Captivated By You (Twisted Love #1) (10 page)

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

My day with Julian started with a kiss on the lips and a ride in the elevator with his throbbing member rubbing against me through his slacks. I flushed from the intimate contact and smiled secretly at myself, already anticipating the coming afternoon when we would be alone, possibly making love again.

As more people filed into the elevator, I had no room to escape except to plaster myself against Julian’s massive chest. Julian was trying his hardest to remain calm.

I lifted my chin up to see his lips clamping shut and his jaw clenched. I supposed he was trying to dampen his desire too.

I, myself, wasn’t one to dampen any mood. I wiggled my butt and pressed my body into his form, almost like I was molding my body to his. Julian sucked in his breath, which pleased me even more.

As soon as everyone vacated the elevator, Julian pushed the emergency stop button and dragged me across the space to pin me to the wall, riding up my skirt then pushing down my panties to expose my feminine core.

“Oh God, Kimberly, you’re so wet. I can’t keep my hands off you.”

“And you shouldn’t take them off me. I love your hands on my skin.”

“This is crazy,” he rasped, sucking on my lips as if he were thirsty.

“You’re the one who’s driving me crazy.” I corrected him.

It looked like I didn’t need to wait until the afternoon to feel Julian’s naked skin against mine. He took me right there in the elevator. It was a quickie, but a totally smooth one. Once we both climaxed, he cleaned me up and dressed me back in the appropriate state for work.

“Why do you always wear a skirt?” he complained when my skirt refused to be wrinkle free, even after smoothing it so many times with his hands.

“So you can have easy access.” I smirked.

“You’re making this very difficult for me.” He pulled me forward, pressing his already hard member against my soft body.

My eyes fluttered open in anticipation again. “Well, it’s not my fault, Mr. Julian Devereux. It’s you who should learn to control your own body. Don’t blame me because you have such a high sexual appetite.”

“Only with you.”

“Really?” I caressed his butt, wiggling my eyebrows in mischief.

“We don’t have time for another session. We have to get to work now.” He reprimanded me and held on to my hand before I could attempt to seduce another part of his body.

I pouted but smiled anyway. He took my hand and together we walked out, hand in hand—and stopped short. 

Josh sat in the coffee room. As soon as he saw us, he immediately stalked towards us. I could tell he was flaming mad.

“What the hell are you doing?” he asked his brother but yanked my hand out of Julian’s grasp.

Julian shook his head and said calmly, “Let’s talk somewhere else.” Then Julian turned to me and said, “Wait inside my office. I’ll be back soon.”

Julian let my hand go and walked out. Josh followed Julian.

I knew there’d be a big fight, all because of me, so I followed them. But obviously, my legs were shorter than theirs, by the time I rounded a corner, they were already gone. I walked along the hallway, trying to find them, peering into the different meeting rooms, but they weren’t there. I knew I lost them. But then, some shouts from a room a few meters away drove me to them.

A row was in process between the two brothers. I inched the door opened and glimpsed at the sight with my ear plastered to the door.

“Didn’t you say you’d give her to me?” Josh shouted at his brother.

“I love her,” Julian said quietly.

A brilliant smile beamed across my face. I felt pleased he was already confessing to his brother he loved me. But what Josh said next made my blood run cold.

“I don’t care. It’s your birthright to sacrifice everything for me. You’re born on this earth to serve me.”

What a selfish and obnoxious person he was. How could he talk like that to his older brother? Bastard or not, Julian was
still
his older brother. This made me really mad. Before I had the chance to set things straight and give Josh a piece of my mind, someone tapped on my shoulder. I turned to glare at that person for interrupting, then stopped short when I saw Beau.

“Kimberly, what are you doing here?” he asked.

“Josh and Julian are having a fight. I was going to stop them.”

“Boys.” Beau laughed. “They’re always fighting. Let them be. Once they use up all their pent-up energy, they’ll settle down.”

“But…” I couldn’t get another word in when Beau led me away from the door.

What was going on? Was this the way of this household, letting their children fight without intervening until they sorted themselves out? Just because Julian was the bastard child, did this mean he would always be at the receiving end of their neglect?

My Julian.

