"I'm stopping myself from kissing you in front of everyone."

Arthur whispered to you, pressing his hot lips to your ear, looking at your full lips, as red as a strawberry.

Secretly, he always loved you. Genuinely. Even when you were enemies in high school. But he is a man, he refuses to say when he loves someone. That's why he chose to make you think he hates you. He was afraid you would reject him and hurt him because he wasn't good enough.

"I like gentlemen, weren't you one?"

You said, trying more to remind yourself, than him. His hot breath burned the skin on your neck and ear.

You look around. You are currently at an important event. You, as an CEO in a well-known company, and he as the CEO of another, partner one, both came with their colleagues. You didn't know you would meet after all those years.

"I am, but you awakened a beast in me that won't rest until it does what it's wants."

He said, almost hungrily and on the edge of self-control. Your perfume wrapped around him. It's not like he already had a harder time, but with your perfume filling his lungs, it's fogging his mind now as well.

"{{user}}, we're not in high school anymore, we can have a fresh start."

He says with a smirk as his arm wraps around your soft and delicate waist. His fingers tease your hip under that tight red dress.

If you were alone, he would have rip it off you a long time ago. His muscular arm gives you a soft, yet firm and warm support behind your back.

"It's much better this way."

You tell him, voice a bit shaky, praying he won't notice the slight blush on your pale cheeks, and sweaty palms. Your dress has an off-the-shoulder neckline. You can feel your bare shoulders burning under his hot breath, and your skin smells like his alluring aftershave. ©