Merged [V.2]

03 [E]

AYLA

The maid dropped me off Into a large room with a rather old vibe to it.

I admired the room in awe as I walked towards the large California bed and sat down at the edge- and it was in fact very comfortable.

I smiled to myself and breathed in the calmness in the room. After my spiritual moment, I got up so that I could unpack.

before getting started I changed into a pair of short cotton shorts and a tank top.

I sighed and moved across the room to grab my suit case. majority of the clothes I packed were pencil skirts and blouses- typical office clothing.

I sighed and took everything out neatly. I discovered a walk in closet, it wasn't as big as mine back home but it was still quite spacious for a guest room.

An hour or two later, there was a knock at the door. I stood up from my kneeling position on the floor and went to open it.

There stood the man that has been occupying my thoughts during this whole time. The famous Vince Melbourne, who looked just a good as earlier- he was in a pair of sweatpants and a tight white shirt that clung to his muscles beautifully.

I tried not to get lost admiring his body but It was so hard, he was simply impossible not to look at.

"hello, Mr Melbourne." I finally spoke up after a minute of silence. I played with my fingers as he stared at me with his arms crosses in front of him- his muscles flexing and I couldn't stop starting at the veins along his arms and hands.

I gulped and stared directly at his chest since he was a lot taller than me- I didn't mean to make it as if I was checking him out... although I am Itching go rip his shirt off so that I can see his toned abs.

" How are you settling in?" He asked moving an inch closer towards me. I wanted to move back but I stubbornly found myself glued to my spot.

I smiled and craned my neck so that I could get a look at his face- he had the prettiest features. Beautiful baby blue eyes, big but not too big lips. His hair was light brown.

he had a stubble that gave away his age.

" good, I love the room." I answered him while smiling genuinely, not a forced one this time.

He nodded and shifted on his spot. Embarrassingly, I found my eyes trailing down his body until I reached my destination

You could see his print and everything through the material of his sweats.

I bit my lip and sneakily looking down at the wall behind him so he didn't notice that I was starring at his Dick.

why the hell am I so aroused?

" I'm glad you are. It's almost time for dinner by the way." He said and I quickly averted my eyes away from the " wall" and looked once again at his face.

" I think I'm going to skip. I'm a bit jet lagged." I told him truthfully. Sure I was tired but not exactly because of the plain ride, im just always a tired bitch.

Plus who wants sit at a table with the man they're currently lusting over and their father? awkward.

" that's fine. Sleep well then," he smirked and turned to leave. I stared in amazement at his back as I came up with dirty thoughts in my head, how I would scratch his back while he pounded into me...

I closed the door and shut my eyes- clenching my thighs together, I should really get some sleep.

I grabbed a charger and plugged my phone in, setting it on the nightstand. after getting on the bed I covered myself with the soft cotton sheets.