Dark Desires

The hotel, was to say the least...amazing.

The was a slight purple hue to the large room. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling in all different colors and sizes, it was all simply breath-taking.

Derek's arm was clasped tightly around my waist, as we made rounds talking up people and greeting everyone that came up and approached us, Derek seemed in deep thought.

"Hey." I tugged on his cuff and he looked down at me. I frowned, he seemed in deep thought. After we had seen Adam and he mentioned Christian Ruxin, Derek completely closed up, he barely responded when he was asked how training for football season was going.

"Yes, Mistress?" I froze. What the hell was he thinking, his eyes widened when he realized what he said.

"Derek!" I hissed, tugging his collar lightly so that he would have to bend down. To any other person we would look like a loving couple wrapped up in an embrace, rather a Dominant whisper-shouting at their submissive.

"Shit, I'm sorry Emilia!" He quickly said, he still looked a little out of it.

"What's going on? Don't tell me it's nothing either Derek, tell me the truth." Derek sighed and pulled me into his arms, I stiffened but then I looked around, almost forgetting that we were in front of hundreds of others guests.

Derek ran his hands through my hair and kissed my head. I didn't understand this; he knew I hated public displays of affection, yet he did it anyways. I was tired and I didn't want to be here. Him touching me was the absolute last thing I needed right now.

"Derek, stop!" I hissed into his chest. His hand stilled automatically, I stepped out of his embrace and leveled my breathing. My phase of control was slowly slipping, I went though phases. Sometimes it went on for months, which would be when I needed a submissive. There were other times where everything got to be too much, and that would be when I needed to give up that control.

That was when I went to Bryan.

"Now, I'm going to the bar, go and talk to your football coach then go and-actually you know what? Go and do anything. I need a fucking drink." I muttered, raking my hands though my hair in frustration. Without waiting for Derek to reply or giving him a second glace, I made my way to the bar, which was situated on the other side of the large dining hall. It was a lot quieter, with mostly staff cleaning glasses and puttering around.

Maybe I was one my period or something, but I was close to snapping. I was so sexually frustrated it was beginning to hurt. Once I situated myself on a stool, I ordered a scotch. I needed something strong. Maybe I was being too hard on Derek, but he was pushing my limits.

Then it hit me. Our contract was up in a week, that was why he was suddenly acting like this. He was worried I wouldn't want to continue it, and didn't. I was tired of being in control. I needed something new, this was beginning to become tiresome.

"Emilia!" I heard a woman's voice, I looked up form my scotch and saw Olivia, an old friend...and lover.

"Olivia?'' I questioned. She looked absolutely amazing in a Grecian style white floor-length dress, with gold bracelets and gold sky high heels.

Olivia chuckled, her brown eyes twinkling with humor and happiness. Olivia and I met when we did a photo-shoot together when I was twenty-one, three years ago.

"You look stunning!" She said excitedly, kissing me on the cheek. My relationship with Olivia was complicated, as most were. We had been friends, and we had experimented sexually with each other. I was already half drunk, and after she pushed her heavy breasts against me, i whispered into her ear, "Bathroom?''

She nodded eagerly.

"What's wrong babe?" She muttered breathlessly once we were locked in a stall. I didn't respond at first, my focus was on removing her dress. Once she was completely naked, I plunged one finger into her and she let out a loud moan of pleasure.

"Derek." I said, my voice muffled as I spoke against her breasts.

"Fuck!" She groaned when I bit down harshly. After that there was no more talking. She pushed me so that my back was pressed up against the stall wall, before pulling my dress down. My breasts popped out and she groaned again, lowering herself down so that she was face to face with my chest . She latched around a nipple, suckling like a baby, while keeping eye contact with me. My hands twisted themselves into her hair, and I pushed her face against my breast when she bit down onto the flesh of one plump breast.

"Oh my god." I moaned, she reluctantly released my nipple and disappeared under my dress.

****

When we were done fixing our dresses, we made our way back to the bar. Olivia was quiet, she said nothing and it was awkward to say the least. It had been a while since I had been with a woman, and I wasn't sure at all why I did it.

Once we had been seated at our appropriate and assigned seats, we listened to multiple speeches I was glad for the distraction as even though I was sitting right next to Derek, I couldn't bear to look at him.

"And finally to owner of Truscott Accounts...Christian Ruxin!" Adam said as he called to the owner of the account. Once his name was called the five-hundred people in the auditorium and stood to their feet and began clapping and cheering, something I understand until I got a good look at him.

A man well over six-foot walked up onto the stage once the audience had quieted down, he was tall and well muscled, his suit fitted over a strong, masculine body. Dark curls covered his head, tousled and thick. With a strong jaw that hinted at slight stubble and piercing blue-grey eyes, he had to be the most attractive man I had ever laid eyes on.

"Thank you." He said, speaking into the mike. Oh My God.

A voice that sexy should be illegal, husky and deep. One hundred percent masculine.

"I look forward to working with everyone at Rein Industries, and I am confident in my desision to partner up with such a fantastic firm. To new beginnings!" With a glass of champagne in his hand, he raised it to the audience and walked off the stage.

The applause was even louder this time, and his second standing ovation of the night.

"Thank you Mr. Ruxin! And now, please enjoy your dinner everyone!" Adam said as everyone calmed down and moved to their assigned tables.

Dinner began as a quiet affair, will small plates of food brought to our table. There was a broad range of different types of food, everything looking delicious. My stomach growled softly.

Adam was at our table, along with a stunning blond, and older man and an older woman. They were all extremely good looking. Once everyone was seated, I noticed that there was still one seat that needed to be filled, but I chose not to comment.

"So Emilia, meet Matthew and Darcy Ruxin." Adam said as he gestured to the older couple.

Ruxin, huh, must me Christians parents.

"Nice to meet you." I said automatically.

The man-Matthew- smiled at me and the woman, Darcy, gave me a bright grin, showing off her pearly whites.

As the food was served we talked about mundane, unimportant things, mostly business, and I wondered who the empty chair belonged to, since the name card was facing away from me.

My question had been answered, when I saw Christian Ruxin walk up to the older couple and give the older woman, clearly his mother, a kiss on the cheek.

"I'm sorry I'm late...I was dealing with a...rowdy guest." He said, sitting down across from me. Even from here I could smell his cologne, he smelt so good, so masculine and potent.

"Who was it?" The blond whose presence I had actually forgotten said, placing her arm on his in a possessive maneuver when she noticed I was probably staring.

I fought a smirk when I noticed him lightly remove her hand from his arm. All thoughts of her vanished when his exquisite gaze met mine, and my breathe caught. He was so perfect it was insane. His full lips curved into a grin when I smiled coolly at him, taking a sip of my red wine.

"Hello Emila." He said, his gorgeous blue-gray raking over me slowly.

How did he know my name?

Not missing a beat I smiled at him.

"Christian, hello." I said.

His parents were talking quietly among themselves. The blond next to Christian was glaring at me, her glare turned deadly when I smirked at her.

"I'm Ashlyn , his date. " The blonde-Ashlyn- said, when there was an uncomfortable silence.

"Nice to meet you." I smiled at her, she was stunning, there was no denying that, she was slim and probably had a good four inches on me.

Once the main course of lobster pasta with muscles, shrimp in a white garlic sauce, served with a salad and fresh baked Italian bread, everyone was focused on their meal. Christian and Adam were talking about the updating of the offices downtown,

I was so caught up in watching them that I didn't feel another presence behind to me until a large rough hand was slipped around my waist.

"Emilia?" A rough voice sounded in my ear.

I turned around, looking up from my seat into Bryan dark gaze.