Things Are Exciting When They Are Forbidden.

Later That Day.

“Aww… you look like… uhm you're a princess of hell.” Claire was retorting and Leilani looked at her.

“Claire… I swear to God if I look bad… you're dead. Move from the mirror.” Claire gave a wan smile.

“As you wish. Your majesty. Or highness.” She moved from the mirror and Leilani got to see how she looked.

Black complimented her skin complexion. She looked like a Goddess in that Black shoulders off bodycon knee length dress.

“This is a bad idea.” Claire shook her head.

“No. It suits you.”

Her blonde her was straightened and she looked Like she's perfect. Her imperfections made her look perfect.

“Wow.” She was speechless. She looked at Claire and gave a grateful smile.

“I know! I know! Get in! Bring it in.” They hugged until they heard a honk.

“Oh. It's already 15 minutes. You have to go.” Leilani took a deep breath.

“Great. See you Tomorrow.” Leilani walked out. And she found Vincenzo mumbling with Fred.

It was funny they all matched. Black.

Vincenzo? He's wearing a clean shirt and buttoned it up fully to support the elegant tie he's wearing. On top of the shirt he's wearing a sleek vest with 4 buttons, it has a fairly deep v-line, which causes the vest to line up perfectly with the jacket's v-line when it's button up.

The jacket was clearly made for him, it's a perfect fit. It has a tight herringbone pattern which gives the suit a more formal and elegant look. The 4 buttons of his single breasted jacket have been left unbuttoned, it's a casual look which still manages to look classy.

The jacket is longer at the back, it has a vent at the back, there are two pockets on one side and one pocket on the other and there's a breast pocket which contains a stylish pocket square.

“Heaven You forgot…” Claire ran to her and she stopped when she saw Frederick and Vincenzo.

“Don't call me that.” Leilani warned her and Claire just gave an evil grin giving her a file.

“Oh. You.” Frederick said pointing at Claire. She smiled. “Yes. Me.” She said.

“Uh… You.. look good when you're sober. Sorry. I’m Frederick The Duke of Lancaster.”

“Claire… The Duchess of Lancaster.” Leilani cleared her throat and Vincenzo let out a small laughter.

“Oh. That's your last name. Silly me.” They shook hands. “Well… you going to the dinner?”

“No.” Vincenzo gave Fred a death stare. “What? I was going there to be your wing man. She'll be your wing man I mean woman. I'm going out. With Duchess Of Lancaster. Shall we?” Fred let out his arm and Claire held it.

“You can give the documents to him.” Leilani said and Claire smiled waving at them. They walked out leaving lust, confusion in the air.

“Ahem… You look good.” Vincenzo broke the silence.

“You're not bad yourself.” Leilani responded, and there was silence.

“The Kiss—” Vincenzo tried to speak but she interrupted him.

“Was a mistake. So… yeah. Let's get going. It's almost 6 o'clock.” Leilani said very fast as she walked to the door.

Vincenzo smirked.

Xivouche. 9pm.

“I didn't know you had motion sickness.” Vincenzo was busy helping Leilani catch her breath.

“Seriously?! You drove as if we have extra lives!! You made a 5 hour drive to 3 full hours.” Leilani complained. As she stood up straight up straight.

“Great! I'm okay now.” She fixed herself. And he looked at her. He lend out his arm.

“May we?” He asked politely and she thrust his arm out of her way and walked on her own.

“Yes. We definitely may.” He raised his eyebrows.

“Esuberante. But I love Feisty.” He walked behind her. {Feisty}

Well. I took Claire's advice, to act bold. And have massive balls. The waiter escorted us to the table and turns out… it was a table for three now Two since Frederick The Duke of Lancaster changed his mind.

I hated how the table was in a small space but either way he grabbed the seat for me. Gentleman. And I sat down. And he joined me.

"Attention Everyone," a voice at the front of the room commanded on a microphone. It was Eric.

“We've come here today..." I stared at the front of the large auditorium at Mr Holland as he made his speech. Until I realised something warm sneaking up my leg. I turned to see Vincenzo Di Costa moving his fingers up towards my thigh, towards my... womanhood.

Not even 5 minutes in the room. What is he doing?!

"What are you doing?" I asked hissing at him. "Shh..." he hushed me as he pushed my black dress up.

I told Claire that this was a bad idea. Look at me now... the only thing that was separating him was my thong. I didn't even hear what Mr Holland said.

He looked normal and I on the other hand. I don't know how I looked. He lightly touched my womanhood through the fabric and by reflex my legs immediately spread apart. I hated the power he has over me.

“I need you to slightly stand up.” He ordered me. Why?

“We should stop.”

“Fine. I'll do it by myself.” He said. Do what? I felt my thong move. And it fell on the ground and he picked it up and shoved into his pocket.

He raised his hand and gave a gesture And a waiter came by.

"Good evening, Madam, Sir. Welcome to Holland's Business Dinner. My name is Joseph and I'll be serving you. Here is your list of wine. Can I get you water while you go through the menu?" The waiter said.

“Yes please. Some sparkling water and still water for the lady. Make sure there's plenty of ice... like a lot of ice." Vincenzo said in a friendly manner.

"Certainly sir. I'll be back in a few." The waiter nodded politely and walked off through the melee of tables. I looked at him.

“Oh they have Wulle Acescence my favorite, Lirtin Amabile, Grenee Rosso. What's your choice?” I couldn't even speak. I looked at him.

The waiter came back with two glasses of water. And one glass filled with ice cubes.

He took an ice cube and placed in his sparkling water.

When it was about to dissolve… he took it out. When people clapped their hand he looked at me.

“Clap your hands.” Excuse me?

“Why d…” I raised my chest as the cold on my hot body in this warm room floods the me with a rush of sensations.

He was using the water that drips from melting ice cubes to tease me on my erogenous zone… Inner thighs.

Damn it felt so good yet embarrassing. I didn't even want food. He gave a reason that we ate on the way.

The wine? I told the waiter that… I only drink white wine which is something they don't serve or it's out of stock.

He was using his left wine to drink his wine. I on the other hand didn't even pay attention to everything in the room. I needed this man inside of me. I was brought back to reality when he asked something and I noticed there's a waiter.

“Ready for your fucking dessert?" He muttered under his breath. He turned back to the waiter.

Man… His fingers.

"Oh Jesus. Christ!" Leilani bellowed slamming her fist down on the table, closing her eyes tightly and throwing her head backwards. All eyes were on her. Vincenzo gave a smile to the waiter.

“Ey... Joseph please give us a moment." Vincenzo pleaded with the shocked waiter.

"Are you okay Ms Reed?" He asked. Leilani nodded. And he turned to the waiter.

"I think we may have… uh Cocoa and Strawberry Crumble, Melon and Milk Chocolate Pud and Almond Genoise.”

The waiter nodded to the order and walked back.

Her cheeks flushed and her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath. Vincenzo smiled and removed his hand and gave her a wan smile.

“Are you okay?" He asked knowing she was... better than fine. He asked as he removed his hand.

“You should've stopped. Now I wet my dress. I think it's gone through the seat. What are we going to do?" She started to panic. Who wouldn't?

"We better go to my room to clean you up then, right?" Vincenzo said and she gave him a reassurance look putting her leg on top of the other.

"Here." He took off his jacket and gave it her and she looked at it.

"Follow me, NOW." He ordered her.

Oh… what else are they going to do?