Chapter 139 Chapter 139

Chapter 139 Chapter 139


ROMAN'S POV

Oh fuck, I missed this.

'I fucking missed this!' were my exact thoughts as I grabbed hold of her waist entirely, pulling her rock solid against my knee. My other hand trapping her in as I left her waist to encircle her thigh, then gripped that lace panty she had on.

So hot...she was so fucking hot, so real and got fire burning in my veins!

Things were getting senseless and didn't bother until that interruption came.

Jordan.

Fucking cock blocker!

"Oh my God!" She gasped as she pushed me away. Pulled my hand from underneath her heat, shutting those thighs close instantly. Words of protest already about to leave my lips when-

"The car's ready, boss. A cab's waiting too." His voice came again, reminding me he was still there. As though wanting to force my mind back to reason.

I stilled.

Stood still with every fucking restraining nerves in my blood. It took everything not to grab her and kiss those lips again. To hold that body, feel her pressed up close against, gasping and moaning silently as I touched her.

I wanted it. I wanted to do it, to resume, continue so bad. I wanted her!

More than I'd ever wanted anybody. And that was saying a lot because... I'd been with lots of women. Way before Lana, after her, Alina. I'd been with several women, wanted several women but!

But.

Not one need that I'd felt... could match this.

She was driving crazy, and she was just standing there. Blinking wide eyed and fixing her already fixed clothes.

I wouldn't stand here looking if she was not properly dressed. I wouldn't have Jordan stealing even a single glance at her.

"Excuse me!" She finally voiced, grabbing her purse. Hurrying out. Running. Going away from me. Again.

"Wait," I wanted to say, my hand already stretched out. But last minute, I held myself. Held my fucking self cause...what I wanted, this place wasn't the right place for it.

We needed a different location.

So I let her go. Watching as she dashed out into the rain, racing carefully, her tits bouncing up and down ever so softly, a button open there at her blouse. Droplets of rain trickling in, staining her clothes, her blouse, fucking sexy skirt.

In mere minutes they all glued to her like a second skin. The damn shaped goddess underneath that all black outfit, just revealing itself.

She didn't glance back at me though. Not once.

She never does anyway. That's what makes it so special. Made her so special.

She never turns back.

Never.

My stubborn little slut.

My brown eyes.

"Boss," Jordan called as we watched the cab roll away, a satisfactory tug at my lips. I didn't respond to him. Didn't do nothing, just-

"Take care of the security footage." I said to him, leaving. "Anyone else in the building as well."

"Yes boss." We stepped out into the rain, the car just two steps away. An umbrella above us to hold it off. Then within moments, we left the location.

Heading to Oxygen. Home. Wherever, I didn't care.

I'd already pulled out my phone, punching in those numbers and sending out a text.

"This is just the beginning, Alina. You're not getting away from me."



The rest of the day, I waited for a response. A reaction. The whole night and then the following morning as I prepared to head back to the office.

But I still got nothing.

She didn't respond to my texts, but she did read them. I knew she did.

But whatever the case, I sure wasn't hanging around until I got a confirmation. I was going to go to her. Get it out of her.