she hurried out of the elevator. "Damn it! wrong floor!" she expressed, real

s right ear and rubbed it with his fingers. "What the hell?" His voice shook, but that wasn't the only thing that was shaking. He held his face with his hand and noticed his fing

his. Just thinking about it made him hard below, which got him mor

e, I have never been demeaned to that level

" he exhaled with a witty grin and picked it up. The devilish smile on his face

h Scarlett. When he got outside of the Pub,

alm exterior, he was frustrated. He was not used to people slipping away

is presence commanding the attention of the staff. "I need to see the

us looking guy in front of him got him trembling for seconds even though he had not made or showed any sign of viol

utside. His sharp eyes traced the movements of people leaving and there she was, heading straight for a car parked at the corner. Her fa

hone and took a quick photo of the screen. He straightened up, his mind already calculating his next steps. The situa

the room. People could run, but th

buildings in New York. He threw his jacket and other stuff he had in hand on his couch and immediately took off his shirt.

ssed in his suit trouser as he turned on the shower and soaked himself with c

e had when Scarlett's damp hair laced on his chest, her gentle yet racing heartbeat, the rhythm of her breathing, innocent looking dreamy eyes and her

trange girl had ignited in him. His body craved the almost familiar curve of Scarlett's body, their close contact echoing through every fiber as the recollec

h an effect on him.The fact that his body did not feel repulsive even after such a close contact with her felt so surreal. Scarlett's face superimp

stepped out of the shower, took off his shoes and damp trous

titors, Deegan. He had sent him a mess

ight beside his bed and slowly poured the wine into a glass. Then he sat o

aled a number. His tone was cool

aid, giving the number he'

wasn't the type to explain himself. The

ered to, and where I can