“Aaliyah, why don’t you come inside first?” Samantha asked, and Aaliyah smiled before walking inside.
If they hadn’t seen what her expression looked like, they wouldn’t have believed she could glare so sinisterly.
“What happened earlier? Why did you leave? Is everything okay?” Samantha asked.
“I just needed some fresh air to calm my nerves. I saw some shops on my way here. So I bought something for my dad,” Aaliyah said, and Samantha nodded, her gaze flickering towards Volkov to start the conversation, but the latter only looked at his hands as if they were the most interesting thing in the world.
“What’s going on here?” Aaliyah asked as she saw more dancers popping up.
“Oh, the manager arranged it to welcome their chief guest, Mr. Volkov. You might not know, but the Volkov group owns 40% of this restaurant’s shares,” Samantha said, and Aaliyah nodded.
That explains why they were getting such excellent treatment.
“Aaliyah, come let’s eat,” Ashton said as soon as he came back, and Aaliyah nodded before standing and going to her friend’s table.
“Have Momo and David left already?” Aaliyah asked, and Ashton hummed.
“I received a message from them. They’ll be back any minute. They went to get some fresh air. Here, eat this. Say ahh,” Ashton pried her, bringing the cheeseball closer to her mouth, and she looked at him as if he had grown two heads.
“You don’t expect me to -”
“Come on,” Ashton pouted at her, and Aaliyah sighed, but rather than eating from the spoon he brought closer to her mouth, she took a cheeseball herself before popping it in her mouth.
“Well? Does it taste good?” Ashton asked, and Aaliyah beamed genuinely.
“It’s too yummy. I think we should order one more plate,” Aaliyah grinned.
Meanwhile, Volkov looked at her from the corner of his eyes and didn’t know what to do. She was angry at him for saying all those things. He gets it. But how is he supposed to mend things now?
He can’t just go to her and say he didn’t mean to say any of that. It would be like lying to her because he knows on the next given chance, he would be like that again.
Not to mention, every time he would be in his beast-cold mode, he would want to do her roughly, and at that time, he doesn’t expect himself to say sweet words to her. It would probably be worse than what he tried to convey to her on the terrace.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, feeling irritated with all these women dancing in his face, flaunting their chest when Volkov was interested in seeing only a particular pair of bre*sts, he stood from his place, walking to the restroom.
“Well? Did you tell her? It’s been a long time since you got excited about a girl,” He heard someone talking in the restroom.
“I know, but I don’t think I will try it. First, they are here only till evening. Second, I know it’s short, and we will probably never meet again, but I can spoil this friendship. Besides, I think Mr. Volkov likes her from how he looks at her, and I don’t want to come into his bad books. I need this job,” Volkov felt the voice familiar, and he immediately understood who was the girl.
“Well, if that’s the case, let’s leave it,” The men left the restroom, and Volkov washed his hands before turning around to go back.
“What do you think you were doing there, Mr. Dominic?” He heard a voice, and before he could react, he was pinned on the wall with Aaliyah’s leg beside his shoulder, stopping him from moving any further.
“Aaliyah? What are you -”
“That’s not the answer to my question. Were you enjoying the show, Mr. Volkov?” Aaliyah asked.
“The artists are professional with their work,” Volkov gave a diplomatic answer.
“Were you liking it when those women were shoving their bre*sts in your face?” Aaliyah’s gaze was dark as if she was here for some kind of revenge, and for the first time, Volkov gulped, not knowing what to do.
“Listen here, Mr. Dominic. When you claimed me as yours, tried to mark me, called me yours, you were equally mine. Don’t think I will sit there quietly while you enjoy another woman,” Aaliyah grabbed his collar.
“This body,” Aaliyah roamed her finger on his chest.
“Your smell, your smile, your gaze, your feelings, everything belonged to me the moment you called me yours. So don’t you dare look at another woman,” She dusted his shoulder with a sinister smile before looking back into his eyes.
“I am a very territorial girl, Mr. Volkov. If someone tries to invade my territory, I go berserk and make their life a living hell,” Aaliyah whispered every word slowly like a hissing snake, and the more Volkov heard her talking like that, the more aroused he felt.
Sh*t. It was already a bad thing that he had to jerk off today. He can’t afford to get aroused again.
“We are still not even for how you left me at the terrace. I will get back to you for it,” Aaliyah said before she turned around and left, leaving him confused, aroused, and excited.
Dimitri, who witnessed everything, looked at the duo with a complicated expression. He was seeing someone cornering Volkov for the first time in his life.
He believes only Aaliyah has that power.
But what was more shocking was how dangerous she looked and sounded. She was on par with Vulcan if it didn’t come to killing.
Seeing Aaliyah walking towards the stairs, Volkov followed her, wanting to know what she meant by her words.
She could not possibly be angry because he left her there, right? But he left because he didn’t know if he could control himself around her anymore.
Ascending the stairs behind her softly so that she doesn’t notice him, he paused when he saw her stopping and looking at her phone.
