Blake

It had been a hectic day full of meetings, video calls and now, it seemed it was going to get even better. Amelia Mendez was in the middle of her presentation when my Blackberry vibrated. Everyone noticed, but I didn’t give a damn. My mood wasn’t going to be messed with or they’d end up getting fired. Amelia smiled and proceeded. She’d been giving me a lot of blatant come-hither looks. She was certainly beautiful, but I’d been subtly declining her advances.

I’d turned them all down since Sienna became mine.

Sienna: Don’t dictate my life! My mind is capable of making rational decisions. If you’re not happy about it, too bad; deal with it.

Christ! This woman’s impossible! How can she think that working with Kyle would be all right with me?

Me: I made my feelings perfectly clear concerning that cretin. I’m being rational. I can get you a job anywhere, name it. Kyle has motives. I just want you to be safe; that is all. I miss you, poppet.

I placed my phone back in my pocket and waited for her reply. Ten minutes passed and she still hadn’t answered. She was obviously ticked off. I’d give her time to calm down.

It was evident to everyone within sight that he wanted her back, but his loss had been my gain. I wasn’t as feebleminded as he was. He hadn’t realized how special Sienna was; however, I did. I’d waited gallantly for almost nine months. I wasn’t going to let him snatch her away. Hell. The. Fuck. No.

That first night I had seen her at Toby’s party, I had immediately been bewitched. She wasn’t the type of woman I was usually attracted to, but, Christ, any man would have to be blind not to be captivated by the exotically golden/green-eyed beauty and her lush curves, especially that toned, succulent ass of hers. Her body was just perfect; long wavy mane, C-cups, small waist and a nice rounded, pert bottom. She was the kind of woman who could make a man groan as she passed by. She was lethal to all hot-blooded males in her vicinity.

I was shocked after I had been introduced to her and had made the realization that she was not superficial, instead she was quite a sincere person. She was a breath of fresh air with enough sass, wit and sweetness melded into her goddess beauty that I had instantly wanted to know more about her.

I couldn’t get enough of her.

When Toby had seen where my eyes had wandered, he’d warned me to back off. He’d mentioned that she was in a very committed relationship with her childhood sweetheart and there was no chance in hell of breaking them up. They were in love and would marry someday. So, I had retreated. How could a man compete with that? Love was anathema to me. I had seen my parents in love, but never had I experienced it for myself.

Yet, I couldn’t stay away from her. I was drawn to her; hook, line and sinker. So, I settled for her friendship. When our friendship had flourished, it made me want her more. We had a lot in common and she was fun to be around, but I had to keep my desires buried when she was near. I quietly lusted from afar for months as I practiced the art of restraint and placed a harness on my feelings. When she broke the news that Kyle had cheated and started seeing someone else, I was triumphant and my mind was set on having her.

My plan faltered when she decided to go see him after what he’d done. I let her be. If closure was what she needed, then closure was what she’d get. Had I known at the time what that visit would result in, I wouldn’t have let her go.

When Lucy casually mentioned that Sienna was back early, how distraught she was and why she was distraught, furious didn’t amount to what I’d felt then. The impulse to see her was imminent and I made a dash to my flat to get her spare key. I let myself in the apartment, ready to confront and berate her; however, when I’d opened her bedroom door and had seen her sleeping so soundly, all thoughts vanished.

It pained me that she’d slept with him, but it didn’t change the fact that I still wanted her more than ever. I had to tread carefully when pursuing her, though all my good intentions of taking it slowly had vanished when she’d taunted me in the car; when she had spoken in Spanish. I knew the language fluently, but when she purred in Spanish, I had been flabbergasted. I wanted to fuck her right then, yet I did as she asked and waited.

Then, when she broke the news about Kyle moving here and she needed to help him, I was conflicted. I wanted her, but she was still attached to the man. That night at the park, I was at odds with myself. I wanted her; however, I couldn’t bring myself to ask if she was still in love with him. If she was in love, how in God’s name could I compete with that? I did what I had to do; I walked away. My Sienna didn’t make it easy for me, though. She had to drag that cretin to the club and flaunt him as he groped her right before my eyes. Roaring jealousy floored me and ripped me apart. I was done for.

I knew then.

I knew that if I didn’t possess her, I would be haunted by her forever. They say life was about taking risks, right? My sanity was at stake; the decision had been made.

That same night, when she finally gave herself to me, something deep inside me had changed.

A soul-shifting alteration that had touched the very core of my being; Sienna had done that, unbeknownst to her.

The meeting ended. I thanked everyone as they departed and scampered back to their offices. Amelia sauntered toward me, placing her hand on my chest; a bold move for a bold woman. I met her three months ago when I made a quick trip to oversee the new branch, along with the new project. I was attracted to her and she had easily given in to my advances without hesitation. For two whole nights, I had enjoyed her body. However, seeing her now didn’t do anything for me. Although she obviously wanted to pick up where we’d left off.

“Señor Knightly, what time will you need me to be ready for the gala tonight?” We were both going to represent the company and she was my plus one. It was all business and nothing else. She was a daughter of a prominent family in Spain. She was good at her job and she was a great asset for the company. It also didn’t hurt that she had vast connections in the country.

“Be ready by six. You can go home and get ready. I’m sure we’ll be fine without you for the rest of the day,” I said calmly, cocking my head quickly and going back to studying the paperwork I had in my hands. She leaned a little closer and grazed my cheek. Her perfume was heady and I wanted to get away.

“I’ll be more than ready for you. See you tonight, mi amor,” she purred and then sashayed her tight-clad body out the door.

Running my hand through my hair, I made a mental note to tell her I was seeing someone else. She seemed oblivious to the fact that I had declined her offers, several times. She simply kept on coming nonetheless. Christ, that woman’s going to be trouble.

Releasing a heavy sigh, I went back to my office, sat on my desk and stared at the photo of the woman who had irrevocably bewitched me. It was a picture I had taken the day after making love to her. That night had been one of the best nights I’d ever had. She had definitely been worth the wait. When I’d woken up and seen her next to me, I had to keep a memento; to freeze that moment in my mind. She was everything that I’d ever wanted in a woman and more. I had grabbed my phone and taken the picture. Her hair was disheveled, lips slightly parted and the sheet barely covered her breasts. She looked so peaceful and absolutely breathtaking.

Something tugged inside of me the longer I stared at her. Christ, Knightly, you’ve got it really bad.

Pulling out my phone, I checked for messages or missed calls. I got a few from friends and work, but none had come from her.

I squeezed the bridge of my nose to ease some tension, and then buzzed the intercom, barking for Luke, my assistant who was hired a week ago in London, to come inside my office “this instant”.

“Yes, Mr. Knightly?” the composed, blue-eyed, blond asked.

“Can you check my schedule? Tell me when I’m free so I can visit London.”

After a minute or two, he came back again with the company iPad and checked the calendar. Clearing his throat, he spoke, “Next week, you can leave Friday afternoon, but you have to be back early Sunday to make it for your golf meeting with the Mayor and other investors.”

“Fine, make sure the pilot knows. I want to leave at four and get there by six. Do it before you leave today. That will be it, Luke. Thank you.”

“Good day, Mr. Knightly.”

Fuck! Another week until I see her? Fuck!