"Shall we," he extended his hand towards her which she hesitantly took. "Don't worry I don't bite, only if you want me to," he murmured as she looked at him with a raised brow making him chuckle as a smile formed on her lips.

"So who is Sonia Cross?" He said pulling her onto the dance floor.
He closed his eyes savoring her touch as she placed both hands on his shoulders for support.
"I am not a good dancer," she said shyly.

"I can always make you dance kitten," he whispered as she looked at him in question. "Forgive me," he chuckled. "Just follow my lead," he said as they began to move. "You haven't answered my question?"
"I am just a waitress at a small bistro, nothing fascinating about me," she said with a small smile.
"There is so much more to you kitten. You just don't know it yet," he whispered.

After the song ended he took her out for some fresh air which she seemed to enjoy as he stood behind her.
"Why did you call me kitten? Do we know each?"
He placed his hands on her waist turning her around a smirk never leaving his lips.

"You are my little kitten, you just don't remember," he whispered as her lips parted as he drew her closer. "Yes we know each other more than you can imagine. I know that you want to kiss me so badly, and wanted to since we saw each other, hence the constant biting of your lip. Every woman in there wants the same but as always you have my attention," he said cupping her cheek. "You are the only one I want," he whispered kissing her before she was out of his hold.

Holding her face he kept her in place taking his time to savor her. For three months he had been starved and now that he had her, he would make sure she remembered what they had, if not show her what they were like together. Slowly pulling back he looked down at her as she looked at him wide eyed and in shock as he released her.

Stepping away from him she ran back inside leaving him clearly in a daze.

He licked his lips watching her leave. He could still taste her as he followed her back inside after getting himself in control.

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He sat in his car beating himself up for not making their marriage more public that way if something like this happened she would be lost and confused in his arms not another.
Looking at her apartment door he saw them arrive. She wasn't smiling like before as she left the car and David looked pissed as he didn't even bother seeing her safely to her door. Getting out of his car he walked towards her.

"Nia," he said in a deep voice that had her freezing in place. "Kitten, what's wrong?"
She visibly relaxed.
"What are you doing here Mr Vanderbilt?"
"I wanted to make sure you got home safe, and where alright after our last talk," he said reaching out to cup her cheek on impulse.

An audible gasp escaped her lips as she felt the tingling sensation from his touch.
"As you can see I am perfectly fine, goodnight sir," she said expecting him to budge, but he didn't move as his thumb stroked her cheek.
"Will you not invite me for a cup of coffee?" He smirked.
"I don't know you that well sir."
"Then have dinner with me?" He asked as she shook her head no.

"Lunch, breakfast, brunch?" He said with a lopsided grin.
"Fine lunch, if that will get you to shut up and leave me the hell alone," she said tiredly.
"Sleep well kitten," he whispered kissing her hand.

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"Where are we going?"
"Lunch." He simply replied as they drove to his penthouse. "I prepared something for us," he said
"Oh," was all she said as she relaxed.
"So how long have you been with David?"
"Two months now. She said with a smile making him tighten his hold on the wheel as he remained silent the rest of the drive to his house.

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"That was superb, your culinary skill is amzing."
"I know how to use my hands kitten. You already know that," he said as he helped her up taking her to the living room. Slowly slipping off her shoes he started to massage her feet, she always complained about them being sore.

"What time does your lunch break end?" He asked softly.
"I have the rest of the day off," she said absentmindedly as he worked his magic.
"Does David do this for you?" He asked watching her relaxed face.
"No, he is very busy," she sighed as he moved up working on her calves.

"Does he pay attention to you except when you are out hunting for investors?"
"No...I mean yes," she whispered unconvincingly.
"Hmm, do you want me to pay attention to you," he said with a smirk seeing her holding her breath.

"Breathe kitten," he said in a husky tone as he twirled a strand of her hair around his finger. "Now do you?" He asked as she stiffened.
"I can't," she whispered.
"What are you afraid of?"
"What if someone walks in on us? I mean I can't do this with you."
"It will be our little secret," he smirked pulling her up.

Leading her to his room he never let go of her hand as he lifted up a chair leading them further into the room before they entered the master bathroom.
"Sit," he said placing the chair down.
Doing as told she sat down as a frown appeared on her face.

Leaving her he came back holding a pillow which he told her to sit on before he rolled up his sleeves.
"I have heard about kinky billionaires but just know I am not into such," she blurted out curling her hands into small fists.
"Relax kitten," he whispered as she looked at him in confusion.
Grabbing some conditioner he slowly poured some into his large hand before he started to massage it into her scalp.
"How do you know I use this brand."

"You love this brand because of its rich properties. Something to do with it having olive oil and something else," he murmured as she looked up at him baffled.

Leaving her for a few minutes he rinsed the conditioner out as she slowly relaxed enjoying the feel of his hands on her scalp. He gave himself a pat on the back for paying attention to her hair treatment ritual.

Once done she was left speechless as he looked at her satisfied with his work.
Stepping up behind her he wound his arm around her waist.
"You didn't have to do this."
"I wanted to. I want to show you I pay attention to everything you do," he whispered against her ear.
"How do you know so much about me. I know little about you," she asked with a worried expression.

"You just need to remember, and I promise you, I will help you remember," he said in a husky voice locking eyes with her through the mirror.

The sound of a phone ringing broke them out of their trance.
"David, hi. Oh no I am with Mr Vanderbilt. I will be home in a bit, just....just wait for me," she said trying to sound cool but her body language gave her off, pure panic.

"I have to go," she whispered looking at him.
"As you wish baby. But there is something else, I am looking for a manager to run one of my restaurants, Nia," he told her as they left his apartment.

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"So sorry for keeping her from you," Cas smiled at David. "I was picking her brain for some advice. She really is fantastic and seems to know how to get the job done," he said looking at her as she blushed. "I would like to explore new avenues with her if you don't mind," he said in a cool tone as she looked at him wide eyed. "To delve deeper until I hit just the right spot..." He said making David look at him in question. "With this project of course. I still am yet to look into your proposal," he added as David smiled.

"No problem at all. You can have her as much as you want," David said making Cas smirk as he looked at Nia.
Taking her hand he kissed it never removing his eyes from her.
"Until next time," he said with a devilish smile as she saw a flash of the hunger within his eyes.

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So what do you guys think so far? Will she get her memory back??