CHAPTER 2

Their eyes went to the elevator as the doors flew open, the tension seizing for a moment between them as he removed his hands from her body and led the way.

She let out a breath which shook her whole being. She tried to move at first but her legs felt so ticklish.

He came back wound his hand around her waist and pulled her along with him, she was shaking. She was staring up at his beardy face and wondering why he was being so nice to her.

He reached for the key card when he reached his door and inserted it into the key card lock and it made a beeping sound before he reached for the knob and twisted it open.

He guided her into the entrance and she walked in, he came in after her and closed the door. "You can use the bathroom and take care of yourself. You look a mess in that dress." He said pointing at her wet clothes and she looked at herself.

She really looked messy. The lacy dress was showing off every part of her creamy skin except for the coat, she was as good as naked.

"Thank you." She said and took off the coat and his eyes which had been following her every movement all these while caught the lacy red bra she was wearing beneath her sticky wet dress. And the thin-line lacy red pants underneath.

The top side of her voluptuous breast was dancing as she shook off the coat shivering because of the cold which welcomed her body.

He gulped. He sighed and settled into the sofa trying not to look at her wet hair, wet neck, and moreover, her wet dripping dress.

This isn't what he signed up for. This is not the reason why he chose to sleep out today. His team may be looking for him by now. He reasoned as he reached for his phone to check if there were any incoming calls but there weren't.

Not even his wife was calling to know about his whereabouts. So like her. He thought sighing out and bringing his head to look in that girl's direction.

She was back in the room wearing a white robe which must've been in the bathroom, her hair was wetter than it was, and her body was in full view for him.

He swallowed hard. She was digging her hands into her hair while coming towards him and he knew that he was in trouble.

He felt his center and it was already hard and bulgy, he shifted in his seat and tried to clear his throat. "Uh…" words were hitched in his throat.

His eyes followed every of her movement until she sat down a bit far away from him. His eyes followed her legs, her red painted toenails, and more especially her neck.

She's so small and yet so attractive. He thought as he shifted his gaze to her face.

"Thank you sir for helping me out today. I really needed someone to be there for me and thanks you were there." She spoke up warmly and all he could do was just to nod his head.

"That's fine. I'm glad I could help cheer you up." He said and silence reigned between them, or maybe it wasn't silence because he could smell the rising tension between them. "Your father? You were saying something about him earlier."

"Yeah." She touched her wet hair again whipping it back to the back of her ear and looking up to stare into his eyes.

Bitch! He moaned out to himself. Can't she see that she's seducing him or isn't she aware of that? He asked himself shuffling in his seat.

"Uhm…he doesn't like me." She said forcing out a smile but he could see the sadness in her eyes. She touched her lower lips with her tongue and gave it a suck which made him stiffen in his chair.

He suddenly wanted to give her a smack for doing that. "Why doesn't he like you?" He asked and stood up strolling towards her, the more he pulled closer, the more he could feel his own body heat rising.

She was scared to have him standing in front of her like that. She was craning up her neck, exposing so much of her neck beauty to him.

He lowered and squatted down in front of her, "Why does he hate you? He must have a reason for hating you so much."

Her eyes began to get wet all over again, and the tears were streaming down her cheeks, with the pad of his thumb he grazed off the tears from her face.

"Hey…" his voice came out huskily but it was enough to get her attention to himself, she was blinking off the tears in her lashes while staring into his eyes giving him this ticklish feeling that was reaching his stomach and causing a lot of beautiful chaos in there.

"Don't cry. I'm here now. I can make you happy." He said softly trying to suppress the urge to hold her and feel out her neck.

The nape has been inviting him for a while now. "My father wishes I was never born."

"And I'm someone who loves it so much that you were born."

Her eyes dilated in warmth, "You do?" And he nodded his head while she threw her arms around him. "Thank you, sir. Thank you for saying that. I've always wanted to hear that my whole life."

And he was trying so hard not to grunt out, her soft body was pressed against his and causing his whole being to rile up. He clenched his fist and tried to push her away but no, he loved the warm smell of her body which was fresh from the bathroom.

The nape was staring right into his face.

She was breathing on him. Her slim hands were around his neck pulling him closer. "Thank you so much." She said and then let him go.

She was pouting. He could see the color on her cheeks, they'd gotten redder and he wanted to grab and chew on those cheeks of hers.