The Vixen's Man

Chapter 6

"Noo!!" she shrieked. She was so scared of the dark.

Then she felt Blake’s arms went around her. Her face was on his chest as she tried very hard not to cry. She was gripping his arms. It was something that people didn’t know about her. She was terrified of darkness.

Blake was just planning to come near her to smell her. Her scent was really drawing him to her. He frowned when the lights went out. He was surprised when Heather screamed. Somehow, he hugged her and gave her a sense of safety subconsciously. Now he could feel her soft and warm body. He didn't care if Heather would think that he was taking advantage. He had to do what his body had been wanting to do.

He looked at Heather. She was always proud and treated him coldly. It was very rare to see her so fragile and... cute. He had an impulse to tease her. He separated their bodies a little . He extended his hand to touch the wall of the elevator. He leaned Heather’s back against it then held her face to tilt it. He kissed her.

" Heather protested and tried to get her lips away from his but Blake deepened the kiss.

She really has sweet lips! They are very very soft! He thought.

He pushed his front body to hers so she could feel his arousal.

Heather couldn’t believe that Blake was torridly kissing her! She couldn't do anything because she was afraid he would release her. She just couldn’t bear the darkness. Besides she couldn’t even budge his hard body.

Weirdly, in his kiss, her fear of darkness gradually faded. His kiss was dominated by l**t which she found exciting and arousing? Realizing what she was thinking she began to push him from her. She hit his biceps with her fists but he didn’t stop. His tongue was now exploring the inside of her mouth expertly. She could feel something hard below her breasts. She was not that naive so she knew that he was having a hard-on. Then it was bright again in the lift and Blake finally broke the kiss.

"You horrible perv!" She hissed as she caught her breath.

His eyes were dark as he smirked at her. He even ran the tip of his tongue around his lips as if savoring her taste. He was looking at her lustfully.

"How dared you!!" She angrily said before trying to slap him.

As expected, he just caught her hand in mid-air then kissed her again quickly. After a second or two he quickly moved back from her to go to the other end when the elevator stopped. They are on the eight floor.

The door opened. Heather was afraid that she would look horrible. She quickly check her reflection on the elevator's wall and tried to fix herself. Her lips were now bare of lipstick.

A woman and probably a four year old girl got in. The woman smiled at her and she just nodded at her.

"Uncle Blake!" The little girl looked delighter.

"Hannah!" Blake smiled and fondly patted her head.

"Good morning Blake!" The female greeted him.

"Good morning Lisa." Drawled Blake.

"Are you going to school?" he asked the cute girl.

The girl nodded. Heather was just looking at them.

She found it fascinating that this f*ckboy could be good with children. The little girl is obviously very fond of him. Hannah looked at her then turned to Blake again.

"Uncle Blake is that pretty woman your girlfriend?" She asked innocently.

The mother gasped as Heather's eyes widened.

Blake chuckled. "No Hannah. Unfortunately not." he said while flashing Heather a knowing smile.

"Hannah!" The mother scolded the child. "Sorry miss .My daughter says the silliest things sometimes." she apologized.

She just released a small smile.

What a tactless child! I would rather be single all my life than be that perv's woman. She thought.

"You look good together Uncle Blake." Hannah added.

The mother pulled the child’s hand.

"That's enough Hanna! Say sorry to the lady." She ordered her daughter before the door opened.

"Sorry Miss pretty." Hannah was smiling at her then she turned to Blake again to say goodbye. The latter was grinning from ear to ear. She decided to get off the lift too.She didn't want to be alone with him again.

"Bye my sweet princess." He said with a chuckle.

She looked daggers at him. "p*****t!"

She heard him chuckling as the door closed.

"I will definitely make you pay!" She mumbled to herself.

***

She had discovered that she could be patient. She could even control her anger especially if the person she wanted to burn alive was her boss’s daughter.

Carla was asking Vanessa to choose from the designs of long dresses she sketched. Blake’s w***e was going to attend an event with other models. She had presented all the designs she did since several months ago but Vanessa kept on whining. She had bad things to say about every design. She pasted a fake smile on her face as she tried hard not to poke the b***h’s eyes out. She knew that she was deliberately pissing her. If Carla wasn’t in the room she probably would have slapped Vanessa.

"Honey Heather’s designs are really good. Are you sure you don’t like any of them? Could you just look at them carefully? You will look good in any of them." Carla said gently.

"Mom! These are so outdated and so common! They look so cheap!!" Blake’s b***h said sulkily.

She cleared her throat." I beg to disagree Vanessa. They are not outdated. I based them from the new fashion trend in Australia." She said with a smile.

The woman looked at her with sharp eyes. "Whatever! They are all ugly and I wouldn’t be caught wearing any of your designs!”

She gaped while Carla just shook her head.

"I will not wear any of these mom! Call Rio instead! I want to see her designs.!" Vanessa said before angrily leaving the room.

"Sorry about that Heather. My daughter can be really rude and bratty sometimes." She told her then followed Vanessa.

After an hour the other designer came. Vanessa compared her work to Rio. She said that hers were so bad.

"I heard you have a farm in Australia. You are supposed to design clothes for humans not pets! Maybe you are not in the right clothing industry.” Vanessa said insultingly.

She did her best to control her temper. She didn’t want to have a rift with her mother’s friend. Carla was very nice to her. Maybe as a compensation, she was told to just work for half a day.

Maybe due to physical tiredness and emotional stress, she couldn’t help crying while inside the lift. Carla’s tenderness and sweetness to Vanessa made Heather miss her mom and family. She covered her face with her hands and cried silently. She felt so sorry for herself. Then the elevator door opened.

Blake was taken aback when he saw her crying.