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Prologue
6 months prior
Lycus
It’s an impressive apartment block, I’ll give them that. I guess it’s why the company has one of the best staff recruitment rates in the industry.Looking after people inspires loyalty,Mr Mortimer had said when outlining some of the many staff benefits to me at myinterviewstage last month. I couldn’t give a shit if the company put me up in one of their city-wide apartment blocks – it’s not like I can’t afford to rent somewhere privately – but I guess it makes things easier. Gives me somewhere to stay and fly under the radar while I learn the ropes at this new venture. The fact that it’s so nice is an added bonus – I have gotten used to not having to slum it.
But of course, the cherry on the top was discovering thatshelives here too.
Angelica.
Mio angelo oscuro.
As soon as I foundthatout from Mr Mortimer, a penthouse suite at the Ritz couldn’t have tempted me away from living here.
From the moment I set foot in the elevator that would take me to my interview, she ensnared me. I’m talking, heart stalling in my chest, total sensory overload, all the blood rushing south to my dick, immediate, dizzying, obsession.
If she wasn’t so arresting, it would be unnerving as fuck, the effect she had on me. I’m used to being the hunter, but she made me feel like prey caught in a trap, and worse, she didn’t even realise it.
I don’t think she gave me a second glance after she looked up from her phone and our eyes met in the crowded space. One of her colleagues called out a good morning to her, and that was how I learnt her name. She answered them, gave me one of those awkwardly polite half smiles, and went back to her phone.
But I couldn’t dismiss her so easily.
Her scent alone consumed and intoxicated me, completely filling the small space, and it’s a wonder I was able to string a sentence together during my interview at all, considering I was still so wrapped up in the memory of her scent, the sparkle in her eyes, the full pout of her lips, the way her delicate hands held her phone, which led me to thinking about how they’d look wrapped around my cock...
Watching her step out of the elevator and sashay into the office with her tight pencil skirt showcasing the magnificent curve of her ass, I knew it was fate.
This was meant to happen. I was destined to make her mine.
She just didn’t know it yet.
I’ve thought about nothing else from the moment I washiredto today – moving day. I’m desperate for a glimpse of her. I already made it my mission to discover as much as I could about her – using the rather unscrupulous methods of my family that I swore I wanted no part of, but desperate times called for desperate measures – so I know which apartment is hers, but I’m eager to see the inside, to learn even more about her. Get to know the real woman behind the information in the docket I was given.
I’m actually keen to get to work tomorrow and see if we’ll be working closely together. I’m already engineering all the ways I can interact with her at the office and at home.
All the ways I can make her mine.
I spend the entire day unpacking boxes and setting up my new home, but my mind is on one thing and one thing only: Angelica. I can’t shake the image of her from the elevator last month, her curvy silhouette etched in my memory like a vivid dream I never want to forget.
As I finish arranging the last few items, I give in to the urge to hunt for her, under the pretence of exploring the building, even though there’s no guarantee she’s even her.
It’s luxurious, with a full leisure suite for the inhabitants and even has a coffee shop on the ground floor. I know I’ll be spending a lot of time at the gym when I’m not working or hunting my angel. Just because my brothers are on the other side of the world, doesn’t mean I’m going to let myself grow weak. Unfortunately, I never know when they’ll turn up, and I need to be ready to fight back if it comes down to it.
My heart races with anticipation as I step into the sleek hallway, catching glimpses of the various apartment doors. The possibility of being just a few steps away from Angelica is enough to make me forget the exhaustion of the day.
I wonder if she’s home. Would I be able to tell from the outside? If she’s recently left her flat, I’m sure I’d be able to follow her scent. It’s ingrained in my soul.
I decide to take a chance and head to the rooftop terrace. The view of the city skyline is breathtaking, but my eyes are searching for something else among the jungle oasis of plants up here.
There she is, standing near the edge, lost in thought as the city lights twinkle all around her. No dazzling display of wealth, or even the stars above, can compete with her beauty though. She looks even more enchanting in the soft glow of the night.
Moving silently, I approach her slowly. She’s not registered my presence and I like that I have the upper hand for our next encounter. I don’t expect her to remember me from before, but I fully intend to ensure she doesn’t forget me this time.
“Beautiful night, isn’t it?” I say, trying to sound casual despite the tension in my stomach. Her scent catches the wind and I inhale deeply, resisting the urge to pull her into my arms and drink her in. Devour her.
She turns to look at me, her eyes momentarily locking onto mine. The same half-smile from before plays on her lips, but this time it lingers a bit longer.
“It is,” she replies, sounding distracted. Her voice is a melody that resonates in my ears. What I wouldn’t give to have that tune playing on repeat forever, or to hear it reaching a crescendo as she screams out my name in pleasure.
