Chapter Four

Isadora's Pov

"I didn't get to say goodbye to you yesterday." He started with a smirk on his face as tgw waiter arrived with a bottle of champagne.

"Yeah..." I chuckled awkwardly. Immediately after you left I got busy with my father and in a moment, we had already left the event center. Moreover, I had a situation with him. I bet you saw that." I sighed.

"What situation are we talking about?" He asked as he took a sip out of his glass.

"Well, I landed a slap on Rowan Antikson's face. He was just unlucky, I mean I can't number the amount of men my father introduced me to yesterday."

" Why does he make you do that? I mean speak to all those men?"

"Oh, it's simply because he wants to marry me off before I travel back to England so he keeps arranging for me to meet up with so many of his friends. I've been to do many dates since I've returned to the United States and it turns out that the men I've been on dates with are all fucking disgusting."

We both chuckled in response. "Speaking of dates, I had one today but that was annulled. "

" How come?" He asked."Well, Rowan is dead, he was found dead minutes later after the event was over."

"Now isn't that perfect news." He said, rubbing his hands gently against each other.

"Perfect news?" I chuckled awkwardly at how odd that statement was. I mean Rowan seemed like he was trouble but you would only be grateful for his death if you had some sort of bad relationship with him, "Are you familiar with him?!" I cocked my brows following the question while wearing a smirk on my face.

I didn't want to seem defensive over his death."Oh not at all... I just think maybe he deserved that, don't you think?" Charles asked with a straight face.

The memory of Rowan from last night flashed in my head. "Er ... I guess so. It was quite gruesome. Investigations are going on to find out who murdered him."

"What a pity." Charles exhaled sarcastically.His reactions to the news of Rowan's death had me question so much. After having lunch and catching up on things it was starting to get late.

“You’ve been stealing glances at that wrist for quite a while now.” He said.“Yeah I’m just trying to be time conscious. Moreover I think I’ll have to leave now.”

I responded.“I have a problem with that.

I can drop you off.” Charles said as he searched his pockets for what I suppose is his car key.

“You don’t have to.” I said nicely with a chuckle.“I know that, but I insist.” He responded and got up from his seat.

I followed suite but standing beside him made me feel so small. He was so tall and then his muscle prints were plastered on the arm of his suite.

It was so hard to keep my eyes off his muscular chest especially since the first two buttons of his shirt were open.As we stood together in the elevator, I took the time to study his features.

He had his hands buried in his pockets while I stood beside him,his wavy jet black hair was always moisturized judging from the fact that it looked wet all the time. I always fight the urge to wrap my hands around his muscular broad shoulders.

Of course that would be very inappropriate especially when there’s no need for it. His dark brown eyes, only reflected his dark personality.

He got the car door for me and while I was getting into the car, he hurried to his seat.Charles and I did have a very unforgettable moment during the event but he never brought it up at dinner.

Without thinking twice, I popped the question to him, “What are we?”He turned to me as he withdrew his hand from the car start button. “What?”

“What are we? I mean after the thing yesterday in the closet, we never talked about it. Look, we’re both grown adults, I just don’t want a situation whereby something like sex could have a toll on our… Friendship?” I hesitated.

Truly there was no label to this situation. I just met a random guy during one of Daddy’s events and ever since then, my life has been quite colorful.

“I completely understand you.” He grabbed my hand from his seat and rubbed his thumb over my hand gently, “We both can’t resist each other—“

“I was asking because it’s seeming like a norm now.” I interrupted.

“And so what if it’s a norm?” He asked as he cupped my cheeks in his cold hands and gently pushed my hair to the back of my ear. I gently gripped his arm and rubbed it gently as I melted in his arms. I pulled in close, and he gently pulled closer to my ear and whispered, “Are you sure you want this here and now?”

The sound of his baritone sent shivers down my spine literally.The sound of his voice alone made me feel so weak and like I had forgotten how to use my body.

“Yeah, I don't mind.” I flirted back with a smile on my face.He gently caressed my thigh, slowly reaching to my clit as I parted my legs for him. The second i felt his cold hands press against my clit, I instantly quivered.

“Do you like that?” He whispered in my ears. I tried everything in my power to force a response out of my throat but the moment he slide his tongue all over my ear, it seemed as though I had lost my ability to speak.

Coupled with the sensation from massage my clit gently and licking my ears, all I could do was let out soft moans while grinding against his fingers.

“Do you want this dick ?” He whispered once more, my body vibrating in accordance to his tunes.“Yes please.” I whispered.

He took off his suits and went to the back of the car. As he unbuckled his belt, he said, “Come sit on this dick.” Without further ado, I knelt over him while he veiny thick cock as fully erect waiting to feel the tight grasp of my already wet cunt.

He carefully directed me as I slowly sat on it, letting out a long soft moan. His dick had completely filled my hole.“Ride me, baby” he order as he spanked my ass.

While I was bouncing on his dick I kept moaning “oh fuck! Charles” I muttered. At some point I didn’t have to bounce on it anymore, my legs were shaking. I knew it was already too late to ask him to stop.

He grabbed my neck as my hands were pressed against his shoulders and he began burrowing his dick inside me very fast.“Char… Charles!” I let out an even louder moan.“That’s it, I want to hear you say my name.” He groaned without stopping.

My eye grew wet with tears because his dick was a work of art, Charles himself was a work of art and each time we had sex, I never hated any part of it.He kept digging himself inside me until a phone call interrupted us. “Fuck!” I sighed.

immediately, I remembered had somewhere to be. I crawled back to the passenger’s seat and put my already wet panty back on.After he got dressed he came back to the driver’s seat and put the car in motion after kissing all over my face.

In a matter of minutes I watched him drive off after dropping me off. Once he was out of sight, I pulled my phone from my pocket and immediately returned Olivier’s call.

“Hello? Oliver why the fuck did you call me earlier?” I asked, making it obvious in my tone that I was irritated.