Two imperfect people with different motives find themselves in a forever journey birthed by lies, deceit, lust, a game plan and maybe love. When secrets reveal itself, they must figure out if they fight for or against each other.
Zac couldn't wait to be inside this woman, every bit of him craved her desperately.
Watching as the ball she potted fell into the pocket with the perfect shot, Zac couldn't help but clap for his gorgeous queen.
CLAP. CLAP. CLAP.
Fatima turned her body to face the sounds she heard, unsurprised to find her man. She had sensed his presence the instant he stepped into the lounge room, and decided to indulge in his usual game of watching when she wasn't looking.
Seeing her man made her heart leap for joy, finally having him all to herself. He had taken off his jacket from earlier, now dressed in just his sleek black shirt and blue dress pants, adorned with his signature diamond Cuban link chain.
A sight to behold. The man could wear rags and still look like an expensive figure in it.
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"Blue wearing blue," Zac complimented, as he strolled to her admiring how enticing her perky boobs sat on the lace. Having a thing for chains, he couldn't control his impatient desires when he noticed the chain detail woven into the fabric, crossing her chest.
"And your suit is blue too," Fatima matched his energy, allowing herself to melt in his arms, and savouring the affectionate kiss he placed on her forehead.
Hmm, this man. My man.
Since she laid eyes on him at the event, she wanted to sit on him while he held her tightly as she rode out every orgasm accumulated since his absence. The man had succeded in perfectly damaging her for every other man.
Observing him engage in business discussions and embody the powerful, ruthless don he was in the eyes of the public at the event, her feelings for him intensified threefold. His multiple personalities left her in awe. How could he seamlessly transition between being an enigmatic figure in the public eye, a silent benefactor to charitable causes, a member of one of the most notorious organizations spanning countries, a beast in the sex room, a talent at making sweet passionate love, and a gentle lover who loved her with so much tenderness? The complexity of his character both fascinated and bewildered her.
Fatima had dismissed the house staff to retire to their quarters not trying to add to their interesting gossip, knowing how the night was going to end. After three whole days and nights without her man, she was certain one thing the place wouldn't be was quiet.
A smirk appeared on his face when he noticed she still had on the diamond neckpiece and earrings he asked her not to take off.
A good girl.
With his palms cupping her ass, which peeked through the lace lingerie, he pulled her close against his body as his lips tenderly grazed hers. Fatima placed her hands on his upper arm, surrendering to the moment.