Moving closer, he looked in front of her, raising his brows at the scene in front of her. Hearing some sound, as Aaliyah lifted her gaze, her eyes met briefly with the scene, making her freeze before someone covered her eyes, pulling her into the storeroom.
“What the-” Aaliyah lifted her hand to elbow the person, but Volkov was quick to react and held her hand tightly, his intoxicating smell finally registering in Aaliyah’s mind.
“Were you following me?” She asked, bewildered.
“If not, I wouldn’t have been able to save you from that scene earlier,” Volkov said, and Aaliyah’s face flushed red.
She didn’t know she would see that kind of explicit scene, either.
On the terrace, right beside the door, a couple was in a compromising position. The girl was sitting on her knees with her face between the boy’s legs, and Aaliyah wasn’t a kid to not know what was happening there.
“You saved me again, thanks. Now you can go,” Aaliyah said, not wanting him to see how much their proximity was affecting her.
“Why? Why should I go? Last time I checked, you owned everything of me. So act like an owner and take me,” Volkov stepped closer, and she kept backing off until her back hit the wall.
He gently pressed his lower abdomen to hers, making her heart skip a beat.
“I wasn’t enjoying their dance, Aaliyah. In fact, I didn’t even look at anyone even for a second. Do you know why?” Volkov whispered in her ears, and Aaliyah’s heart started racing again.
“Because I was thinking about you all the time. What it felt like to kiss you, to hold you, to hug you, and more than that, I couldn’t take my mind off how satisfying it felt when I grabbed your b**bs in my hand,” Volkov said before bitting her earlobe sensually as he grabbed her right br*ast from above her to top, making her lean back with a gasp.
“You don’t have to worry about anything, Aaliyah. This body, this smell, this gaze, this heartbeat, even the man himself is yours,” Volkov placed his lips on her neck before kissing and sucking the junction between her neck and shoulder, making her place her hand on the table beside her, accidentally pushing an empty can.
“Hey! Who’s there!” They heard a voice, and Aaliyah widened her eyes, making Volkov pull her further inside before they hid behind the Almirah, barely fitting in with Aaliyah’s back pressed against his chest.
“Andrew, come on. Let’s go. It’s better if we don’t get caught,” The girl said.
“That’s what I am worried about. I want to make sure no one saw us,” Andrew walked inside the storeroom, and Aaliyah further leaned into Volkov, her hips movement igniting the fire in his soldier once again.
“Don’t move,” Volkov bent to whisper, and Aaliyah was about to nod when she felt something digging into her lower back, and immediately understanding what it was, her heart started to beat faster with her face starting to get hot.
Smirking at Aaliyah as he could feel her fast-beating heart, Volkov gently grabbed her left br*asts in his hand before traveling his hand down to her abdomen, making her gasp.
“Sssshhh… Don’t make a sound, Aaliyah,” Volkov whispered before he slid his hand inside her shorts, her panties being the only barrier between her p*ssy and his hand.
Biting her lips to not make a sound, Aaliyah gulped, not knowing how to control her raging emotions and moans that were itching to let out.
It was getting a bit too much. The wetness in her panties was increasing again and she was sure Volkov could feel it. With his lips on her neck, his left hand pinching her ni*ple, and his right hand slipping under her panties, she didn’t know if she would be able to contain her moan any longer.
“There’s no one here, Andrew. Let’s just go,” the girl said, and Andrew hummed before going out and closing the door.
Though the couple was gone, none of them moved an inch.
“Mr. Volkov, what are you doing?” Aaliyah finally asked, and Volkov smiled.
“You were angry because I left you on the terrace, no? I want to show you what I would’ve done if I hadn’t left at that time,” Volkov said before he gently twisted his finger around her panties, his finger finding her folds as he pried them open gently, letting his finger rub her wetness, and Aaliyah closed her eyes momentarily.
This was the first time any man touched her there, and she wouldn’t lie and say she didn’t like it. Or precisely because Mr. Volkov was the one touching her that rather than repulsing, she wanted it more.
“Should I show you, Aaliyah?” Volkov’s assault increased its pace as he pulled her top down from her right shoulder to give her a hickey, and a moan escaped her lips, the thing on her back digging even more, giving her wild imaginations, and she couldn’t control herself anymore.
“You want to show me what you wanted to do? Why don’t you start by making me bend? That’s what you wanted, no?” Aaliyah asked, turning around, and her demeanor immediately switched from that calm and innocent girl to the seductress, and Volkov looked at her closely with a smirk.
It looks like he was starting to figure her out now.
Aaliyah Gold. She wasn’t an easy girl. There is a darkness inside her, just like him, that she hides from everyone, but whenever pushed to her limits, she doesn’t shy away from showing it.
Whether it be, fighting with the goons or acting like a seductress in front of him, these were the emotions that she hides within herself, but it’s always a matter of fact till her true nature starts to surface, just like him.