Dean's POV:

Until now I've never really had sleeping problems. After crashing that glass against the wall last night, I simply decided to drink the whiskey directly from the bottle. It's not like I was totally wasted after it, but I felt a little better.

That was until I decided to go to sleep at 3am, everything kept on replaying in my mind. As soon as I closed my eyes, there she was in her red dress, with red lipstick and all I wanted was to crash my lips on that girl. And that damn boner taunting me on top wasn't exactly helping either. Not even Nadine had this impact on me.

She was engaged for three weeks and had a relationship for two years. Even if she wasn't my damn employee, I'm sure she isn't over it yet. I mean cheating leaves a deep impact, who the hell would cheat on a girl like her? That guy deserves a decent bashing.

It's 9am and I am heading for breakfast. Should I ask her to eat with me? I mean eating alone in a hotel can be dead boring and she doesn't know this place so well. Before reaching the elevator, I turn on my heels, heading back and knock on her door. It's dead quiet, maybe she already has headed down for breakfast. Although she told me, she hates getting up early.

So I decide to give it another try. "Go away, I'm asleep", I hear her groan from the inside.

"Doesn't sound like you are asleep. Come on breaktfast is waiting", I call out, while chuckling.

Moments later the door opens. "Just because you are pestering me early in the morning. Didn't you torture me enough yesterday?" A yawn escapes her mouth. And I'm about to expect the worst, that she's talking about last night until she adds. "After all it was freaky 6am yesterday morning."

The relief I feel in that moment is unbelievable. Instead of sending me away, she gestures me to come in, while she is rubbing her eyes. After closing the door behind me, I take in her whole feature. She is wearing some shorts with lace at the end and an oversized t-shirt hanging off her left shoulder. Her hair is sticking out in all directions. No idea why, but I can't help but find this sleepy look on her cute and somehow dead sexy at the same time.

"Give me fifteen minutes", with that she turns around walks to her bedroom and shortly later I hear the bathroom door shut.

Fifteen minutes? Right. She's a woman fifteen minutes is like at least fourty-five minutes. Well I guess I could check through my mails in the mean time. About seventeen minutes later I'm totally surprised when Kiara is stood in front of me. Her hair is still wet and she is as usual only wearing very light make up and the pale blue dress I liked on her so much.

"How could you make it so fast? I mean you're a woman."

"I only took a very quick shower, as I intend to use the pool later on, and I never take long in the morning. I'm not one of those typical girls who need an hour or two in the bathroom in the morning. Sleep is far more important to me."

"Well you certainly don't need an hour in the bathroom either. You look amazing the way you are.", pointing at her dress I ask. "What happend to the ones I got you? Have you burnt them in anger?"

"Oh that would have been a great idea, should have thought about that myself. No I actually gave it to the cleaner lady, she looked like she could need some decent clothes." My jaw drops and I'm sure if it could drop any further you'd hear the loud thud on the floor.

All of a sudden, she bursts out laughing loud and it gets so hard that she starts hunching over holding her tummy. "I'm sorry, just kidding. They are safe and sound in the bedroom, I just didn't want to ruin them during breakfast already. Oh but your face, you should have seen it." And again she starts laughing loud.

"Haha very funny", but I can't keep a grin off my face because of her whole heartedly laugh.

During breakfast everything seems as easy as it was yesterday evening and I'm glad my behaviour in my room isn't causing any awkward situation between the two of us. As so often in the last two days, I can see how overwhelmed she is by everything.

While eating our breakfast we start off with our small talk from last night again, finding out more about each other."

"So Mr Magazine, how much is true what it says in all those papers?"

"Ehm let me think, I'm definitely rich and successful, hard working. I'm sexy...", as soon as those words have left my mouth she chuckles. "What? Am I not?", and I wriggle an eyebrow at her causing her to chuckle even more.

"Perhaps", she admits and looks away, doesn't stop me from seeing the light pink shade her cheeks have taken.

"And most of the rest they write is crap."

"You said they make a fling out of everything. What about that one girl, you know the one you apparently dated longer?"

