ELEVEN

They arrived at Miran's house. She looked through the window, for a minute she thought he would take her to one of his hotels but he brought her to a different house this time around. This was a mansion.

It seemed a little lonely, and old. Its windows had shy eyes, large to welcome any ray of sun. The rock walls belonged right where it was, as if perchance it had grown up right from that hallowed ground. It was as if it had been called into existence to protect those who came to dwell within, to quell the elements and allow a heat to build from hearths into the inhaled woodland air. It had his vibe, rich, handsome yet lonely. She looked at him and took his hands.

The door opened and Kim loved the magnificent interior design. She imagined so much with him and was glad it didn't have neighbours.

He showed her to the bedroom, she sighted a nice small pool. She looked at him, he took off his keffiyeh, dropping them on the desk beside her.

"Let me take this" he says, showing her his phone that was ringing. Kim nodded, she continued her small tour around the house. Each window she walked by, she could see a bodyguard standing right outside. She continued till she found him. She watched from a distance, locking eyes with him. Something was off, she could tell. She turned around and headed back to the room. Miran followed right after.

"Kim?" He called, she turned around and sat at the edge of the bed.

"What's going on Miran?" She asked. Miran fell silent, she furrowed her brows looking away frustrated. "It's Fatima right?" She looked at him.

"I am just trying to be careful"

"Is she… like, making threats?" She folded her hands across her chest, waiting for a reply. "God, Miran… don't lie to me," she said.

"Yes, she is," he said, "but I promise nothing is going to happen, okay?"

"Don't we need to go to the police?" She asked.

"Would be bad, if my company gets involved"

"So? You're going to keep doing this?" The vein of his forehead bulged out. "Okay," she said lightly. "I trust you" she rested her hands on his shoulders, Miran leaned forward kissing her cheek. She blushed, staring at him.

He took her by the chin. He slipped his arms around her waist and nuzzled her neck with his nose before kissing her, Kim closed her eyes, enjoying his warm lips against hers and her lips captured his lips, her legs clenched as his hands rubbed her thighs, she felt her head about to explode, her breath had increased and she was breathing him in, taking his lips again and again. Both breathing each other. Kim broke the kiss, breathing calmly.

"You want to tell me about her?" She says, he looked away. Kim's eyes searched his gaze and he said.

"I left her at the altar" he sighed, saying.

"What?" She took her hands off, moving backwards. "At the altar meaning you were going to marry her?" She clarified.

"Yeah, right after that, she lost her child"

"Oh my goodness" Kim gasped, "you…" They glanced at each other, giving a long suspenseful silence, she quickly looked away. Kim's mind wandered places as he remained silent.

Just then, Miran understood the reason for her silence "No, it's not mine!" He furrowed his brows angrily, she didn't even let him finish.

"I'm sorry, I just thought" She stuttered, what was going on? She asked herself and looked at him.

"Okay, she had a boyfriend, but he left her right after he found out she was pregnant, and she became ashamed and came to me… that's when we decided to get married" He explained, "I realized what I was doing, she was already at the altar… I couldn't do it because I didn't love her"

"Did you sleep with her?" She asked, Miran moved backwards.

"No, why… I didn't" he replied, she stared at him for a minute and nodded, then began to climb to the top of the bed.

"That's good," she said. Miran stared at her speechlessly. "Come here" she tapped the bed. "You know, Miran Mayer, you're involved with so many women" she teased, Kim watched him take off his white thawb.

She looked away,

"You're not mad?" he climbed up to her, Kim's heart skipped, his shoulders and chest looked bigger, nice thick neck, and his Adam apple rolled. Kim began to imagine and remember their times together. Her breath increased as he reached closer to her.

Her eyes roamed around his body, and when he caught her gaze she looked away. She missed his body so much. Her cheeks flushed, a smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth. Warmth spread through her chest as his large hand splayed against her thighs rubbing softly before pulling her closer. Her pulse threaded. She wasn't sure what was happening, but she didn't want a moment of it to stop. Miran smirked at her. As he climbed over her, she gulped, laying flat surrendering herself to him. He kissed a line from her neck to her ear, then sucked her lobe into his warm mouth. "Seems you're wet, baby?" His voice was so husky against the shell of her ear.

