susan and asked her to pick me up from the restaurant. When she arrived, she was staring at me with a strange look and seeing that I was visibly angry, she did not ask me any
Kal's POV Throughout today, I am not able to concentrate. Everyone has received the end of my anger and I have fired two of my employees. Even Achilles is avoiding me. Allegra came over to see me today, but I asked my secretary not to let her in with the excuse that I am in a conference meeting. She called, but I didn't pick up, sending her call straight to voicemail. My mother calls later in the day. She's heading out with my father for a dinner date with friends later in the evening. I tell her that it's fine. I wouldn't be home early anyways. No matter how hard I try not to call Bells, my mind goes back to her and without thinking, my finger taps on her contact. I have ringed her twice but she doesn't pick. When I can't take it anymore, I groan and shut down my system. She's not worth it. I am definitely lying to myself about that. For her to be on my mind all day long, she's definitely more than worth it. I pick up my phone, deciding to dial Susan's numb
Taleela's POV"I've wanted to do this for so long, ómorfi gynaíka." He voices out in Greek.That is when I feel something snap. What am I doing? Why am I letting this particular man do all these to me? It doesn't feel right in any way. Nothing with him does. So, I push him away from me and slip down the counter, my feet landing on the hard ground.Kal has a look of surprise in his eyes, and his stance speaks volumes of it all."Why did you suddenly push me away?" He asks, looking genuinely confused.I make sure I am a few meters away from him before I give him a reply. My arms are folded over my chest as I do this. "Because you shouldn't be in my apartment first."His confusion deepens. "I honestly do not understand you, Bells. You fucking let me in. I didn't force you to do that in any way. What the hell are you saying?"I ignore him and go to the sink where the cup he brought down from the cabinet is sitting. I pick it up and place it beneath the faucet, rinsing and letting fresh wa
Susan's POV "Hey, you look great." I turn to look at the random stranger who is smiling at me and walking away. "Thanks!" I call after him.I look around me. It's dark already, and there's no sign of my supposed date. I take a short rundown of my whole day. I was meant to meet Achilles at this Bohemian restaurant. But I had no idea where it was located. It's got me really frustrated because I have been trying his number to no avail. Back home, Taleela advised me to ask Achilles for the address, but I was too excited to do that. I mean, bohemian restaurants are not as rampant as McDonald's or Starbucks. It'd be easy to find. When I got to the bus stop, I took a bus that dropped me at the next bus stop. Having no idea where to go or what transport to board, I decided to text Achilles, who was online. He didn't reply to my text after fifteen minutes, and I wondered why because he was online. I dropped another text asking him to respond to my text, but he didn't. So, I dial
Susan's POV I have never been to his home. The last time he offered to take me to his apartment, something came up and we just had lunch at a public place. I'm seated in his car, directly beside him as he drives. I do not want to look at him because he has been giving me side glances since he swerved out of the public parking lot. I try so hard to ignore the beautiful, definitely expensive interiors of his car and the soft music pouring out of the radio by looking out of the window into the busy night streets. Up till now, I am still doubtful of everything. I have insecurity issues and that's because of my past. I haven't had the best relationships so far so this one with Achilles, even if it has been defined, makes me really doubtful and scared. I need to be reassured and I am not getting that from him. I turn abruptly when I feel his hand close around both of my hands. That's when I realize that I've been peeling the skin around my cuticles. "Why are you so anxious?" He asks. "