
Introduction
Chapter 1
Suddenly the rain began to pour—one of those downpours that drenches you before you realize what’s happening. Ariana rushed into the first café she saw, wet strands of hair brushing over from her face and blinking the drops off her lashes. The place was warm and calming with a homely feel and the low whispers of conversation. She had never seen such aesthetics back in her hometown. New to the city, she still had a lot of experiencing to do.
Only one table was free—well, almost. A handsome man sat at a private corner which was mostly like a VIP section, working on a laptop, coffee brewing beside him. He looked up, and without hesitation, pushed his books aside and signaled her to come over.
“I see you need a place to seat, you can join my table” he said.
Ariana hesitated. “Are you sure?”
He smirked. “I don’t bite usually, except you want me to.”
She laughed and sat down. She quickly requested for the menu as she had started feeling the shivers from being beaten by the rain.
Minutes passed. Then an hour. They didn’t talk, but something about the silence was comfortable, like they’d known each other before. When Ariana's pone alarm rang for her next meeting reminder, she stood reluctantly.
“Thanks for the seat,” she said, reaching for her drenched coat.
He looked up. “Wait—what’s your name?”
She paused. “Ariana Cruze.”
He smiled. “I’m Callum Guerrero. Same time tomorrow?”
She laughed and left somewhat excited for the open invitation to join him for coffee again.
........
Callum Guerrero had another agenda for the night as his Lamborghini Urus pulled up in front of his Elite only nightclub, CAGE whose name was coined from his initials. One of the luxury Nightlife spots in Manhattan.
The paparazzi were at it again, swarming all around him as soon as he stepped out. He hated the media but knew they were good for business so he let them have their way. Growing up a Guerrero, meant knowing how to put up a good show and that was exactly what he did. He flashed his ever radiant smile, his panty dropping antidote when it came to winning over the ladies.
Speaking of ladies, Callum glanced through the crowd and spotted the ever gorgeous Milanna Prestley, a toxic journalist who he had his eyes on for a while. Their eyes meet and she cuts through the crowd making her way towards him. She said nothing as she stood beside him and made poses whilst the paparazzi took pictures.
Once they had their feel of the flashlights, Callum took her hand and led her into the club through one of the VIP entrances.
"Business or Pleasure, to what do I owe this honor?" Callum asked as they made their way upstairs.
"It's the weekend Callum, loosen up and let's have some fun" She answered flirtatiously
Callum scoffed at her response, knowing he was in for a crazy night.
"What are you in the mood for ; Champagne, Whiskey or Tequila" Callum asked
"Whatever you're buying" Milanna replied
Callum switched to his award winning smile knowing what he was about to suggest could potentially be detrimental as Milanna was known for releasing sabotaging write-ups and the last thing He needed was to appear in the media in a bad light but he needed a distraction- a very hot wild distraction.
"What do you say we take this party to my suite?" Callum asked and grinned
"How could I ever say no to that charming smile" She replied. Her grin even wider than his as she clung onto his arm.
Callum brushed past partygoers as he led her to the private elevator. His security guard was with them but Callum relieved him of his services for the night.
"How's work being" He asked, a few seconds after the elevator closed behind them.
"Do you really want to talk about work right now" She said as she stepped closer to him
"No?" He chuckled and gave his signature smile, his pink lips thinning in excitement.
"Good cause I didn't come here to talk" Her lips close the distance between them as she plants a hot wet kiss on his lips.
Callum flipped her over in one swift move that had her backed into the elevator walls in the twinkle of an eye. She reached for him just as his phone rang.
"Ignore the damn phone" she moaned amidst a chuckle as Callum kissed his way down her neck.
They both groaned in annoyance as the phone continued to ring. His lawyer would kill him for ignoring the calls but he would rather die than to miss out on a night with THE Milanna Prestley.
The elevator stopped at his floor before they could go any further. They stumbled out, still clutching onto each other as they made their way to his penthouse. As soon as they entered, He undid her zipper and watched as her dress fell to the floor.
"Champagne? " She nodded. "Make yourself comfortable while I grab a bottle" Callum whispered against her lips.
"I'll be in the bedroom" She says, Biting her red painted lips as she finds her way to his room.
Callum didn't blink as he watched her strut away. Just for tonight he was going to forget who she was and enjoy his night with her. With that affirmation, he hurried to his cellar and grabbed a bottle and two glasses and dashed to the room.
Callum handed her the wine, all the while maintaining eye contact. She slowly took a sip and barely placed the lipstick stained glass on the nightstand when he pulled her in for another kiss. In no time, he hoisted her up with her long legs wrapping around his torso, he made his way to the bed. With a few desperate finger flips, her lingerie gave way giving him more access to the creamy flesh beneath. In one sharp thrust, their bodies were united, gazing into each others eyes with passionate kisses and labored breaths, the night ended on an explosive note.
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