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Fifteen: Don’t Ever Touch My Wife Again.
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A Deal With Mr. Baron Sixteen: I Will Always Protect You.
The metal gates drifted apart with a buzz and the first person to receive him back from the penitentiary was his wife whose shoulders Oscar brushed past. He’d only spent a few hours in there but you could see the disgust plastered on his face, like he couldn’t wait to get home to a long shower to wash the prison stench off him. “You could say thank you.” Aaron who had gotten him out muttered beneath his breath but without saying any word to either of them, Oscar made his way to the front seat of the car.Aaron squinted at her with the keys in his hands and they walked back to drive home. Oscar exchanged quick glares through the rear view mirror and Sofia just sat in the back seat with a hard lump slipping down her throat—she was a hundred times relieved that he had been let out. That Oscar was coming home. The drive was eerily silent and the minute they pulled over in the mansion driveway, he was the first to alight the vehicle and he made his way up the portico that led into the hou
A Deal With Mr. Baron Seventeen: I Fucked You In My Dreams.
"I want you to kiss me, Sofia."She felt his veiny hands venture up the sides of her skin till his fingertips undid her bra. Her thighs were locked around his waist as her brassiere fell to the floor with a thud. His hands squeezed her breasts that fell loose as his lips crashed into hers. What started as a slow, delicate kiss had taken a rapid course for something much more intricate—much more urgent. The way he gripped into her tempestuous back, as if he needed her so much that drawing away from her tender, thin lips would stop his heart.And shriveling moans escaped Sofia's lips as her lips tasted the ecstasy of the heavens underneath his tongue. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and the feverish kiss hardly parted . Both lips reddened because of the intense and the rage of the moment and she could hear the low groans that escaped his lips.Her hands wrapped around his neck as a lump of her saliva choked the back of her throat as she bent backwards. He went down on her, trail
A Deal With Mr. Baron Eighteen: Coffees ‘n Cream.
There was a cloud of seriousness that seeped into the atmosphere of the boardroom. With his legs crossed unto each other and a fist that held firm his chin, Oscar darted his eyes around until they fell on Aaron’s. For the sake of their father’s company was the only ever interaction that they had and Henry, being the financial manager stood before them.“Over the last few months, we’ve progressed to about a forty percent increase in profit in both our products and stocks. Ten of our affiliate companies have proved to be a very successful investment” He narrated with a whole powerpoint slideshow on the projector in front of the room.There were a score of people in the cold, dark room. Many of whom had been set by Ronald to run the company in his absence. But the only eyes Oscar met with was his brother’s. “I thought they were eleven companies as of last month?” He piped forward, uncrossing his legs and when he spoke, no one dared to interrupt him. Henry cleared his throat with his han
A Deal With Mr. Baron Nineteen: I’m Married To Your Brother.
Her head leaned against the foggy windows and Sofia was drenched in a loud chuckle. She took a sip of the beer in her hands, a little tipsy before darting her eyes to where Theodore sat in the drivers seat. “The Cure?” Came an exclamation that rang in his ears.“I didn’t know you listen to the Cure. Growing up, they were my favorite band and watching you cover my best song has to be the highlight of my year, Theodore” There was a smile that made its way to her lips and a questioning gaze which he lent.“I’m surprised”“You don’t strike me as a rock genre typa gal” He downed the last of his beer and shoved it over the dashboard. Sofia rolled her eyes and the winds that gushed in from the windows went swiftly through her hair before her brittle fingers.“You don’t strike me as a rockstar either”“And that has to be the biggest lie i’ve been told. Right after me being a terrible person” He said so seriously that she burst out in a laughter. Her eyes glinted in the moonlight that had fal
A Deal With Mr. Baron Twenty: Torn Between Two Choices.
“This is ridiculous, Oscar”Closing the door behind her, Sofia gritted her teeth in a way that her voice was not so loud for Benedict to hear. She had dragged Oscar by his hands and only after she shut the door did she let go of him. The arch between her brows showed how furious she was.“What happened?” She was met with a casual shrug of his shoulder as she ripped off her apron. “What happened! Oscar?” She blew raspberry, echoing his words and when Sof turned around, her hands swept through her hair, letting them fall to her shoulders.“I had no idea you were working here” Oscar’s voice crept up behind her and she darted him a gaze. “That is ridiculous, Oscar and you know it” He had a smug smile across his lips.“Look, i saw a potential business investment and i went with it. Benedict was thrilled with the idea and i think it’s his place and his place to have turned me down, not yours.” He scoffed, watching her tighten her jaw.“I can’t stress how alarming this is right now” Sofia sa
A Deal With Mr. Baron Twenty One: Sofia’s 23rd.
Our minds make the most of themselves when we want to be with someone but for whatever reason, cannot. It can torturous, having your mind poisoned by this one person or one thing that doesn’t seem to want to leave.Perhaps, you might not even want it to leave.Constantly thinking about someone can often be a comforting escape, but it can also be a call to a building infatuation—giving rise to an instant gravitation towards someone. And for reasons known to ourselves, that someone is often always beyond our reach. Our thoughts can’t help themselves and in the case of Theo, it didn’t. He just sat there, the majority of the night, delving deep into Sofia’s history—an act that not only fueled whatever he felt, but also a distraction to the night they last spoke. He heaved a deep breath and slouched back into his bed.In his clean amber eyes reflected a particular photo he had stumbled on from her profile, take into note the fact that he still needed to find out what happened with her fa
A Deal With Mr. Baron Twenty Two: Soulmates.
“Have you ever just wandered about the world?” Sofia’s voice was calm and she’d rode the boat away from the chaotic shores of the lake and further across the waters where they’d lost everyone else. The whistling noises of washing waves serenading the vehicle and other than that, there was a silence.A silence that called her into her thoughts.“What is it?” Oscar then was a few inches away from her, clinging unto the right side of the boat whilst she was at the far left. “What is about the world?” She brought her eyes to gaze into his before Sofia smirked.“Eight billion of us” She whispered.“Eight billion of us with different complex lives. With stories that are unique to us and yet the one thing that binds us is the universe. How can we be so different and some of us, so alike?” Sofia asked sand she gave up rowing for a while and the boat went still, only rocking to each side by the winds. “I believe there’s a term for that” Oscar was relaxed beneath the setting sun and he folded
A Deal With Mr. Baron Twenty-Three: Dinner With An Ex.
The strobing lights of the restaurant were of a variety of colors and they bounced back and forth the corner of her eyes. For most of the night, Sofia had her eyes buried into her plate. Her hands struggled to hold unto the knife that then sliced into her piece of turkey.But she could still feel Damien's gaze burn into the back of her head.Besides the cutlery clinches, the table was an eerily quiet one. That was before the same old whiny voice of Emma pierced through her ears, a reminder that she was still very much present. "So tell me, how have you been?" She had a lot courage to ask that but that question was so Emma and it only made it hard to believe that there was once a time they were inseparable best friends.She lifted her eyes then but was met with Damien's.He was the one who cupped his chin now in an emotion close to embarrassment. "Can you not—" His hands reached to Emma's, holding them to the table and Oscar cleared his throat, counting the minutes till he left this aw
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