Chapter - [ 5 ]

Hunter Storm

"You're so fucking beautiful, more than I imagined in my wildest dream, Kitten." I couldn't stop myself from saying those words to the half conscious woman lying beneath me. I never imagined myself to sing praises for a woman before but this woman with a body of a Goddess cast a spell on me.

I ran my fingers tips on her belly, her body arched back like a serpent on desert sand.

"You don't mean it?" She asked me with her half opened eyes, I could see surprise in those pale blue eyes.

"Yes, I do." I couldn't help myself from smiling on her innocent question.

I am sure, she had received praises before. I wasn't her first admirer but I wish to be the last.

"I never thought you would actually say this to me." A smile tucked on the corner of her lips and it broke the last thread of my patience with her.

I had controlled myself from taking her roughly right in the moment she led me inside her hotel room but the way she withered under my touch, I bet she was alien to a man's intimate touch.

"Kitten?" I nuzzled my nose in the valley of her breasts.

"Yes." She whispered, her hands roamed on my bare back which was covered with her nail marks.

"You're mine now." I rose my face to look at her, she opened her hazy eyes at the same time.

"Should I believe you? I mean you have your ways with the ladies." She said with mischievous glint sparkling in her eyes.

"I beg to differ, Kitten. I do not fuck around. I can assure you." I said with clenched jaws. Why did she think that every rich guy has a colorful reputation with women.

"You do?" She asked with a hint of surprise in her voice.

"Yes, Kitten, I don't fuck around and I won't be touching another woman since I laid my hand on the most precious jewel on earth." I traced my fingers on her angelic face, it glowed in the dim light.

She was an epitome of heavenly innocence which drew me even closer to this stranger in my arms.

"Am I that jewel?" She blushed profusely, like she had never received such romantic compliments.

"I think I have to prove you, Kitten." Saying this, I captured her plump lips for a mind numbing kiss. They felt like nectar on a bud. I feared I'd get addicted to their sweetness.

My hands reached for her blossoms, they fit perfectly in my palms. Her legs automatically came to wrap around my hips as I felt my cock coming to life once again.

"Ah..Please..don't do this." She cried in pleasure as I rubbed my tip on her wet entrance.

"What should I not do, Kitten?" I teased her.

She threw her head back. Her heaving breasts were a sight to adore.

"I need you." She whispered in a barely audible voice.

"But I don't want a fucking. I want to make sweet love to you, Kitten." I whispered against her lips.

"We have our whole life for that but right now, I want you inside me. Please I beg you." She almost cried as the sexual tension in her body became unbearable. She wanted her release as quickly as possible.

I had no other choice except to obey my kitten. Giving my idea of making slow and sweet love to her, I slammed into her in a single stroke. I didn't care for her sensitive tissues this time like I took care of her the first time I penetrated my way inside her.

"Fuck!" I groaned, my cock disappeared inside her pussy. She trembled under me, a faint wince escaped her lips which forced me to stop and ask her if I hurt her.

"Am I rough?" I asked her with concern. As much as I wanted to thrust madly inside her tight walls, I had no desire to hurt her in anyway.

"Yeah, just a little sore but don't stop. It will subside in no time." She encouraged me to move again by wrapping her arms on my waist and her lips searched mine to give it the perfection we both wished.

I begun to push in and out of her, going more faster and rough.

Sweat soon lined our bodies as I continued thrusting into her until I felt her walls clutching around my cock. In next few moments, we came undone together. Her body fell limp on the bed, her breathing were shallow.

"I love you so much, Ben. Thank you for completing me as a woman." She whispered her last words before sleep consumed her foggy senses.

But I felt like someone had splashed cold water on me.

All this while she mistook me as her lover.

She was in love with someone else and I was just in her illusion?

"Sir, Miss Valentina is on call."

I was snapped out of my memory lanes by the meek voice of my right hand man, Blake. I can't get rid off from the memories of last night with the woman who has been invading my mind since I slipped out of the bed where I left her sleeping peacefully. We shared something special, something deeper but like always, my fate made a mockery out of me. She is in love with someone else and I just filled the place of her lover.