Sighing I ruffle my hair before answering that. This is really private and she sure isn't getting the full story, but after what she told me about herself, I guess it's only fair to answer this. "That was Nadine, one of the few true ladies stories."

"So you were in a relationship? Somehow I never imagined you to be the type for it." Why does she think I'm not the type for it? Well probably hard to imagine if the magazines make it look like I have a new fling once a week. Whereas I've only had a very few one night stands since the break up half a year ago.

"You are quite nosy, but as I kind of asked you first you deserve an answer. Yes, Nadine and I had a relationship for about half a year, but things were complicated all along. In the end she cheated on me and that was it. Nadine simply wasn't the right one for me and I sure as hell wasn't the right one for her."

"Sorry if I got into something which is none of my business."

"Look it's fine, I was over it fairly fast, which in my eyes shows it wasn't the right thing anyway" and I simply shrug because that's how I really feel about it. There was a couple of weeks after I caught her cheating where I felt really down until I realized it was more my ego hurting than the actual loss of her. Of course it did hurt to lose her too, afterall we were together for half a year and for a short while I thought, she would be the one. But the feeling faded fast.

"Well tonight we should drink on us kicking the cheaters asses", and she tosses down her coffee as if it was a shot. "Oh fuck, that damn shit was still piping hot", she curses making me laugh and reaching her an ice cube to suck on.

Damn, that might have not been the best idea. Watching her suck something while she hollows her cheeks has my dick twitching automatically. How the hell do I get a grip on that? He's behaving like a hormonal teenager, leading his own life down there. I seem to have no say what so ever with him at the moment.

To distract myself I try and focus on some other subject. "Well, what would you like to do, after breakfast? I mean we only have one and half hours left until the meeting, but we could do something."

"For the pool it's too late and if we go down to the markets, we will be all sweaty I guess, right?", the words come out funny as she still has part of that ice cube in her mouth.

"There's a mall just around the corner, it would take us less than five minutes and the malls here are all climatized. You only have to get changed beforehand", her glare tells me she's not too pleased about it. "I mean your dress is beautiful, but it shows more cleavage than it should." Ok, that doesn't make it better. "Damn I mean not in my opinion, for me it's great", just making it fucking worse you idiot. "What I mean in this country women should cover up a little more than it would be back by us at home."

Jeez, that was complicated and me staring at her cleavage wasn't exactly helping. When an amused giggle leaves her lips, I facepalm myself.

"That sounded totally weird and awkward, didn't it?", grinning at me Kiara simply nods.

Thank god she can't wear that cleavage in the meeting, I'd probably blow the whole thing up.

I wait in the lobby for her while she gets changed. As the main guy today is quite strict other than his brother yesterday, it's a plain black dress, covering all the important skin parts. But as soon as she reaches the lobby I can see it still looks great on her. It's tight fitting but covers everything perfectly. Her hair is put back into the usual ponytail she wears at work and she sure looks professional.

As we only have a little less than an hour, Kiara decides to mainly stop at small gift shops.

"You don't need to babysit me. Do what ever you like, I'm fine keeping myself occupied", does she want me to leave? Or does she simply not want to be uncomfortable for me?

"I'm fine", I shrug and she gives me a shy smile in reply. Maybe it was the latter.

*******

"You were amazing in there. Last week was really complicated and today...I should take you along to such meetings far more often. I'm so settled on what I want, that I sometimes can't pick people up the way you do. And them realizing you aren't a puppet like all the others has brought you a lot of respect."

"So now it's fine to disobey?", the smirk on her face tells me how much she wants to tease me.

"Hell no! Don't you dare disobey me, but you are allowed to show me a different point of view, when it comes down to these things."

"Well practically I did nothing else with the parking lot. In the end where you were stood your point of view was different", she stifles a laugh.

"You bitch are asking for trouble again, aren't you?"

"Told you before, trouble is my first name."

"One day I'm going to make you obey", my voice is way lower now.

"Hmmm wonder how you are going to make me?" Damn I need sports, I need a cool off, I need something to distract me right now.

"I'm going to get changed and off to the pool right now", I ignore saying anything to her last sentence. We are stood in front of her door and I know I need to get away fast.

