Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

As soon as they got home, Scarlett started to make preparations for Skyler’s arrival. She arranged everything by herself, right from the necessities in the bedroom to the utensils she would need for tomorrow’s lunch. After that, she came to the study looking for Francis.

“Francis!” She peeked in and yelled. She was wearing a loose white shirt, which revealed her long legs. She looked, as always, extremely sexy and charming.

“What’s up?” Francis asked as he looked up.

“Would you like to go shopping with me?” She asked in a meek voice, scared to disturb his concentration and inflamed his temper. Scarlett just stood there without moving. She stared at him with big puppy eyes, anxious to please.

Francis beckoned her in, and then she hopped in excitedly like a little bunny.

“Look at you, so happy that Skyler is coming back. I’ve never seen you so happy to welcome me back home….” Francis couldn’t help but feel jealous. It seemed to him that any guy– even her little brother­– would elicit more excitement than he did in Scarlett.

Scarlett came in and set herself on the wooden desk, with her legs dangling, and said, “Well, he is my little brother, and he is the only family I had before I met you! What do you expect? It doesn’t even make sense to compare yourself to him, Francis. You’re losing the plot now.”

Sitting there dangling her legs, Scarlett’s long white shirt rolled up to reveal her long, white legs to Francis. They were smooth and elegant, smelling freshly of vanilla and lavender.

Francis’s eyes darted to the wondrous sight. Scarlett followed his eyes and realized where he was looking.

“Hey, I’m talking about something serious with you! Why do you always do this? Can’t you just focus on what I’m saying for once?” She complained, tugging her shirt down angrily.

“Listen, I was caught up in this and that business stuff when you came around. You’re the one who came here and decided to disturb me.”

“You are so ridiculous. Why can’t you ever just behave appropriately with me?”

She pouted and continued. “You’re always finding fresh new ways to annoy the hell out of me.”

“Didn’t you say you want to go shopping? Let’s go now! What do you think?” Francis suddenly changed the subject. He wasn’t interested in making her angry; he had already done that so many times before. He noticed Scarlett’s sexy body and her luscious pink lips and decided it was in his best interest to keep this lovely lady as pleased with him as possible. He couldn’t fight the intense crush he had on her, even after all this time.

“I thought you said you had work? Have you finished up with whatever you’re doing? I don’t want to disturb you, after all…” Scarlett’s voice trailed off. Francis’s comment earlier had stung her just a little bit.

In truth, Francis didn’t have anything important to handle right then. Instead, driven by his feelings of dejection and jealousy, he had decided to retreat to the study for some quiet time.

“Don’t worry about your pretty little head about that. Do you want to go or not?” He looked at her with an inquisitive gaze, twirling his car keys in his fingers.

“Hey, wait, hold on, will you? I’m not even dressed. Just give me a minute, I’ll go get dressed and be right out. I won’t go long. Don’t move, okay?” She came downstairs, and they headed to the mall.

***

After one whole hour had passed, Scarlett still had not gotten out of the changing room. What was she doing anyway? Francis couldn’t bear it anymore.

“Just pick one, and let’s go now. The mall is going to be closing any minute now, Scarlett!” He moaned.

“Which one do you like better?” Scarlett asked. She had a dress in one hand and a short denim skirt with a black blouse in the other.

“The left one!” He answered promptly.

“Well, then I’ll wear the right one!” Scarlett said, turning around to go back into the changing room. But before she could move one step, Francis grabbed her and pressed her up against the wall seductively. And then she turned back to wear that. But before she did that, she suddenly was pressed against the wall by Francis.

“What do you think you are doing?” Scarlett was surprised to see the direction that has shopping trip was going in.

“I have been waiting for you for so long… Don’t you think you should reward me for my extraordinary patience?” He winked at her and teased her.

Francis started to kiss Scarlett: on her neck, shoulders, and down to her hips. Scarlett’s face reddened. What if people were watching them? The mall looked fairly empty right then, but who knew? There are peeping toms everywhere, after all.All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

“Could you stop now?” Scarlett said.

Francis pulled Scarlett into his arms. He stared into her eyes deeply and said, “Scarlett, I think you owe me for the time you’ve made me wait here for you. I trust you’ll find a way to repay me later tonight.” Francis said, his voice was deep and electric with desire.

Upon hearing that, Scarlett’s face turned even redder, and she strolled back to the changing room without a word.

Even when they were dating, Scarlett and Francis did not spend much time at the movies. Scarlett hoped that they would have the opportunity to watch something then. In

“Francis, why don’t we go to the theatre? I want to watch a movie with you!”

“Why would we watch a film here? We have an IMAX screen right at home…It’s probably better than the one they have in this dingy cinema.” Francis grabbed her hand and walked towards the exit, eager to leave the mall at long last.

“If everyone thought like you, there wouldn’t be any theatres left in the world. They would all have to shut down.” Scarlett said, growing argumentative.

When they came to the parking lot, Scarlett was amazed to see a gleaming Maserati front and center. They had finally decided to take a taxi to the mall, so Scarlett wasn’t sure why there was this car waiting. “You have a Maserati? I didn’t know…” She stammered.

“What’s that, Scarlett?” Francis smiled and looked at her. He was feeling indulgent.

“I once saw a car like this parked right near Eve’s apartment.” She was surprised.