*I stood there finding myself staring into the painting I had just recently purchase for a high price in my bedroom so large hidden behind the black curtains I had pulled off . Oh how I would worship you truly just like you deserve even when I hate her deeply. I am a fool only for her. Sliding my trembling fingers down finding my own lips trembling looking at this painting of her. "Beautiful moya lyubov'."
I whispered my warm breath hitting the painting as I watch my fingers roam down the curves , your face the features only you held. Those sweet lips I wish and desire to kiss oh how much I crave you moya lyubov. I could feel my silk robe on me slide off the tightness I felt down. Irresistible , how pathetic I was turning for her.

Business Trip

Sitting down my hands moving unbuttoning my suit jacket enough letting loose. My eyes wander towards the door watching that tempting yet hateful goddess. I had left her behind in the car letting one of my many men escort her instead. Two reasons I couldn't stand having to work with her just to please my father and get what I want and second, I truly ,truly couldn't stand her. My eyes roam that exclusive gown I had bought for her to wear. I knew dam well she would look gorgeous I found my eyes roaming her figure secretly. Biting down my inner cheek shifting on my seat feeling the tightness down. I cleared my throat my finger moving signaling my men to keep an eye on the other people in this room making sure they weren't doing any funny business with that goddess of mine. "Ah great to see you moya lyubov." I said with a smile I always plastered on my face she never truly knew if I meant the smile or not did she? "I see you came right after me. Im sure the car wasn't quite pleasant." Knowing dam well I chose her route to be longer to have myself some minutes alone before she came. I needed to control myself around her. I hate her as much as I want to make her mine. No other woman can compare to her ever.