Paradise below the clouds

WARNING!

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINED MATURED CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

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After I'd finished everything, I grabbed my purse from the disorganized bed. For the last time, I looked at my reflection in the mirror and I was stunned by how the dress suited my figure.

Today, I wore a white, floral dress with a new design. There was a small cut that showed my chest a little bit. It was a combination of the old and modern fashion style that's why I'd loved this dress so much. Aside from the fact that it was made by mother when she has still the strength to showcase her talent.

And then I paired it with a black stiletto and light make-up that matched perfectly to my beauty.

"Uh, should I wear another set of earrings?" It seemed unmatched.

I was about to change my earrings when Lisandro knocked on the door. I almost jumped because of the sudden sound but thanked God that I'd be able to control my body.

"I'm coming out, Sir! Just a moment!" I shouted back at him and looked at myself one last time.

"Come on, they keep on calling me! We need to go right now," he answered back which left me with no choice. I should go out of my room before he transformed into a horrible, cold-hearted boss.

And then on, I walked towards the door as I held back my breath. I didn't know what would be his reaction the moment he caught a glimpse of me. I was conscious of the way I look, the way I stand, and the way I carry myself in front of other people.

I'd always wanted to be a woman who would confidently walk despite the wild, judgmental crowd. I'd always wished to be an empowered, independent, and confident woman.

"I'm coming out now!"

In a hurry, I quickly opened the door, but why does it seem different? The time moved too slowly as I could see the particles through my naked eyes that were drifted away by the wind.

My eyes widened the moment I realized that I slipped away. But before I fell to the floor, I felt his around wrapped around my waist and stared at my eyes meaningfully.

We both sighed, looked at each other's eyes and no one dared to speak. It was a beautiful scene and I wish I could see us together in that awkward position.

Seconds became minutes, yet Lisandro stayed with our place. I then blinked my eyes, swallowed greedily when I felt that he wanted something else from me.

I saw how he took off my dress through his deep gaze, and if only he possessed that kind of power, I should be naked right now.

"L-Lisandro!" I uttered his name out of the blue.

He moaned, tightened the grip on my waist that forced me to bite my lips. "Goddamn it! I've told you not to do that in front of me!" he cursed. Then he aggressively pinned me down and threw me back to my messy bed.

He said, "You looked like a real goddess, Andy. I… I can't either fucking stop myself from touching you right now."

I slightly shook my head back and forth. I thought we were in a hurry, but why did he suddenly throw me into my bed filled with dresses and scarves.

"I… I thought we were in a hurry! Why don't we go out right now and just… just leave!" I told him stutteringly. But deep inside, I wanted to feel his soothing touch. I was craving for his addictive warmth that he could only give to me.

"No! No one will leave this room until I satisfied you." he gritted his teeth that showed his damn perfect jawline.

Lisandro gave me a smirk as he belligerently unbuttoned his sleeve. There was a hint of longing in his eyes, excitement on his face. There was no reason to turn my back on him. He is my boss and right now, I should obey and follow his rules without a single doubt.

"Take off your stilettos!" he commanded and I was speechless of what I saw before my eyes.

His hard, perfect abs flaunted and it was convincing me. It hypnotized me as I saw myself crawling closer to his topless upper body. "What do you want me to do, Lisandro?"

I was staring at him the way he stared at me every time he wanted to make love. It weakened his cold-hearted soul and craved for more that gave me such unexplainable feeling.

He sighed, cupped my face as his other hand roamed around my chest, down to my waist. "I want you to follow all my commands. Be an obedient woman this time, Andy Carter."

He called me with my complete name. It was one of the signs that his actions were merely a job and there was no string attached between us. I knew it would be impossible for him to fall in love with me, but it wouldn't be impossible to be impressed because of the way I performed in bed.

"Your wish is my command," I said softly without looking away from his face.

"Lay down," he simply ordered. "Tell me, what do you feel every time I touch your arms, your neck, your thighs?"

The glowing desire drove him to be this wild, yet gentle since the first time we did it. I could still remember every single detail of that night in his office. The way he caressed my chest, the way he lay his fingers between my thighs were all effortless and sincere.

The serenity he gave; the burning sensation I'd always felt convinced me to give up myself to him once again.

"Say something, Andy. I want to know what's in your head right now."

His deep, mischievous gaze stuck in me as he caressed gently my thighs. It was a heart whelming trace and for the first time, I accepted the truth that I'm addicted to him. It seemed like a remedy that my body wanted.

"I… I want you to bring me onto paradise below the clouds. Bring me there, Lisandro! I'm begging you," I gasped and quickly bit the bottom of my ravenous lip.

Lisandro was stunned because of what I'd said. It was maybe one of his weaknesses that would lead him into unfathomable pleasure.