DIRTY RHYTHM

THE DIRTY ENCOUNTER 2

An obscene scene quickly greeted to Clair. A man looking at her like a prey with a seductive vixen sitting on between his thighs. The man gave her a short sultry glance. Clair's eyes peruse in the place and there she saw his father holding a crucial document on his hand sitting on the left side of the table and a mysterious guy who was with her earlier sitting in comfort at the right side. Under the dim light of the room, Clair knew the mysterious guy was tanned, he has a sexy figure oozing an aura of danger, a pair of golden eyes slightly squinted in amusement and his playful smirk never left on his lips. Clair just gave him a blank stare. Her eyes continued to peruse in the place and she finally notice the horde of men in suits dressed in black sitting on the sofas while all eyes were eyeing her.

Clair's stare was back at the man who was sexily smiling at her like he was trying to entice her and he wasn't failed, as Clair was quickly allured by his charm. She gulped as her eyes fixed on him, her heart flutters trying to hammer out of her chest. Such a strong and intense feeling of euphoria and exhilaration engulf her entirely, like she was being drunk. She was breathless as the man's look on her got intense, cruising her curves.

Clair was snapped out from realization when a sultry vixen on his lap move and kiss his neck that her tongue teasingly travels to his adam's apple while eyeing her. The two boldly make out in front of her. The woman in red stilettoes grinds her body on the man as her pair of mountains on her chest touches his. The man seemed to enjoy what the woman did that he quickly flashes a smile of contentment. His gaze remains on Clair. He was oozing a great scale of attractiveness that she can hardly look away from him. A sexy grin formed on his lips and a pair of navy blue eyes that were slightly covered by his messy hair. His thick brows that seduces her and are slightly narrow captivate her.

Clair's intense feeling quickly faded and her eyes turns blank and cold when she saw how the man's right hand crawled and wrap the woman's waist and his left hand crawled down to the vixen's thighs and the woman release a soft moan under her breath that Clair's face twitched in annoyance, the man then buried his face on her neck while his navy blue eyes remain on Clair, eyeing her magnetically.

Clair successfully broke her gaze at him and turn her attention to the corners of the darkened room. She was brought back to reality when she accidentally glimpses at her father holding a piece of thick paper. He didn't even notice her presence in the place as his eyes were focused on the document as his brows deeply knitted into a frown.

"D-dad..."

Clair slowly uttered as she was stammer at the same time. She was surprised to see her father in the place. Her father quickly look at her and was stupefied on his chair that his eyes quickly widen to see his daughter in the place in a white hair. 'What is she doing here?'

Her dad started to get fidgety and start overthinking that his stare went blank quickly. He was afraid for her daughter's life will be put between the line. He was afraid that the sharp-witted and cunning man would use her against him. The middle-aged man quickly glance at the man in a trance who was now eyeing her daughter deviously and a foxy smile formed on his lips. His blank stare turns to his daughter and stay for that in a short second, he was about to deny her for her life sake but the man notices him being restless and antsy on his chair, the man then flashes a mischievous grinned that made her dad shrink back to his feet.

The man then shooed the woman on his lap away and stood up magnificently, he approach the uninvited white-haired woman with a devilish smile. The espiègle light in the young man's eye is now visible to her. Clair's father was about to stand up to approach them but the mysterious golden-eyed man tsk-tsked to him and that he was stopped from doing so.

Clair was slightly taken aback when the man was finally in front of her, he stood so enchantingly yet roughly. She can now fully peruse him closely. Clair was petrified on her feet when the man corners her with his right hand resting above her head and looked intensely down on her. Clair couldn't help but feel awe at the man who was now towering over her. He was too tall that she only stand up to his chest. His roguish face was brought near to her and Clair tried her best to narrow her eyes at him. She then folded her arms on her chest unaware that her bulge cleavage was visible in his sight. The man peak at them lasciviously before returning to her eyes and slightly parted lips.

"So... you are the lovely daughter of Mr. Cornelius Massoullève?"

The man asked in a husky tone that his chiseled jaw move sexily. But Clair remain unmove and unimpressed trying her best to hide the real feelings under those cold and blank gaze.

"I am."

Clair answered proudly even her heart were racing rapidly but she manage to stand on her shuddered legs, the movement of the man's adams apple never escape to her gape. The man's hawkish gaze then cruise to her rosy lips once more that he intentionally brought his face more closer like they were about to kiss but the man stopped and stayed his gaze for a seconds on her before turning to her pair of midnight eyes. He playfully smirked.

The man then stood properly and thrust his left hand on his pocket while the right hand was extend to her like he was asking for her hand. Clair just stare at his hand before putting hers. The man was slightly astounded when he feel her cold hands, gently grip her and just ignore it. He guide her to the vacant chair and made her to seat. As Clair landed on the soft khaki couch, the nervous look on her father never escape from her piercing eyes.

To be continued...