Beau led me to the conference table and asked how I was settling in.

I stared at Beau. Could this man really be Julian’s father? Did he know I knew Julian was his bastard child?

“Beau, can I ask you something?”

“If I can answer it, I will.”

“Julian isn’t Fiona’s, right?”

***

I was sitting in his office when Julian walked in wearing a worried face.

“Julian. What’s wrong?” I ran to him, pulling him into my embrace.

Julian turned to me, plastered on a sad smile, then hugged me for the longest time. Finally satisfied, he then deposited himself in his seat and fired up his laptop.

“Talk to me,” I said, drumming my fingers on his desk. “What did Josh say?”

“Nothing.”

“Nothing? It doesn’t look like nothing to me.” Not the way he was walking with his shoulders hunched up in addition to wearing that defeated expression. Something was definitely up.

Julian gave me a weak smile. “Okay, he said something. But it’s nothing to fret over.” He wedged his glasses up his nose and got back to work.

“Are you ignoring me, Julian?” I asked.

Julian turned back to me. “No, Kimberly. I just don’t want to talk about it.”

“So you’re at that again.” I accused.

“I’m sorry.” Julian pulled my body close and hugged me around my waist.

“Don’t be sorry. Just talk. Tell me. What did he say?” I urged him on.

“He didn’t say much. Just that I’m supposed to give you to him.”

I lashed out of his embrace. “Oh, so now I’m just a possession between you two? So you’re just going to hand me to him like I’m a can of tomatoes?”

“No, Kimberly.” He reined me back into his embrace and hugged me close again, resting his head between my breasts. “Never, Kimberly, never. You belong to me.”

That was the answer I wanted. But I needed proof, so I sat on his lap. Julian sucked in his breath. His glorious manhood stood out as soon as I unzipped his fly.

“I need proof, Julian. That you still want me.”

“Kimberly, this is work,” he hissed under his breath, afraid Melissa might come in at any time.

“I’m a risk-taker, Julian. Deal with it.” I stroked his member until it was fully erect.

“We shouldn’t be doing this here.” He gripped my hand, wanting to tear it away, but I was adamant. I didn’t let go.

“Fuck!” He cursed when I kept going at it with my hand, up and down his shaft, from the tip all the way to the root.

“Are you scared of him?” I asked again.

“No, I’m not.” He panted, his eyes already glazed with lust.

“Then why are you being like this?”

“Because this is the workplace.”

“Don’t tell me you never fantasize about fucking a girl at work.”

“I never fantasize about fucking any girl. The only girl I fantasize about is you.”

“So take me, then. Unless you’re scared of our relationship leaking out. Unless you’re scared of Josh finding out about us.”

“I’m not scared of any of them.” He gritted his teeth, his endurance almost spent.

“Then what’s stopping you?”

“Fuck! Because I’m a bastard child.” He exploded, his release erupting onto my hands. He pushed me off his lap, and I ended up sprawled on his desk. He took some tissue and cleaned my hands.

“I’m sorry, Kimberly. I lose control when I’m with you,” he said without looking at my face. He then sank back into his chair, his rough hands threading through those black strands in exhaustion. 

Did I push him too far?

“Julian,” I said quietly, moving in to comfort him. I ran my fingers through his hair and rubbed his
shoulder. “Stop saying you’re a bastard child. I don’t care.”

“It’s not that easy, Kimberly. What Josh said, it only reminded me I’m beneath you. I’m not worthy of you. I tell myself again and again how lucky I am to have met you again after three years. But how can I compare to you? You’re a millionaire’s daughter, and I’m… I’m only a bastard, a child of a mistress.”

“Was last night’s display of love not enough to convince you I love you for who you are and not your name, not your position? I don’t care if you’re a beggar. I don’t care if you have no money. I love you. I love you. I love you,” I cried, choked up.

I pushed him away and went to sit on the couch. I didn’t want to see his face. I couldn’t face him right now. I bared my soul for him. I didn’t know what else I could do to stop this destructive conversation that could ruin our relationship. I was tired of his negative thoughts, his constant putdowns of himself.