I pinched the bride of my nose, completely exhausted by a day of hard work and dealing with Valentina Barnes was the last thing in my do to list.

"Tell her I am not available right now." I said in a dismissive tone.

"But Sir, she has been constantly calling. She doesn't sound in a very good mood and I fear she'd call your father next." Blake doesn't speak to me more than our professional talks but sometimes he has to cross his lines, mostly when my family fued is involved.

"Great! She knows well how to get under my skin." I sighed. The throbbing in my head increased more. Why can't this woman let me live at peace for once.

"I advise you to speak to her. Perhaps, she has an important news to share with you as she sounded very impatient over the phone." Blake reasoned.

I raised my head to look at the man who works for me.

"Valentina is always impatient. I thought you had observed it by now." I shook my head in disbelief. My day can't be more worse.

I reach for my phone and unlock it only to receive a never ending notifications of missed calls, texts and emails, mostly from Valentina and my father, the two people who play with my strings and escape alive.

Having no other options except to call back my fiancee, I dial her number which she picks up on the first ring as I expected her.

"Where the hell have you been, Hunter? Do you have any idea how tensed we all are for you? You just disappeared from your own engagement party without telling anyone? This is how you'd behave after our marriage?" She throws a number of unwanted and unnecessary questions at me while I try my best to control myself from smashing my brand new phone that Blake bought for me in the morning.

"Calm down, Valentina. I am fine and I felt from the party because I had an urgent work." I said trying my best to sound polite but this woman, who wears my ring, she doesn't has this word in her dictionary.

"Work! Seriously, Hunter. You left your own engagement party and your fiancee for work which could wait for next day. Do you have any idea how embarrassed your father and my family were when everyone present in the party asked about your sudden disappearance. Your father had a high blood pressure last night." Her tone falters as she sensed my silent anger.

"I apologize for the inconvenience, Valentina. I'd send a sincere apology text to your family once I'll reach home."

"It won't work, Hunter. You have to come here, at our home for dinner with the finest wine you find for my father and a bouquet of yellow roses for my mother. We are expecting you at sharp seven." She says with finalty in her tone and next I heard the line disconnected from her side. Throwing my phone back on the table I rub my temples, the growing headache isn't helping either.

For heaven's sake I am the Don of Rivas Gang, known for it's opium smuggling and exchange of rare gems in the black market for past four decades. It was started by my grandfather, flourished by my father and now the legacy falls upon my shoulders.

"I wish I had said no to this marriage proposal when my father put it on the breakfast table in front of my grandmother. That melovelent leech. He knows my weakness but in this whole human existence, he had to find the most annoying specimen called Valentina Barnes." I slam my fists on the wooden table.

Blake flinched by my sudden outburst but this man learnt in past few years to deal with my mood swings.

"Would you like me to open a bottle of whiskey for you or should I bring some painkillers for the headache?" He asks me with folded hands.

"Poison."

"Huh? I didn't get you, Sir?" Frown lines itch on his forehead.

"Nothing, just leave me alone for a moment. I don't want to unleash my anger on you, Blake. You're not here to bear my shits, it's my mess to handle." I try to dismiss him. I hate when people see me in my vulnerable state, though there are a very few people but I still hate it.

Sympathy is the last thing I want people to throw at me.

"Blake, wait for a second."I stop him before he leave. I want him to find about my kitten.

The moment I laid my eyes on her in the dark corridor of the hotel, I knew at the very instance that she's mine.

"Yes, Sir." He again turns to face me, waiting for my next command.

"I want you to bring the list of all the people who visited the hotel last night, who had reservations in private suits specially. I want you to find out about her." I don't have to go in the details as Blake was the one to drive me back to my home from the hotel. He was there with me when my eyes lurked on the blonde girl standing by the poolside with gloomy pale blue eyes and a bottle of wine in her hand.

