NO CONTROL
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SLOANE
My breath hitched as I heard him say those words.
“ welcome to hell, Ms. Traitor “
What did he mean by that-
Before I could even think about it, he tightened the thin straps of my dress behind my waist making my bare back hit his chest.
A gasp escaped my lips and my hand shot up to my chest feeling my breasts aching from the tightness but he pushed me away and I turned around, stumbling backwards.
My gaze met his once again and I could see his grey eyes…… burning. He looked mad, hella mad. What was wrong with this man ? Did the meeting go wrong- did my brother won the deal-
He took a step forward and I watched his fists clenched in anger making me step back in fear. He did not just look mad, he was fuming in anger and I had to escape. I tried to walk past him but he blocked my way and towered me with his tall and huge body making me feel so timid and scared.
“ w-what are you doing- “
A low mocking chuckle escaped his throat which sent chills down my spine.
“ I am doing exactly what you did last night “
Last night? I frowned at his words. We have never met each other but what did I do last- my eyes widened in horror as I realized what he was referring to.
Damon Santiago was known to be a man who never lets any female near him. He hates them. Maybe a bad past but- me- we-
“ Now you remember. Never thought the females of Lantsov would be this low- “
“ do not “
I warned him. Something inside of me burned as I glared at him more like warning him to complete those words. What did he even think of himself?
“ I did not know it was you- “
“ you f*****g wh- “
I looked at him in disbelief as he growled. He was way angrier and fuming than I imagined.
“ I was drunk “
I stated and looked at him trying to explain. I did not want him to think that being his enemies, I was taking advantage of him prior to the business deal but he was thinking exactly that.
“ You were drunk. It happened and no one f*****g needs to know “
I made it clear. My nails digging at the heel of my palm As he stopped for a second. His grey eyes staring at me trying to find out if it was the truth or not when suddenly…… someone tried to enter in the bathroom but the door was locked so they could not.
My eyes widened as I realized that he had freaking locked the door and if he went out or someone saw me going out after him- our reputation was on f*****g stake. I looked at him with wide eyes and he seemed to not care.
He turned around to open the door when I quickly held his arm, pulling him to stop and he looked at me. His eyes more redder than ever and before he could shout- I tiptoed and grabbed the back of his neck, smashing my lips on his.
This was what came to my mind.
If I did not do this, he was going to shout and attract unwanting attention. I knew he was gonna be damn mad about it but to my surprise…… I felt his arms wrapping around my waist.
He did not pull away which was a big shock after whatever he had just said to me.
I felt him pushing me against the wall as the coolness of wall sent goosebumps all over my body. My body seemed to heat up with the way his body pressed against mine.
My hands moved up to his arms and gripped them tightly as he tilted his head, kissing me like some hungry beast. It came out so aggressive yet so passionate making my body tremble.
He pulled my body closer than ever, his hand moving towards my the back of my head and grip my hair in a gentle yet a little firm fist making me gasp. His other hand moving down to my bare leg and he pulled my leg up, kissing me like someone experienced.
He did not seem like a man who stayed away from girls but He was thirty years old. Of course, he was way more experienced than I was.
All of a sudden, the realization of me kissing my brother’s enemy hit me and I gasped, turning my head away and he seemed to take in the point and stopped. I could feel his hard raving breath on my face and the feeling of closeness made me feel tingles in between my legs.
He looked at my face as if realizing what he just did and backed away.
Shit!
Hr cursed and rubbed his face with his both palms and I panted, my chest heaving up and down as I watched him. The people on the door must have had left as there was no noise coming.
“ why the f**k did you kiss me!? “
He shouted and slammed his palm against the wall making me jump. Was this man bipolar. One minute he was kissing me and the next, he is shouting at me for kissing him.
“ YOU- “
I slowly placed my hand on his chest and looked at him concerned.
“ relax “
I whispered softly and looked at him in genuine concern. He was being so mad and I did not like it at all. I watched as his chest relaxed, slowly his breathing getting normal.
His jaw clenched and his gaze still on me but there was complete silence between us. My cheeks flushed at the closeness between us and his rough touches made me think of places he would touch me so roughly making me go wild.
My heart thumped as I pushed away the wild thoughts. Scolding myself that this was not a place to let my bold side come out.
A small smirk appeared on my lips as somewhere I was aware of his situation. I slowly stepped forward as my palm rested on his chest and my chest slowly brushed against his broad chest.
He watched me intensely, his hairs messed up as he took heavy breaths.
“ sometimes its good to lose control, Mr. Santiago “
I stepped back and looked at myself in the mirror before adjusting my hairs and walking out of the restroom leaving him confused.
It’s good to …… lose control and f**k! I was losing my control over me.
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