Her secret crush

The entire apartment was filled with delightful fragrances which had Isabella thinking as she stretched her legs, yawning to get a grip on herself

"Strange," she muttered rubbing her eyes A little before she opened them "damn it," her body was sore, who knew going out for a date would land her in trouble. Pushing herself up into a sitting position.  Isabella massaged her temples and dragged herself out of bed. Nothing felt right but the loud music playing and the delicious smell of food had her drooling and forgetting about her aches

"I wonder if the angels visited us," she said in disbelief as she wore her robe and proceeded out of her room. It wasn't every time she woke up to Shania dancing in the centre of the living,  tweaking and swaying her hips while she ate her breakfast and tossed dresses around

Isabella had a grin plastered on her face as she leaned against the wall and watched a happy Shania doing what she did best. Dancing, with a body like hers, Isabella knew how many men loved to touch Shania and have her to themselves.  Unfortunately, the girl was innocent despite being an exotic dancer who performed for men of all kinds

"What gives?" Shania suddenly exclaimed with heavy breaths when the music stopped just when she was about to showcase her sexy dance moves

"We are alone…no men to cheer you up," Isabel chuckled as she walked around the table and stood in front of Shania. The living room was a mess, clothes lying around everywhere

"Well some of us don't go out and forget to pick our best friends… so you know… I'm practising," Shania said with a grin and prepared to turn the music on when Isabella shunned the idea

"Did you decide to go back?" Isabella asked, narrowing her eyes suspiciously. Shania called it quits and said no to working at the club. However hearing her mention practising,  Isabella was in disbelief

"That fool can't function without me… I decided not to let someone's son destroy my passion for dancing," Shania said with a heavy exhale and picked up a few dresses. She was now back in control. She wasn't going to let a shameless man like Christian ruin her mood

"And the dresses, "Isabella asked, seeing all the sexy dresses lying around "yesterday I was drunk, not sure if I was hearing things… but is it true… I mean about that and being…"

"Yes, I was shocked okay… I thought you were sober Dammit, "Shania yelled feeling irritated,  she had no one to talk to about everything..when Isabel came back after midnight,  she couldn't wait to tell her about Christian Ace

"This is horrible… you slept with him… not just that but he broke his engagement because of you," Isabella pointed out what shocked her the most. The entire city was in an uproar wondering who the woman was.

"It changes nothing. I hate him even more… The only thing I regret is letting that man have me," Shania didn't care if Christian broke his engagement because of a one-night stand. It was just something which happened impulsively. It didn't change a thing not for her, or even the fact that Christian was her stepbrother

"But it's still damn sexy… I mean…have you seen him…women to be in that man's arms" Isabella said with a grin and dropped on the couch only for Shania to slap her on the shoulder and shoved her away

"I have an appointment okay… forget about that idiot…I need to choose a good dress," she had been trying to find the best dress for her appointment. As nervous as she was. Shania knew she had to look presentable

"And who's the man, I don't see why you are getting worked up…just wear anything… you look beautiful in whatever you wear," Isabella remarked with a picked up the sandwich Shania was eating

"I'm going to meet SM today, what do you think," Shania said sarcastically, only for Isabella's mouth to hang open.  Her eyes widened in shock at the mention of SM

"No fucking way! Oh my gosh…did he… I mean how?" Just as expected even Isabella was shocked, Shania shook her head and got back to arranging her clothes

"I tried but now I'm not sure…"

"It's not a date okay, just wear something good,"

There were so many dresses to choose from, and Shania was uncomfortable going with a dress which exposed too much of her skin, especially when she was meeting him for the first time. Isabella was busy putting ideas in her head

"Sexy, showing cleavage…brings out you a**... that's the dress you should wear…who knows he might fall for this butterfly and tell him who you are," Isabella said as she shoved more dresses at Shania, of course, Isabella only thought about cheap things

"That's not the issue I…"

"I know why you want to see him so badly… I thought Christian solved your problem," Isabella cut her off, there was silence from Shania's side. Of course, Isabella knew about her situation.

"No," Shania muttered and turned her gaze away, there were things she wanted to understand about herself. What she had with Christian was a big mistake and something she was trying to forget

"Come on, don't think much… just know I'm always here to help," Isabella added and pulled Shania for a hug, the two shared a bond which was beyond a sister relationship. After a while, Shania was already in her dress

"Is it maroon or burgundy?" Isabella asked, narrowing her eyes and Shania shrugged.

"How do I look?"

"Beautiful,  now breathe in and out…relax…don't be anxious…don't ask so many questions nor tell him you have a giant crush on him," Isabella grabbed Shania's face with both hands and said dramatically.  She nodded while inhaling and exhaling

"Great, the car will arrive soon," Shania remarked and moved away from Isabella.

After making sure she was looking good

Shania took her purse and left the apartment. It turned out she had to be picked up by SM's PA or was it his bodyguard?  Shania didn't know how serious this was

But the instructions sent to her were clear. The sex master's identity was a secret as well as his location.

(Shania)

I was picked up by a black SUV just outside the building. The driver was just a normal man, nothing of the ordinary.  He didn't ask questions but guided me in and he started. Before that, I had to be blindfolded. The entire time I only heard the cars moving when it went completely quiet. No whooshing and honking cars, the more the drive went. The more anxious I became. Suddenly I was feeling a hole in the pit of my stomach

A feeling which made me uncomfortable, I've never been like this before. Soon the car came to a complete stop. I heard the opening and slamming of the door. Soon the backseat door where I was sitting opened

"Please," it was the driver who said and took my hand as he guided me out of the car

"Blindfold off," he ordered and I hesitantly tugged at the back of my head and loosened the cloth, removing it. My eyes were a bit blurry but once I got a hang of it. My eyes opened to a beautiful wonder

"This way, please," the man said politely and gestured to me to follow him. It was just a skyscraper made of glass. The surrounding was just the same as in any other place

We went through a pair of doors and found a lady at the reception

"Ms Palmer?" the lady said when I was guided there. I nodded and returned the smile she welcomed me with

"Good. Please come with me," the woman said, still smiling and walking around her desk "Thanks Cole… I'll take it from here," the lady said to the driver. I guessed his name was Cole. He didn't say much but nodded and went the other way

"Please come with me…," the lady said and we went in the opposite direction, entered an elevator and she pressed the 11th-floor button. So many floors. My brain registered as I waited for the elevator to come to a halt

Shortly after it stopped. The doors opened and were greeted by a long passageway,  cold and quiet with walls painted white, the clean kind

"Proceed down the passageway…the only door you'll find is his office," the woman gave instructions and I nodded and made my way to my destination. It felt scary as the only sound I could hear was the knocking of my heels on the tiled floor and the beating of my heart

I was now standing in front of a pair of glass doors. I couldn't see what was inside which baffled me. I knocked lightly only to be surprised when the doors opened on their own. Such drama, I muttered and hesitated before I proceed in

The office was just like any other. Spacious and extravagant and empty?

"No one here" I mumbled to myself as I proceeded in only to stop when I glanced to the sides and there was a large glass desk with a computer and some sort of files stacked together and behind me was sitting a man dressed in black who had his back turned to me. I knew it was him

"Welcome, Ms Palmer," came a deep masculine voice, not sure if it was his real voice but it sounded uttered, probably by the mask he was wearing, but it still sounded sexy. More like what I imagined his voice to sound like. He was on his feet, his posture was predatory more like a stalker. He was wearing all black including his mask, all tall and looked refined and lean even with the layers of fabric covering his body. But was it necessary to wear gloves?