with Jerry, along with the security as we're taken into the conference room.

We're doing a contract review, before we finalize the signing and finish up the agreement.

My nerves is all over the place.

Of course this is all Lucy's fault. I don't know what is wrong with me. But I can't wait to see him and i also want to run, far, very very far away from him.

What sort of dilemma is this!

He sent me roses too. I don't know, but his reason is so flawed to me. I feel like he's a man that doesn't do roses and sappy shït. But nevertheless i still don't know him well enough to judge.

But still, what we did in that changing room can't get out of my head. I don't know what to do!

I'm so embarrassed!

I mean sure, i enjoyed it, Goddamn it felt good.

But i feel so disgusted with myself letting a half stranger do that to me. I mean I only found out his name last night.

Not to mention i asked him to play COD with me! Stupid! Completely batshît crazy stupid!

We've been here for thirty minutes, Elaine Fordster is here too. She's talking to me, my attention keeps reverting to Lucy, has i try to keep up this unethical conversation with her with my unorthodox thoughts in my head.

I'm so anxious for him to get here.

But Mr I'm so important Nikolai Udinov is late!

What a prick!

Oh God!

He's here.

I'm sweating, a nervous wreck. What is wrong with me?

I barely glance at him before looking away.

Be composed, be professional.

He's wearing a suit again, I notice that in split second I glanced at him.

As soon as he steps in here, i just felt that strong heat bolt into my body, making my lips part and my body trembling. My core trembling.

Is this magic?

Like am I spellbounded or something.

I don't bother looking at him. I need to keep ignoring him until this feeling washes away.

Good idea, dandy, wonderful, absolutely fjanstic

I can do this.

Yes I absolutely can!

I feel him drop in to the empty seat next to me.

I so can't do this!

He puts my bag on the table because it was on the seat he's occupying.

Oh God.

He smells so fücking good.

I want to jump his bones so bad.

But I don't. I pick up my ipad and the pen, and manage to take note of the few things I'd like to highlight in this meeting.

We finally start.

I'm such a mess, I can't think straight and he keeps glancing at me, brushing against my skin, making me tense, my brain freezes and my heart thudding louder than a thunder bolt during a storm.

I don't have the slightest idea how i was able to keep up with this meeting and talk.

Suddenly i feel his hand on my bare thighs.

Another nerve shoot up my body, as goosebumps stay on the trail.

What is he doing!

"Get you hands off" I hiss whisper.

"Relax Foxie" He smooth yet rough baritone calls out, and i feel my panties getting uncomfortable. "You keep tapping your feet"

"Okay, now get you hands off" I whisper again trying so hard to not shake from his touch, trying to calm my heart and remain composed.

I feel him, lean closer and I almost stop breathing "I happen to have your little corset in my possession. Makes me have wild thought of you in nothing but that fücking black corset, while i pound so hard into your püssy"

Oh my FÜCKING God!

Fücking Christ.

My panties is a mess.

I feel his hand edging up my dress, my body start shaking, my heart thudding fast. I can feel that sweet, sweet thunder bolt from his words caress my clít making me pulse

"Are you naked under this sinful dress" He whispers hotly into my ear.

My hand covers his palm on mine, which in now very close to my panties.

"Lucy stop" I squeeze hard on his palm, as I'm about to explode with need.

Sinful need, embarrassing need, explosive need, but sweet delicious need.

"Do you guys already know each other?"

We both turn our gaze to the now speculating Elaine Fordster. Her red painted lip smiling mischievously.

"No" Lucy says "No we don't"

My brows lift in momentary shock, i feel his hand move completely away from my thighs. My heart sinks right into my panties

I don't think too hard on the words yet it hit me like a speeding race car.

You're still that fourteen year old slût, to him that he loves tauting.

Not to mention, you're acting like it lately.

I close the chapter on it, holding in my stupid tears. I'll cry about it later, maybe two weeks time when my food order get mixed up and it triggers it. I always cry at the wrong time.

That hurt! That really hurt.

The meeting continues, because the world doesn't evolve around me. I pay full attention this time, expressed my concerns, agreements and disagreements. Highlight my few ideas, and we finalized.

He does too, he's actually pretty smart and I answered some of his questions he directed to me professionally. Because we don't know each other.

We both are just co partners.

The meeting is over.

Elaine thanks us, she's super sweet and humble for someone so successful.

"I'm so glad we're actualizing this. I'd love to invite you all to dinner at the D'Itcainarena Avon"

No way! Another painful company, and professional pretense with Mr Big Shot! No!

"We're so sorry to decline" I quickly say before Jerry agrees. "My schedule is full for the rest of the week. It such a pleasure meeting you, I would even love a one of one some time if you are chanced" I smile my polite dazzling smile.

That selling hypnotic smile, it works every time

"Of course. I would absolutely love that. My PA will set it up and let you know" She doesn't seem the least bit offended.

"Lovely"

We exchanged goodbyes, then we head out. I feel Lucy's hot gaze on me but I don't bother to glance at him at all

"Why did you deny that?" Jerry starts hounding me, as we take the space lifts, and ditch the elevator so Lucy's team can use it.

"I have practice tonight"

"We could have worked something out"

"Well I don't want to, now please leave me the fuvk alone"

"It's that asśbag, Nikolai isn't it. Tell me right now if we need to end this contract." He gets in my face, his blue eyes both scolding and protecting me.

"Seriously Jerry, back off. I'm fine i swear it"

He starts ranting but I don't pay attention.

We head through the back exist incase of reporters. But as soon as the door opens lights start to go off, and multiple questions.

What the heck! Who the fvuk tipped them off!

"Fûck!" I hear jerry curse, right before an explosion goes off.

Now its a concoction of ado, uproariousness and distorted hubbub.

"Fücking hell that was a mile ride launcher this kids are getting fücking worse everyday!"

The screaming continue! Emphatic profession of love, screaming questions of reporters, eye numbing lights all in harsh tornado of fracas

"The Jeep is too far!" Jerry shouts, starting to shove me inside with the security team surrounding me.

"We're going to need the helicopter, i need you to stay close!" He yells again my security almost molding to me.

I feel the crowd swamping us more, I don't think my security team can hold them off.

Out of no where a customized Wrangler Rubicon 392. Comes into view, the back door opens and it's none other than Lucy, looking absolutely calm and in control.

"Get in Foxie"

"No!"

"Get the fuck in, the helicopter will be here in twenty and this fücking monkeys are too many. You could get hurt!" Jerry is the one yelling, maneuvering me through the hefty crowd and almost hurling me in.

"Alright alright! You caveman!"

"If anything happens to her. You're dead Udinov!"

"Don't threaten me! I won't let anything happen to her" Lucy start to close the door now that I'm in.

"I'm dead serious! I don't give a fuck about who the fuck you are. Anything happens to her. You're fücking dead!"

So dramatic! So Jerry too!

He slams the door for effect!

My heart is still thudding fast from all this action. This is so sudden!

I move to the end of the leather seat to put a distance between us.

"Foxie"