Julian hugged me. I didn’t want to see his face just yet, so I buried it into the crook of his neck. Soon, gentle patting motions smoothed over my hair. “Kimberly, I’m sorry. I’ll stop saying that now. I promise.”

I lifted my head, tears staining my eyes. He wiped them clean.

“You promise?”

“I promise,” he said again before kissing my eyes to stop my tears from falling.

“I know you love your family, but are you willing to lose me too, for the sake of compensation to your brother.”

He spoke so quietly I almost couldn’t hear. “That’s the one thing I can’t afford to lose. I can give him anything, but you. You’re
my
woman. I’m not going to lose you. Do you still want me?”

“Julian. I fell in love with you three years ago. I don’t care if you’re Beau’s bastard child. I don’t care if you don’t earn a cent from this family. You’re enough for me.”

“Kimberly, I love you. You’re my woman. Mine, mine, mine.” He nuzzled his head at the nape of my neck. I let him take charge, letting him have his way with me. Just hearing him say I was his made me wet with desire. And so I gave myself to him, right there in the office.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

For the next few days I claimed myself as Julian’s assistant. No matter what Beau or Josh said, I didn’t listen. My time was running out, and I had to do what I could to help this man gain recognition. In several meetings, since I was the representative from Henderson Corporation, I’d asked many difficult questions of Josh, only to have Julian answer them instead. I had the basic tactic sorted out: humiliate the one that tries to pose as the winner. Many now saw Julian in a new light, which pleased me greatly.

But still, my desired outcome wasn’t manifesting fast enough. With one phone call to Papa, a private auditor came to review the accounts at Devereux Enterprise. Beau was white with worry. Julian was surprised, and Josh… What could I say? He was hiding behind his desk when the auditor asked to speak to him in private.

In the end, Josh was outed throughout the whole company for embezzling money for his gambling.

“Are you trying to tear my family apart?” Julian haggardly asked while he was busy thrusting into me later that afternoon in my hotel room. His cock slid in and out of my passageway without resistance. I was catapulted into a new realm. I couldn’t even find my voice to speak. “Answer me!” he growled.

“Maybe we should finish this first before starting with your interrogation,” I managed to say while another wave of electric current washed over me. Droplets of perspiration trickled down my forehead. My body was covered in a sheen of sweat. I was almost at my breaking point, and Julian wanted to question me now?

“Kimberly,” Julian warned. There was a slight dangerous edge to his voice that I’d never detected before. Coupled with his aggressive thrusting, I almost went insane.

“Fine!” I yelled. “It was me who sent the private auditor. It was me who called Papa. I was only trying to help.”

“You don’t know what you’ve done!” He unleashed his seed into me before collapsing onto me.

We both stayed like this, naked and entwined, exhausted and sated. Slowly, he pulled out of me and got up to put on his pants. I missed him inside me already.

“What do you mean I don’t know what I’ve done?” I asked, winding my arms around his naked torso to stop him from leaving.

“You don’t know Josh.” Julian turned and kissed the top of my head. “You don’t know what he’s capable of. Putting his name to shame like that will only cause you trouble.”

“So you let him bully you.”

“He’s not bullying me.” Julian shook his head, resuming his task of zipping his pants.

“Yes, he is, Julian. He bullies you. I know. In everything.” I snuggled back in the blanket.

Julian came and cupped my chin. “Well, the one thing he can’t take away is you.”

“I know. Even if the world is reversed and you end up being the bad character in this whole story, I’ll still choose you.”

Julian traced my lips and stared at me with his stormy grey eyes.

“You really mean that? Even if it turns out I’m blamed?” His eyes were shining, as if thirsting for the truth behind the meaning of my words.

“Yes. I love you, Julian. And no matter what people say about you, I don’t believe them.” I rested my cheek in his big palm and closed my eyes. “Even if I’ve only known you for a short time, to me, you’re the most real thing in my life.”

“Well, whatever happens, just be careful. I don’t trust Josh around you.”

“You just have to trust me, then. Will you be staying for the night?” I opened my eyes and asked.

Julian was already in his jeans, although shirtless. He was so hot. I wondered how I’d captured him. How lucky was I to get his body
and
his heart?

“No. I have to meet Dad. I’ll call you in the morning.”

