Forced to Marry my Sister’s Fiancé

Eight.

Who was this woman? Donovan wondered. Though she'd changed from her previous outfit, he could tell immediately that she was the woman from the shop. And while her beauty had been subtle before, she looked absolutely breathtaking right now. So beautiful that the close proximity he had to her, had his heart thundering within as he watched her check him out, shock and desire clouding her cerulean blue eyes.

He had been extremely annoyed with the turn of events that happened in the branch shop. The manager had been unable to control his employees and had let Donovan see a disgraceful scene. At the end, he was forced to dismiss them both. He hadn't planned on letting the manager go, maybe let him off with some warning, but in her anger at the manager firing her, the attendant had exposed the manager's corruption and misgivings, and after just a little investigating, he discovered them true. At the end he had no choice but to let him go.

He had then assigned the most senior employee of the branch to be the acting manager, until a competent person was found to take the position.

In his musings and annoyance, he had been so lost in his thoughts he didn't even bother to look at his surroundings, and she certainly hadn't checked either. But in his defense, he thought, she was so tiny. She couldn't have been more than 5ft tall, and against his 6ft 4 frame, she seemed even smaller.

She was beautiful, he mused again. Something completely uncharacteristic of him. And against his will, he found his eyes roaming her figure again. He simply couldn't tear his gaze from the woman in front of him.

Donovan had seen his fair share of beautiful women in his life, but there was something about this woman that left him captivated. It was as if her very presence exuded an irresistible allure, a magnetic pull that he couldn't resist.

She was an alluring contradiction, a petite yet impossibly sexy figure. Her long, wavy brown hair framed her face like a cascade of rich, dark silk, flowing down to her lower back, and her cerulean blue eyes held a hint of both shock and desire as she locked gazes with him.

Her lips, thick, lush and pouty, were painted the brightest red, drawing his attention like a moth to a flame. The scarlet hue highlighted the curve of her mouth, making it impossible not to imagine how they'd feel against his skin. She was dressed in a short sparkly beige dress that hugged her generous curves in all the right places, accentuating her sensuality, highlighting every sensual curve and inviting the imagination to run wild.

Georgia stood equally enraptured with the man in front of her. She was aware of his gaze on her, sensitive to every place his dark orbs seem to linger. From her pouty lips to the curves of her breasts. She was aware of this man in a way she's never been of any other man in her life. Georgia felt a warmth spread through her body, and her heart raced in response. It was a sensation she hadn't felt in a long time, and it both excited and unnerved her.

Her apology finally tumbled from her lips as she forcefully snapped out of her trance, her cerulean blue eyes meeting Donovan's once more.

"Sorry about that," she offered with a sheepish yet flirtatious smile, her voice laced with a subtle hint of mischief. "I wasn't quite paying attention to where I was going."

As Donovan watched her with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine, Georgia decided to seize control of the situation. She gave a parting wink and a playful wave of her hand, bidding him goodbye with a captivating confidence. With each sensuous stride she took, the beige dress clung to her figure, drawing his eyes to her swaying hips and graceful posture.

No matter how much the man intrigued her and made her full of desire, she knew she had no time for that at the moment. She was still a wanted fugitive, and she was yet to be even certain if her family would grant her asylum. The best thing she could do was forget the encounter, as it would certainly do her no good.

Donovan remained rooted in place, his gaze lingered on her, as he watched Georgia walk away. His heart pounding in his chest, and a mix of conflicting emotions flooded his senses. He couldn't explain this intense attraction to a stranger he had just bumped into, and it both intrigued and frustrated him. She had awakened something dormant within him, a desire that had been suppressed for far too long. When was the last time he embraced a woman, he thought. Far too long..he mused.

With each step she took, Donovan's internal turmoil deepened. He wrestled with the urge to go after her, to learn more about this woman who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere. But he was also aware of the complications in his life, especially the existence of a certain fiancée. He was many things, but he certainly wasn't a cheater. No matter how little regard he held for the woman he was to wed.

For a moment, he hesitated, torn between the allure of the mysterious woman and the morals and discipline ingrained within him. In the end, duty and reason won, and he let her walk away, her sensual strides leaving a mark on his thoughts. He certainly wouldn't forget this encounter anytime soon.

As Georgia disappeared into the bustling mall, Donovan couldn't escape the feeling that their encounter was far from over. Something told him he would see her again, and he tried not to look too forward to it.

"Sir, are you okay?" It was only when john spoke up that Donovan was reminded of his presence. He turned to the small man, his lips quirked in a half smirk.

"What a woman, right john?" He decided to tease his poor employee, and the young man immediately began to flush.

"I-i d-didn't even notice," John stammered, unwilling to reveal the fact that he too had been captivated by the strange alluring woman.

"Sure!" Donovan barked out a laugh, amused at his assistant's reaction, and finally began to continue his walk towards the next business he owned in the mall, his mood certainly not as terrible as it had been before.

"Find out who she is." Despite everything, Donovan couldn't help but give the order. He simply had to know who she was. Even if he wouldn't act on the attraction he felt.

"Yes sir." John replied seriously, taking out his pad to make a note. He didn’t know how he was to begin finding this woman whose name he didn’t even know, but he was going to find her. He didn’t rise to the position of the assistant of Donovan Giambelli as a fluke. And in the five years he’s been in the position there hasn’t been a task assigned to him that he couldn’t follow through. So he must find her. Whoever she was.

Georgia unknowing of the turn of events, finally got through to anthony, and they agreed to meet up in the car park, and so she headed there after stopping for a quick meal in the food court. Her face had a suspicious pink hue to it as the image of the regal handsome man kept dancing in her thoughts. She couldn’t pursue anything with him she knew, but there was certainly no harm in appreciating the fineness of him, and fantasizing about him in many different positions.

In the short walk from the restaurant to the parking lot, she’d been approached by three different men. Of course none of them held a candle to the exotic man she had bumped into, but they had been pretty handsome men. But they were all rich second generations, and so they didn’t interest Georgie much. But she had still been pretty flattered, and quite confident in the attire she had chosen. She received quite a few disdainful looks from some of the women though. But that had only been because her beauty had ensnared the attention of the men they had been with.

Her belly full and her purpose achieved, she approached anthony, where he stood leaning against his car, waiting for her. He was quite pleased with himself. He managed to snag the number of four pretty ladies, he almost didn’t feel sorry for the time cut short with that girl from before. He’d forgotten her name.

The click clack of heels on pavement had him raising his head and the sight in front of him left him frozen in shock. Damn, and he thought she was fine before, but the sight of her now left him absolutely speechless. Was she really Alexia’s twin sister? How could two identical twins be so different?? Could their plan really work?! And damn she was really beautiful.

“Well f**k me Georgia, you clean up nice,” He said when she came up, looking even more delectable up close.

“That would be incest tony boy, now come on. Let’s go home shall we?” She quirked her head to the side and grinned.

Anthony was stunned for a second, catching himself just in time before he blurted out that he didn’t mind. But holy s**t was her charm dangerous.

“Yes. Let’s go home..” He smiled back, he could only hope they have finished the preparations. The plan has to work. It was the last hope they had now.