DESIRE'S & FATE

Chapter 19

HAPPY READING

Ryon Pov

I stepped out of my Bugatti and pressed the key to lock the doors. I walked into the building with my security hot on my tail as I entered Menture Enterprise. I didn't miss the immediate attention I received too from the wandering eyes of women and men moving around to their various destinations. It wasn't new to me, I was used to the attention whenever I went about. Women never seized to get enough of my powerful, lean muscles and the authority with which I carry myself. I didn't mind all the heads turning my way, but I couldn't stand the way they couldn't help themselves tearing me apart like a piece of meat.

All the eyes on me were nothing compared to Sibel's eyes on me. That woman stared through to my soul as least it felt that way.

I moved across the floor and greeted the receptionist with a Curt nod to her greetings and walked over to the elevator. As I board the lift, Reyon entered behind me from the opposite direction. He whistled and hit the pad to his floor.

"How was your weekend," he asked, and I smiled.

"Who lit your candles," he asked, turning back to face me. "I've never seen you glow," he said, and I sucked my teeth followed by a chuckle.

"Only women glow," I said, and he chuckled.

"Not today, brother." he slapped my arm, and I shook my head. "It was that good," he egged, but I didn't say a word.

"How was your weekend?" I asked trying to change the topic, but he wasn't having it.

"This is not about me," he said as the lift stopped, and I walked past him, thankful the elevator stopped and doors opened just in time.

"Where are you going," I turned back to him following me. "You thought I was just going to keep going to my floor and get into my office without the details? Think again," he said.

"Mr. Menture, sir," my secretary greeted me with a smile as we walked into my office.

"Good morning, Lillian," I nodded, and she gave another smile before sitting back at her desk.

"Don't you have work to get done?"

"Not before I talked to my brother," he smirked and took his seat opposite my desk. "Please make yourself comfortable," I said with much sarcasm, but it didn't faze him. "Don't mind if I do," he said, getting comfortable in his seat, and I rolled my eyes.

Then I gave him a very brief recount of my weekend. However, the more and more I'd gotten to know all the secret corners of her body, the more I had become obsessed, and I couldn't decide which part of her I loved more. I couldn't stop reaching out to her and the way she let it consume her with every tremble was everything to me. Every encounter was beyond s*x yet I couldn't explain, or describe the feelings like heavy waves inside of me. There were no words.

"You're quiet," I said as she packed away the last of the dishes, insisting she should do the dishes after I did an amazing job on breakfast.

"I was thinking," she said as I took her hand walking back into the sitting room.

"About?" I asked, watching her. She looked concerned.

"Nothing and everything," she said.

"Is this about Fiona? or what we did? I'm sorry I shouldn't have..."

"Oh no," she shook her head. "Nothing like that, and I had a lovely time last night, and when you woke me... I'm not even thinking about Fiona at this minute."

"So then why do you look concerned," I asked, lacing our fingers.

"I was just thinking about my trip..."

"Trip?" I cut her off.

"Well, before you and I... Kay and I planned a trip to the Caribbean three countries before we ventured into the world of work."

"For how long?"

"Three weeks."

"I see. Is that what you're worried about?"

"Yes. Now that we're together... I can't... not go. If you understand."

"I understand but can't say I like it. but I'm not going to stop you. It's a great experience, and I had the privilege of enjoying myself." I smiled at the way she looked down at her hand in mine.

"Thank you," she smiled.

"I'm going to miss you," I kissed her knuckles.

"I will miss you more," she said.

"There are a few details I need to fill you in on," and I proceeded to give her the details, dress code time, and date of dinner with the family, the charity gala, and Dynasty opening.

"That is a lot but durable. I will mark the date in my calendar, and you know what that means."

"No, what does it mean?"

"New shoes," she let go of my hand and clapped, throwing back.

"Is that all you women think about, shoes?"

"Don't even start with me," she gave a mock scowl, and I laughed, knowing I shouldn't touch that topic. I watched her roll her eyes, and before she could say anything else, I closed the gap between us and snatched her into my arms.

"Leave me alone," she muttered, but there was a smile on her lips.

"It was not going to happen," I said, grabbing her by the waist before pulling her onto my lap. Sibel gasped, followed by a fit of giggles.

"Hey..." she said softly, and I connected our lips in a fiery kiss, and she kissed me right back. I moved my hand to the back of her neck with butterfly touches and held her in place while I devoured her lips. I shuddered when I felt her tongue enter my mouth, and I groaned with the swirl in the pit of my stomach, and she snatched back every bit of air I kissed out of her.

I felt the heat stirring in my loins again, and I couldn't get enough, then she shivered.

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It was a perfect afternoon, the sun was high in the sky, Sibel was stretched out between my legs on the terrace, and we had two large glasses of cool passionfruit and mango juice. We'd been out here a couple of hours just enjoying the cool breeze and each other presence.