“All right. Work hard.” I kissed his forehead and joined him at the door, watching him put on his shoes.

“You shouldn’t walk around naked like that,” he said suddenly. “I get jealous of the birds watching you from the windows.”

I giggled and hugged him from behind, my breasts squashing flat against his hard back. Julian’s body went still. I giggled again.

“I didn’t know you were such a jealous man. Your mood changes like a chameleon changing its color. The more I know you, the more I’m confused by what is your true nature.”

“There’s more to me that you haven’t seen yet.” Julian’s voice was taut. He turned to me, tossing me over and grabbing me around his waist. “In time, you will come to know I’m a very possessive man. What belongs to me only belongs to me.” With this said, he popped one of my nipples into his mouth.

I was so surprised by this I gasped. “Julian, didn’t you say you have to go now?”

“You tempt me so much.” Unzipping his pants, he slipped his length into my already drenched core, then assumed his thrusting, with me on his lap.

I bounced up and down, galloping like a rider atop a horse, riding on the racetrack. It wasn’t anything like that fast bullet train Julian took me like the last time in his office. This time, it was a nice slow ride. Tension was built slowly. I loved the way his length almost slid out of me and then bang, it rammed all the way back to the hilt of my passage. And when I came, I trembled, like an earthquake erupting in my body. My pores opened and my skin hummed from the afterglow of another satisfying love making with Julian. I do admit, I found the whole image of our love making very erotic. Julian was fully clothed, while I was fully naked.

“I’m really losing my sanity over you.” Julian shook his head to free himself from his lustful state as soon as we both climaxed. He stood up, dragging me along with him. Cleaning himself up, to make sure he looked presentable enough for a meeting with Beau, he then turned to me and dragged me again to the wardrobe. Taking a thin, silky gown out of the wardrobe, he dressed me and secured it tight with the long sash. “Keep yourself covered. I don’t want anyone seeing you naked. I’m the only one allowed to see you in this state.”

I opened my robe to expose one of my breasts. “Oh, who’s going to see me but the birds outside anyway?” I teased.

“There are men outside cleaning the windows. I can’t guarantee they’ll retain their eyesight once they see you.”

“What are you going to do? Blind them?” I brought my lips to his, teasing him with my tongue, when the look Julian gave me stopped me in my tracks.

Julian only stared at me, his dark gaze so sharp it frightened me. I laughed, covering my discomfort. “Okay, okay. I promise I will not walk around naked anymore. Only in front of you. Happy?”

Julian grabbed me and pulled me close to him until I was plastered against his hard body. He buried his face in my hair and kissed my nape. “Just remember, Kimberly. You’re my woman.”

My pulse shot up. My legs wobbled. Whenever he acted like this, I found myself answering him with timid replies. “I’m your woman, Julian. Only your woman.”

Julian finally smiled. And my fear disappeared.

After saying good-bye, I stood watching Julian until he went into the elevator. I trudged back into my room as soon as he was out of sight. I looked at the messy bed. This was the first time we made love in my hotel room. The rest of the time, it had always been at Julian’s place.

I shivered slightly, feeling cold already. I gazed out to the scenery outside. The sun was starting to set already. I closed the robe around my body more securely. I needed Julian. I needed him to keep me warm. He was like my sun, and only he could keep me warm and make me survive. I wanted him here. I wanted him back in my bed, tender and sweet or hard-core.

I shook off this melancholy thought and went to tidy up the bed. There on the side table was Julian’s Rolex watch. He must have forgotten it.

I grabbed my phone, planning to call him, when the hotel phone rang. I looked at it in surprise, wondering who would be calling me. There was only one way to find out. I picked up the receiver.

“Hello,” I said into the mouthpiece.

“Miss Kimberly, is that you?”

Must be the receptionist.

“Yes, this is she.”

“I’ve got a Mr. Devereux here to see you.”

Ahhh, so he remembered his watch.

“Thank you. Please send him up.” I placed the phone down and waited in anticipation for Julian to arrive.

As soon as the doorbell rang some minutes later, I jumped up and flew to the door. I swung it open.

“Julian, did you forget—”

I scrambled backwards and ran for my life.