NINE

Kim got down from the taxi, she stared at the skyscraper in her front. She had browsed a different hotel name when she could have been browsing Mayer's hotel, the name was quite different from the one in Dubai.

"Miss Cortes!" Tony yelled, waving Kim looked over to him and went closer. "This way" he directed.

They entered the building, heading to the elevator Tony pressed the button for the penthouse, and Kim inhaled silently getting nervous, she practised every speech in her head. Her fingers moved like she calculated every word.

Ding!

The elevator opened, and Kim rushed out, she didn't know exactly what floor but she paused immediately, seeing Miran standing at her front.

"Kim?" He looked surprised to see her, he shifted his gaze to Tony standing beside her.

"Mr Mayer" he bowed and walked away, Kim's head went blank, and she gulped several times.

"Kim?" He called, he placed his hands in his pocket, she cleared her throat and finally, words were coming to her head.

"I'm sorry" a faint some graced her lips, her nail dug into her palms, and she sniffed.

"For what?" He asked, Kim, sighed, was she getting this right? She wondered.

"I…um…I wanted to apologize." She inhaled with a nervous smile.

"You came all the way here to apologize?" His gentle steps toward her made her nervous.

"No, I came here to say… I'm sorry and I don't want to lose Miran" those were not the exact words she had planned but that was the right word, she assumed.

"What?" The muscles on his face dissipated, and a small smile inch into his lips. He stopped steps away from her.

"Yeah, that's right…" she nodded, stepping closer. "I'm not letting you go" she rushed over to him, hurriedly Kim wrapping her hands around his neck and their bodies slammed against each other, "I love you and I meant every word I said, I love you" she pouted, Miran smirked, he held her close.

"I know that… silly," he says, pressing his lips against her small smile. "I love you" he breathed, the words he had just exchanged with her and her melting in his arms as he spoke those words were magical, he couldn't deny he was crazy over her. There was a long pause as they both stared at each other, inhaling each other's breath, Miran moved her hair away from her flushed red face, his hands gripping her waist and pulling her closer.

"Take me with you, anywhere, hm?" She locked eyes with him, unable to take her eyes away with her, Miran nodded.

"Take me along," he chuckled, "make me yours, Kim" hearing these words from him, Kim bit her lips, smiling. This moment she prayed never to forget, she couldn't care less, she aimed to make his man hers too.

"I love you" Then she smiled and the corners of her mouth, looking into his eyes, Miran's lips pressed against hers, capturing every part of her, while they breathed each other. In that kiss was the sweetness of passion, a million loving thoughts condensed into a moment, kisses that were like charity, creating want by holding back.

"I have a flight to catch," he gasped, with a smile that refused to leave.

"You own a jet, reschedule!" She breathed against his smiling lips.

"Okay," he pulled her tighter, "you're coming with me," he says. "Kim" he pulled away.

"What's wrong?" She licked her lips.

"I have a family meeting, I have to be there," he says.

"Oh, you should have told me," She said with a sign.

"Yeah, you're coming with me" he repeated,

"Why?" She asked.

"Isn't that why you're with your passport?" He smirked, staring at her hand, Kim looked at him and sighed.

"You're so annoying" she rolled her eyes, and then realized he didn't like that, it was already a habit for her.

Miran leaned closer to her, his hands slowly wrapped around her waist, and he whispered "How about we practice that in Dubai" his sweet teasy voice sent lust down her spine, giving her shivers. "How about that?" He looked at her.

"I wouldn't…" She felt tension build-up, up as he stared at her.

"Mr Mayer? Sorry to interrupt, but we are ready for you" A man in a black suit interrupted.

"Could you get my lady new dresses?" He smiled at the man. This was the first time she had seen the man, his face looked new.

"Right now?" He asked.

"Yes Saad, She's flying with me" he took Kim's hand, taking her into his penthouse.

"That's new… Miran, I need to call my mother" she says, He closed the door behind them, and Kim stared at the house stunned, he always had a unique taste.

"You can call her" he inhaled with a smile

"I need to also…" she stared around, Miran had a thing for pianos. One Grand piano sat in the living room. "And I also need to get my things"

"We know we'd get you new things," he scrolled on his phone.

"Yeah, but still… I don't even have a charger with me"

"Should I ask for one?" He asked, She knew Miran so well, that he could literally get anything she wanted. She had no excuse. "Lima could get you one," he says

"Nevermind" she replied, gawking at him, her phone began to ring and she looked at it. Pablo had been calling.

Miran turned around, "you should call your mother," he says, Kim closed her eyes briefly.

"Lima would be here any…" they heard and a knock "that should be Lima," he says.

"I would be in the shower," she says, Kim paused, she didn't even know the way to the room.

"It's that way," Miran pointed, smiling at her. "I would be waiting for you" He kissed her cheek.

Kimimela stepped into the room, and just like what she expected, Miran didn't like bright colors, but this was so beautiful. The bed was perfectly laid, she sat on it and loved the softness.

Pablo kept calling, Kim sighed and took her phone, picking up the call.

"Kim?" He hurriedly called.

"Hey, I'm sorry… I am not in a mood to talk" she got and headed to the bathroom.

"Where are you Kim, let me come to you… I have something to tell you" he says.

"Hold up, I will call you later," she says, seeing her mother's call come in.

"Hola mamá" Lara breathed loud,

"Estás con él, ¿no?" She asked. (You're with him, right?)

"Lo siento, tuve que irme así." Kim struggled with her dress, finally, she got rid of it. (Sorry, I had to leave like this).

"It's okay, you made the right choice, and I am happy about that" Lara says in a low voice, Kim smiled, "I love you, baby,"

"I love you too, mom" her eyes went misty and a light-hearted smile graced her lips as she hung up.

Kim breathed out, dropped her cell by the sink and headed to the shower.

Minutes later, she stepped out of the shower in a white towel.

"Oh my god!" She screamed, Miran sat at the edge of the bed, he blinked severally staring at her startled gaze.

"Your dress is here" he intoned with his eyes secretly scanning her.

"Thank you" she breathed calmly,

Did you call your mom?" He got up, Kim nodded, she remembered, the first he walked up to her with a towel wrapped around her.

"Yeah, I did… is that the dress?" She asked. She stared at the shirt-like dress, which seemed pretty normal.

"Yeah, I picked it… if you don't like you could check the living room." He gulped, and Kim shrunk under his lustful eyes.

"This is okay," she says, smiling "wouldn't be bad to wear something you picked" She shrugged.

"Alright" he kissed her cheek, Kim caught his hands, and her eyes met his. Miran leaned forward for a kiss, but she brushed him.

"Shoes?" She asked.

"Your shoes are outside," he added, Kim quickly let go of his hands. Miran pulled her by her waist, "don't play with me" He gripped her tight. His dark eyes flickered in the light with a bewitching look, a mischievous smile graced Kim's lips.

"It's fun" her mouth twitched, she leaned closer, whispering in his ear "it's fun seeing those eyes crave me" Miran blinked and shifted his gaze.

Gently he let go of her, "You're going to be begging when I start, don't play with me." He warned.

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