"I could lay here forever and just be in your arms," she said, and I chuckled because I thought the same thing a moment ago.

"But I'm hungry," she said after a few minutes.

"Let me know the minutes you never are," I chuckled, and she slapped my chest.

"Owww."

"You aren't going to feed me, "she said.

"I will do more than that," I said, and she giggled.

"Let me get my phone, I will order out," I said.

"No," she said, staying still. "We can cook together and you can show me those skills you were talking about earlier," she smirked.

"Okay, we're going to cook," I said, and she clapped excitedly. "This is a great opportunity for us to coordinate and enjoy," she said I never had the opportunity of dating and enjoying a woman's company this way, and seeing this side of things I can honestly say I understood what my brothers fought for.

"I think we coordinate perfectly. Last night showed you nothing," I smirked, and she blushed. "Don't get shy on me now," I said when she hides her face.

"Come with me, let's cook," I said, lifting my leg and standing to my feet off the lounger. I took her hands and helped her up to her feet.

She led the way, and I followed, watching the way her hip switched as she walked in front of me.

"What are we going to make?" I asked, and she turned back towards me hands on her hips. "How about we see what you have in the fridge."

"There's steak, pork, and shrimp, and have a few potatoes, I have pasta and rice," I said.

"Any flour?"

"I think a few cups," I answered.

"Good, we can make a steak bowl with fried rice and potatoes and a few custard pies mini cup. Is that alright master chef?" she teased, and I chuckled.

"Of course," I said, taking her hand and walking us back to the kitchen. "We can eat out here. It's perfect out there," she said, and I smiled, knowing it was my favorite area in my condo.

"I wanted to add a few shrimp," I added, and she nodded. I went straight to the fridge and took out all the ingredients the minute we entered the kitchen.

"You start on the vegetables and I got the meat," I said, placing the green, red, and yellow peppers in the kitchen sink along with scallion, parsley, and carrots. "I will also mix the custard after," she said, and we set straight to work.

Half through Sibel had set the pie in the oven, and I was seasoning the rice, adding the vegetables as well. Sibel leaned on the counter and watched my every move. She then moved to the cutting board and began slicking the tender steak into thin slices. I stood closely behind her, pushing up on her and kissing wherever there was exposed skin on her neck and shoulder.

"Ryon stop," she whined. "We're cooking," she breathed out. "And then we have to eat after that," she swallowed.

"I could eat you," I whispered, kissing just beneath her ears. She looked so good cooking, I couldn't help myself.

"Please do." She spoke out of breath but tried to stay focused. "I... I mean, later, sir," she said, making my shaft twitch on her behind.

Stepping back, I tried to stay focused on my task, but she was making it very hard for me.

No, sooner I plated our food and we were seated out on the terrace with two glasses of wine as the sun came down.

"I like this," she said taking a sip of her wine.

"It's Chardonnay, it's very nice."

We didn't speak for a while, just sipped and eat and enjoyed each other presence and meal.

"Ryon," she spoke up.

"What's next for us? You think we're going to stay together forever," she asked nervously and I wondered where that came from.

"Right this minute I cannot say what's next... but I will say I want you for a very long time. You're the person I love waking up next to. The person I want looking back at me every day. The woman I want in my house so I can come home to you. Sibel, I never wanted that before and as long as you want me the more I want you," I said honestly taking her hand and leaning over the table to kiss her fingers.

"I like that very much and this feeling I get when I'm with you I want that forever. I knew I found my one, my person in you and I don't want anyone else, just you..." she said.

"I love you, baby," I said heart warm at her words. And I couldn't describe the feeling of being that special to her. "I love you too Ryon."

I stare at her... filled and then she said the words I'd been waiting for.

"You can kiss on me now," she said, and I was over that table picking her up, making her squeal as I walked us to my bedroom.

In a flash my mouth was all over her, from her lips to her neck to her breast, stripping her out of the clothes she had on. I didn't want to be gentle but knowing it was mere hours I took her virginity I had to but it wasn't long before she was begging me to f**k her long and good.

"Please," she inhaled and exhale out.

I gladly obliged, picking her up and carrying her to my bed after ripping off my jogger.

"Ryon," she moaned and I groaned as she opened her legs welcoming my frenzied thrusts as our bodies moved in unison under the warm glow of the sun setting, cascading through my opened view.

"Look at me, I love you, Sibel," I cried shuddering my release inside her. Waves rolled over me, through me, and sweep me away. The exquisite contraction of her around me, feeling every grip was mind-blowing and a hoarse cry spilled out of my lips with the ferocious orgasm that tore through me and I forget to breathe.

"And I, you," she whispered holding me close to her through my climax. I couldn't finish without her so I moved down her body and took her clit into my mouth and sucked.