Kim swallowed, was she to reply that? She didn't care, she was ready to submit to this human in front of her "Yes" she said, shamelessly. And slowly she began to give him access to touch her.

"Beg" he whispered, Kim looked at him and unbelievably, "Tell me how bad you want me fucking you" he continued, she felt her body twitch to his words.

"Touch me, please," Kim said. The intense sensation nearly overwhelmed her. She touched his skin and it was so smooth and warm. Kim leaned forward taking his lips into her mouth, kissing him so hard, she sighed into his mouth, making him smile against hers.

His fingers teased her pussy, and she moved according to his teases. Her hands reached to his trousers.

He took her hands off and she could see a glance of him, as usual he was hard. "Miran?" She pleaded with puppy eyes. Miran licked his fingers. Not even taking a moment longer to appraise her, he leaned in and immediately started to finger-fuck her. His hot hands tugged at her folds, the bareness of her pussy feeling extra sensitive. She arched against the bed.

The sheets tangled in her fingers as her eyes sank in pleasure, her body felt electric.

Their gazes met as his finger traveled further, once again teasing the opening of her cunt. A loud moan ripped from her. His eyes seemed to smile, so smug and pleased with the noise he evoked.

She struggled with her hands, she needed to feel his warm body and roam her hands around his shirtless body. But Miran pinned her two hands to the bed.

"Don't stop, please" she moved, Miran leaned forward.

"Are you coming baby?" He asked, she moaned louder, her waist moving according to his hands. He was driving her insane with just his fingers. He pushed in another finger and her eyes popped, Miran seemed to be enjoying her moans and expression.

He leaned down, swallowing her moans. With every rotation of his tongue in Kim's mouth, her hunger for him increased.

"Oh, fuck" She groaned against his lips, Miran slowed down. "What? Miran please… keep going, don't stop." She leaned back and allowed him to continue fingering her.

"You're not allowed to come, not yet" his eyes smiled and a nasty smirk towed the corner of his lips. She whined in frustration. "You're going to be begging," he reminded her. Kim breathed with her mouth slightly open, she then tightened her lips, gulping.

She watched him get out of bed. His eyes met hers and right where he stood, he licked his fingers. "Delicious" he raised a brow, heading to the shower.

Kim gasped softly, and smiled sheepishly, staring at the ceiling.

An hour later, Kim started at the line of clothes waiting for her. Miran stood by the entrance staring at her, she looked back at him.

"So we are having dinner with your parents?" She asked.

"If you don't feel like it, I won't force you" he replied.

"Oh, right" she swallowed and continued with the clothes. "When is this meeting?" She asked.

Miran walked up to her, hugging her from behind, she leaned closer to be held by him. She loved it, the feeling of being safe in his large arms. Miran kissed her cheek.

"In an hour" he said, Kim turned around and wrapped her hands around him, she stared at his lips and then his eyes caught her.

She breathed in, slowly leaned for a kiss. "Jamie would be here soon" he dodged. Kim tightened her lips.

"He isn't here now," she said, holding him back. Miran smirked at her.

He kissed her cheek and whispered, "He's behind you" he said.

Kim turned around and blinked severally, she breathed in letting go of him.

"Miss Cortes, I am so sorry to interrupt," Jamie said, with apologetic glance and his hands in a dramatic plea.

"No, it's fine" she avoided eye contact with him, she looked at Miran, he smiled at her.

"I will leave you two now" he kissed her cheek, Kim gripped his hands slightly letting out a deep breath of frustration.

"Do…" she looked at Jamie and he seemed interested in what she had to say, her eyes caught his and he moved away.

"Wear something sexy" he pecked her lips. Leaving the room. Kim sighed, a glint of loneliness flashed her eyes.

"Miss Cortes? Are you ready?" Jamie asked, a wry smile graced her lips, disappearing immediately. She scratched her eyes and followed him.

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