“Waiting for you,” she squeaked, but to her surprise, her voice came out husky and breathess. Was that my voice? She wondered in astonishment. She never sounded like that before. Fabian stood there, staring at her wordlessly - his eyes narrowing when he saw her positioned so provocatively on his bed. While her plain white tee had relatively full coverage of her chest, hiding her cleavage, the stretchy fabric hugged her curves, leaving little room for imagination. Her wild red hair hung in waves framing her face, serving only to amplify her flushed look. She was breathing hard as if she had been exercising. Her breasts rose and fell as she peered nervously at him through her long Bambi lashes. He scanned his room, something was definitely amiss. A few of his items were out of place. What is she doing here? She didn’t even want me near her last night and now she’s waiting for me? he had to ask himself. He suspected she did more than just a wor

Amber had never been to a formal dinner before, let alone a corporate dinner. So she was understandably nervous. After the detectives left, she had less than an hour to get ready and because she brought nothing but a kimono in her backpack, she ended up with no makeup whatsoever on her face, save for a lip balm. All her life, Amber had either tied her hair up in a bun or a ponytail but these hairstyles were a no can do for formal dinners so she wore them loose instead. She did not have a strapless bra either, so in the end, she had to go braless and was only glad that the single strapped dress she wore was dark in colour. It clung to her body like second skin and the hem of the dress swirled like the ocean waves as she stepped out of Fabian’s Aston Martin. What happened next caught her by surprise for out of nowhere, reporters came rushing in with their cameras and recorders, all clamouring to see which actress or celebrity Fabian had brought for the dinner. Amber wi

Fabian looked over his shoulder for Amber. He had not seen her the whole evening, granted, he had been surrounded by his staff, many of whom were eager to butter up to him save Harry who refused to be dragged down from the stage.Where is she? He wondered. He had briefly caught a glance of her earlier at the buffet table with Lola, looking radiantly beautiful in her midnight blue dress, talking and smiling at Lola with a twinkle in her eyes. But then he had been whisked away by busty Betsy, his secretary and lanky Hanks, his IT manager. He failed to locate Amber after that.Fabian was just about to ask an exasperated Lola who was trying to stop Harry from unzipping his pants for all to see for Amber's whereabouts when he overheard two of his female staff talking about her. Unbeknownst to Fabian, they were the ones Amber met at the ladies’ room. These two had been personally hired by Liam during his time with Virtuex, much to Fabian’s disdain. He ne

Amber almost choked at his question.Quickly, she grabbed the glass of orange juice in front of her and took a huge gulp to wash down the bacon. The breakfast spread in front of her suddenly lost its appeal.Fabian looked at her, silently watching her every move.Amber feigned innocence and shrugged, “I don’t know. One minute I was standing at ballroom entrance and the next thing I knew, he pulled me to the next room.” That was true, in a way.Fabian said nothing, still looking at her, seemingly contemplating her words. Then he asked, “Did he say anything to you?”Amber shook her head in denial, “No…he…” Her words died out as she recalled his threat.“He wanted to know if I would be interested in serving him after the two months is up.” It was a big fat lie and Amber had to look down at her hands when she said it. She shuffled her feet a little, her breathing was fast and sh

Fabian stepped out of the bedroom, tucking his phone and wallet into his backpocket and caught sight of Amber standing alone in the living room. Behind her, sunlight beamed through the panelled windows, kissing her hair, giving the illusion that she was on fire – like a phoenix. A beautiful fiery phoenix. He could see her blouse clinging onto her curves, even as she looked down, playing with her fingers. He wanted nothing more than to take her there and then at that moment, but pleasure had to wait. They would have all the time tonight. Plus he intended to surprise her with a new phone, seeing how old and chipped hers was. He wondered if she had bought it from some thrift store.‘Redd?” he called out and she lifted her head to meet his gaze. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she flashed him a smile through her rose-tinted lips, “Yes?”“I’ll see you later,” he had to force himself to move away from her. He did not want to leave.She nodded at him and ga