Desiree's POV
Alexander hasn't called me in a week, and when I went to see my father in the hospital, my mother was happy since the hospital claimed the director would cover all costs because he used to be my father's friend. But I understand why; Alexander created this strategy to ensure that people believed what they needed to believe.
And our dirty little secrets will always be a secret.
"Yeah, when we pray and retain faith in him, good things always happen." My mother replied, her finger pointing to the sky.
"Yeah…" I gave a soft chuckle and glanced at my father, who was fast asleep and I don't have any idea when he will be awake. I miss his voice, the way he ran his business, and the fact that those days when he came to our house, he was glad to inform us that he had gained new clients. I miss those days, I'm just wondering when is going to happen again.
When I saw Alexander strolling into the hallway, "I will be right back, mom." I said as I walked out of the room.
"Alexander…"
He slowly turned to face me, his brows furrowed as if he was having a horrible day.
"What do you want?" he asked me as he continued to walk but I held his hand to stop walking. "What is wrong with you?"
"Nothing…" he said and he avoided eye contact with me.
I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I started working Monday through Friday, and I do what your secretary says; I was merely checking files and serving them coffee, and rushing outside when they needed something, but I didn't see you all week."
"So?" He sighed and gripped my arm as he walked. "Where are you taking me?"
"To the parking lot." he replied calmly, he pushed the button in the elevator that can lead us to the parking area,
"Get in the car…" he demands, I immediately do what he says.
I sighed and he slowly drove the car to leave the hospital.
"I'm going to take you somewhere..." he began to say to me. "Where?" I asked, looking at him with innocent eyes.
"To my bed..."
I was taken aback, and I gasped. It's as if it's delivering an electric jolt to my body from head to toe.
"Are you okay with that?" He said this while casting a quick glance at me. While the car is running, I prefer to glance out the window looking at how sunny today. "It's okay," I said, gulping.
"Then great…" he said.
"What you did to my father was such a great idea, thank you."
"You're not required to thank me, Desiree. You earned it. We're on the same page. I'll give you what you need if you give me what I want." He remarked.
I was just taking a big breath when his hand moved to my thighs and softly squeezed it."
I feel his warm palm on my thigh, and I look at him as he's doing it, but his eyes are fixed on the road and his face is serious. It feels like he's done this before with women, but his touch makes me want more, and he has no idea how my body reacted to his simple touch.
When we arrived at his mansion, he handed over the keys to the guards, and I observed that none of them were looking at me; they were focused on their work. Alexander seems to be forbidding them from looking at me. That strikes me as odd and abnormal behavior on his part.
"I'm going to take a shower..." He murmured when we arrived at his master bedroom and then he took off his shirt and trouser in front of me, leaving him completely naked, and my eyes lit up. My mouth is open, and I'm not sure where to gawk, but my gaze is fixed on his still-alive junior. Now I'm freaking out in silence.
He makes me feel excited yet nervous at the same time.
"Would you like to take a shower with me?" As he slowly pulled my skirt down.
"I can?" I say, biting my bottom lip and touching his chest. I ask as if I'm a moron for asking him that question. He gives a quiet giggle and kisses my brow. "Of course,"
He unbuttoned my long sleeves, and I nervously smiled at him. "You don't have to be shy with me, you make me feel good," he added.
I flinched as I stood naked in front of him, his eyes on my breast and he was pinching it.
"I've always thought of you as a sweet and innocent woman, thus this body will be mine alone." He spoke in a deep and low tone.
"I am not yours," I stated emphatically.
"Yes you are," he said, raising his eyebrow at me and pulling me as he opened the bathroom and he led me to the huge bathtub.
I embraced myself and when his hand was on my waist and he pulled me closer to him; he kissed me gently and I could taste the mint in his mouth; I arched my body when he pinned me against the wall; he stopped as he turned on the water; the bathtub was now full of red petals and bubbles.
He nibbled my earlobe, and I moaned and closed my eyes. He took me to the bathtub, and now I'm on top of him, his enormous d*ck touching my back while we're both soaked.
He kissed my lips and wiped the bubble from my face, asking, "Do you like it?"
"I prefer it this way; it's soothing." I said when I tried to lean my back against him.
"Yes, but prepare yourself later."
"I am more ready than that," I closed my eyes and smiled, knowing just what he meant.
"Yes, princess..." says the speaker. He squeezed both of my breasts and rubbed some bubbles on them.
"I adore your lovely breast; I believe it will always be my favorite part of your body." He stated this while sucking my neck. I moaned and softly stroked his d*ck, which caused him to grumble.
"Oh, sh*t." He said and he stopped my hand.
"What happened?"