"Sir, there's something you should to give a look at first." He picks up my iPad from the table and after typing something on it, he slides it in my direction.

With puzzled mind and thumping heart, I dare to glance down at the piece of news displayed on the screen. My eyes practically pops out of my eye sockets when I read the contents.

"Anna Harris, the only daughter of businessman Liam Harris found in a hotel suite with a man whose idenity isn't revealed by the hotel staff. She didn't look in a presentable state when she was caught on the camera. It happens on the same day when Liam Harris got arrested for money laundering and stealing technology from his rival company."

I couldn't read it anymore. They have published more shit about her and the more I read the bullshit, the more my anger reaches to a dangerous level. I'd burn down these media houses for sure but right now, her pale blue eyes conjures my mind. They made a fun of her dignity in front of the whole world.

My kitten has a beautiful name but her surname upsets me. It's not I would forget all about because she's indeed the daughter of a scoundrel. Liam Harris hasn't a great reputation either in business or with women. I have seen him myself grinding on strippers and prostitutes in VIP night clubs but he didn't catch my attention until now, he's father of my kitten and it gives me enough reasons to dig into their matter.

I can't let my kitten suffer the consequences of her father's sins.

I would go to any extent to protect her from the evils of this world. Her innocence must preserved.

"Blake, I need all the previous and current information on Harris family in next two hours or pack your bags to leave for Mexico by next flight." I say without moving my eyes from the setting sun through my office window.

"It's not possible in two hours, Sir." His voice comes out like a plead but I don't need incompetent man on my side.

"I think you didn't hear me properly, Blake. I can hand you over to the police in next two minutes if you don't start you work in next one minute. You know very well what I can do." I hate to do this but he left me with no other choice.

"Please Sir, do..don't tell the police. I'd bring all the possible information on Harris family in next two hours." He says in a petrified voice and disappears from my sight.

Blake fled from Mexico after killing his abusive father and his mistress five years ago. He ran into me when the police was chasing him. I stepped forward to help him in getting a new identity and in exchange he vowed his loyalty to me. He did everything I asked or not asked him so I never had to blackmail him but a certain girl made me do it.

I vow to replace her lover no matter how epic love story they share. She became mine in the moment I claimed her.

"I am coming for you, my kitten. You're mine, only mine. By the next morning, you'll be in my arms once again. "

I checked my watch, it shows five thirty which means I still have one and a half hour to take a shower and change into one of my exclusive suits before I leave for Barnes's residence. Giving my men as early off from their work, I walk out of my office.

My driver pulled up in front of my office entrance, I slip inside and rest my head against the leather seat.

"To my penthouse." I instruct him.

He ignited the engines and the car run smoothly on the busy city road. The dusk is invading the sky gradually. The events of last night and the news I receive on my kitten played with wrong strings of my mind.

I am only waiting for Blake to find out the other side of the story before I plan a move.

By the time, the car entered in the area where my penthouse is located, the sky turned a dark shade of purple. The street lights are the only source of illumination on deserted streets. For some strange reasons, my heartbeats come to life. I am feeling them for the second time in last fifteen years.

First time was yesterday when I met my kitten and right now. I glance out of the window to feel some fresh air when my eyes landed on a certain someone.

No it isn't my hallucination.

She's there!

My kitten is walking aimlessly on the side path, her pale blue eyes has lost their sparkle, even in the dim pale yellow light, I can figure out her miserable state. Her clothes are misplaced, her hairs resembles a mess after a storm.

"Slow down the car!" I shout at my driver abruptly. I can't let her wander alone where anything may happen to her probably even worse.

"But Sir, we're ten minutes away from your house." My driver replies.

"Do as you're told, Mike. I don't pay you for asking me nonsense questions. Just do your job. I want you to stop the car near that girl." I gesture on my kitten.

He doesn't need to be told twice. He slowed down the car so I can monitor her movements.

Fuck the dinner, I am going to go after my kitten.