Chapter 6

• *Alejandro*
• After being gone for a while, Anna came back looking a little flushed, with her cheeks red and a strange smile. I couldn't help but ask if everything was fine.
• “oh, it's nothing,” she said, brushing it off.
• I didn't try to push it, so we kept talking.
• After a while, I realized the bar was beginning to get empty. I looked down at my watch; it was already late.
• “Do you wanna go somewhere else?” I asked.
• “Yeah, sure,” she answers without hesitation.
• We walked out of the bar together, leading her into my already waiting car, and asked my driver Sam to take us back to a particular apartment that I owned.
• He gave me a questioning look, knowing fully well that I only go to that apartment when I want to be alone. I gave him a little nod to assure him he didn't hear wrongly, and we were on our way.
• It didn't take long before we arrived at my apartment.
• I alighted from the car, going round to open the door for Anna, and then we made our way towards the apartment entrance.
• She looked up at the building, her face morphed in awe.
• The double doors slid open, revealing a grand entryway leading to my sitting room. I ushered her in while I went to get drinks from the fridge in the kitchen.
• On returning, she was still standing, looking around, surprised.
• She stood just admiring how beautiful the apartment was. From the detailed designs on the walls to the captivating paintings hanging on the walls. The open floor plan with the sitting room overlooking the kitchen area. High-tech gadgets could be spotted in almost every inch. It was indeed a marvel.
• “Your apartment is lovely,” she complimented as I handed her the drink.
• “Thanks,” I chuckled in response to the look on her face as she looked around.
• “Hey, come here.” I patted the floor beside me as I sat on the carpet, resting my back on the couch.
• She walked over and sat beside me, adjusting to get comfortable.
• She seemed a little nervous. “Are you comfortable?” I asked, a little concerned.
• “Yes, I am,” she replied with a small smile, turning to look at me.
• “It's okay if you don't feel comfortable and want to leave; I'll drive you home,” I reassured her.
• “No, I'm fine. It's just that it's my first time going to the apartment of a man I met barely an hour ago,” she said.
• I held her by her chin, turning her face towards me.
• “In that case, it's also my first time bringing anyone here. Talk more of a woman I just met. Plus, you're way younger than me.” She laughed at my words, and I couldn't take my eyes off her.
• I brought some pillows from the couch and laid them on the ground around her so she would be more comfortable.
• We drifted into a comfortable conversation about her life. She said she was not working at the moment. She also talked about her best friend and roommate Alison, how nice she is, and how much help and support she has been to her since she was an orphan. She talked a lot about how much she wanted to become a Graphic Designer. I couldn't help but smile as she went on and on.
• To keep the conversation going, even talking about work and my son.
• “My son, he's about your age if I remember correctly. You probably know him; I assume you know who I am?” I asked.
• She had a weird look of guilt on her face, but it was gone as fast as it came.
• “Well, I know you travel the world doing business and are very successful at it. I also know you're among the most handsome and sought-after bachelors,” she said.
• I got close to her, close enough for me to see the black rim around her green eyes, her perfectly aligned nose, her beautiful set of teeth, and her flawless-looking face with just enough makeup.
• “So, do you also think so?” I asked.
• She flushed red at my attempt at flirting.
• “I think….” she started.
• But before she could finish, I gently stroked my thumb on her lower lip. Her perfectly crafted lips were calling to me, and It took everything in me not to lean in.
• “You have no idea how badly I want to kiss you right now,” I whispered barely audibly, but I knew she heard me.
• “ Then what's stopping you?” she asked with a seductive look in her eyes and a coy smile.
• Without overthinking, I took her lips with mine. Her taste exploded in my mouth as I delved deeper, enveloping her entire mouth and exploring every inch of her.
• I gently picked her up by the waist and put her on my lap. Her dress rolled and bunched up her waist, my hands exposing her bare legs and butt covered by merely a thong.
• I brushed my hands from her thighs to her butt, squeezing and caressing it all, still kissing her with one hand on her butt and the other fiddling with her breast. She gave away my movements and even assisted my hands in moving.
• I started to kiss her down the neck; she let out a soft moan, tilting her head backward and baring her neck to me. This made me want to have her even more. I intensified the kiss, kissing her more fiercely, and she seemed to enjoy it, which gave me a slight feeling of satisfaction.
• I suddenly stopped to look at her and asked. I realize I never asked her before I started kissing her.
• “Do you want me to stop?”