"Ryon," she sobbed, fingers tangled in my hair.

I looked up at her through my lashes and God she was exquisite. I would do anything to see that expression on her face as I pleasure her. It was clear she was clitorial with the way her hip bucked and her legs wrapped around my head and I was hard again.

I slipped my hard member into her wetness and increased my tempo as I worked her nub with my fingers.

"Ryon," she sobbed. "Please... baby," she whined. Eyes closed tightly Sibel came with a hoarse cry of my name her entire body convulsed in fierce tremors curling her toes tightly.

It was all it took for ropes and ropes of c*m to spill from my c**k when I slipped it from inside her onto her stomach wetly hard. My head fall back in ecstasy as everything in me focused on the pleasure that was ripping through me and I shake with the intensity of my release trying to regain a portion of my senses.

But ropes of c*m kept spewing onto her stomach. "What are you doing to me baby," I breathe out watching the purple head of my weapon vein and throb with each squirt.

"Come here baby," she said the endearment rolling off her tongue as she pulled me into her arms and held me there.

"I'm never leaving you, baby," I said and she giggled. "I love you too," she said and silence reigned supreme as we lay sated in our c*m.

"Yuck, we need to shower," she said after a while and I chuckled. She be working the s**t out of me.

"How about a soak," I said and she nodded.

I got into the tub and helped her in after it filled. We both signed contentedly and leaned up against each other well satisfied.

Reyon was long gone from my office and I couldn't focus much on anything remembering my weekend with my girlfriend. All these feelings and waves in my stomach were a surprise to me.

"Sir," Lillian knock twice before entering my office.

"Yes," I answered turning back to my desk.

"Your father and brothers are in the conference room."

"I wasn't aware I was meeting my father today." What is he doing here?

"Sir, it's on your itinerary for the day," she said and then I remember I hadn't taken a look at it all day.

"Okay, I'll be there," I said looking at my time.

"Lillian," I called before she walked out of my office. "Have flowers sent to Sibel. On the card I want... I'm thinking about you," I said.

"Sir the usual roses are sent on Thursday," she said and I frown at her.

"I want them send today! and Thursday," I said and she nodded. "Right away sir," she said I picked up the file I didn't get a chance to go through and my itinerary making a note of my day as I walked to the conference room at 10:30 on the dot.

I walked into the room to everyone seated and took my seat next to Reign. "Did you read the file," he said and I shook my head.

"What are you doing here," I asked.

"Son," dad began. "I know this is a bit of a surprise but since you're not married I think you should be the one to be tasked with our new venture."

”What are you talking about," I asked.

"How irresponsible to show up at a meeting unprepared. What were you doing all morning?"

I'm certain he doesn't want to know that but to clear the confusion I opened the file in front of me and my eyes almost popped.

"You can't be serious? I'm not reading this correctly." I closed my eyes and held the bridge of my nose.

"Son, it's hard for me to say this but it was a long time coming. He doesn't have a son and in the future he wants his company run by a man."

"What makes him think his daughter isn't incapable of doing so? Delsa is doing a fantastic job here and she isn't a business major."

"I forgot all about his proposal because we sighed that contract years ago. It was the only way to secure the capital I needed when I had used every last cent your mother and I had accumulated in the building of my empire."

”So you signed a contract for your son to a stranger. For your son to be auctioned off like a piece of furniture. incredulous, you never fail to amaze me."

"I thought as the years goes by when his wife did get pregnant eventually he was going to have his son at last but he had a daughter instead."

"How sweet..." I said.

"Just hear him out," Reyon said.

"Sorry to disappoint but I'm dating someone and it with prospects."

"Then end it before it gets to this prospect you speak of."

"Father, you must be crazy if you think I'm going to throw my life aside like the 1800s. I've made promises I cannot go back on. My word is all I have and I'm not about to go back on it."

"I'm not demanding you do so, I'm just asking you to honor the contract because it is legally binding."

"You two in favor of this," I asked incredulously at my brothers.

"Reyon and I are married and since the contract is binding..."

"The f**k, you two," I asked breathing heavily and can't believe my ears. I pushed out of my chair. I supported my brother in every aspect of their life. "I suppose if I were married then this wouldn't be an issue."

"It's not like that," Reyon said.

The chair fell back and I stared at the three men in the room like they grew horns out of their f*****g heads.

"Tell me what's it like then," I asked lividly.

"I didn't just make this up Ryon. It's been in my cabin for decades but now he wants his end of the bargain."

"You're f*****g kidding me," I said feeling as if someone fisted my heart and squeezed it dead.

"Language," Dad said and the room spun around me.

"You're not making this decision for me," I said.

"It's already done, the contract has been signed," he said.

Fuck my life...