"Fine, see you", and with that she leaves me behind.

******

I'm quite lucky to have the pool nearly to myself. Most people have already left and I'm happy to be able to swim and get my mind off things. The weekend has turned out well. My feared meetings couldn't have ended any better. Kiara and I haven't killed each other and tomorrow we are going back home.

Then we can go back to distance and it will be easier not to want her and go against my rule. While swimming at a fast pace, something at the edge of the pool catches my eyes, better said someone.

Holy shit! Jeez, dear God send me a naked old granny or grandpa here, like right now. I will never be able to leave this water otherwise.

Kiara is stood at the edge dipping one foot into the water, wearing a dark red very short cut bikini. I swear none of these bikini calender girls could ever keep up with her. This girl is real, she isn't skinny but has the perfect shape, tits and ass and thighs to hold on to instead of only bones.

Don't get me wrong, she's not fat, nowhere near, she's simply curvy in a perfect way.

"Come on in, the temperature is great", seeing the skeptical look on her face, I get out of the pool wrap my arms around her and let myself drop back into the pool with her together. She couldn't fight me off this time, no matter how hard she tried.

I did it fast enough for her not to catch on what's happening in my pants.

"You fucking jerk", she yells coming back up to the surface and she starts her own revenge trying to push me under the water.

We play around, fight like teenagers for about an hour. No idea when I last had so much fun. And every time our skin touched I could feel this incredible tingle.

"We should get out of the pool and grab something to eat. Do you mind changing twice tonight?"

"Why should I get changed twice?", a confused look takes over her pretty face.

"Because the second dress I bought you is ok for the clubs, but not to wear open on the street."

"Oh", is all she answers and nods finally.

"There was a light cloth in the bag too, right?"

"Yea?"

"That was meant for our way to the club while our driver takes us, to cover you up a bit. But you could also wear it over your blue dress from this morning. We could go to one of the food markets here, they are great and you'll have the chance to see a bit of the town."

"So my boss is my tour guide now?", she chuckles. "You know you don't have to do that, right? I could simply eat something on my room and you'd be free to do what ever you want. I mean I came here to work."

"And so you did. Which doesn't mean you can't enjoy your freetime, and it would be an honour to me. But if you'd rather spend it without your boss, I'd fully understand."

"You mean I'm free to decide? It's not a command? If so, I will be happy to accept."

"Fine then let's get ready. How long will you need?"

"Give me half an hour."

I'm not allowed to look at her once we get out of the water, that could end up dead embarrassing. Took me long enough to get a grip on that boner.

Half an hour later I pick her up at her door, as promised she's on time. No other girl before her that I have ever known, has ever been on time. Just like we had talked about, she has drapped the cloth over her shoulders and covering her cleavage, that should be fine.

Our driver takes us to my favourite market, it's a little out of town and mainly known by the people living here and not so much by the tourists. Here's where you get the best food. Strolling along we simply try different kinds of stands and have a bite here and there.

One and a half hours later we head back to the hotel. The nightlife here is different, you have to dress up decently so I wear black decent pants and a white button up shirt.

After the dress from last night and that god damn bikini today, I can't wait to see Kiara in her dress tonight.

As I didn't want to push Kiara with getting ready, I simply told her to knock at my door as soon as she's ready. Knowing I'm already crossing a line, by wanting to go out with her, by sitting here waiting desperately for her knock. I keep on telling myself this is how far this is allowed to go. Things like this could never end well.

Hearing the knock at the door, I jump from the couch and head to the door excitedly.

Oh holy fuck! Breathe just breathe and don't dare start drooling, even if this sight is mouth watering.

Kiara is wearing a fairly short, pale golden dress in a wrap dress style. The middle between her thighs, where the two layers cross is cut out a little more than the rest and that cleavage...... I'm in heaven and hell at the same time.

Her eyes wear a little more make up than usual while her lips are only tinted slightly with some gloss. Half her hair is pinned up, while the other half falls in soft locks over her shoulder.

"Guess I'll have a handful of work, to fend off all the guys tonight", I try to play it cool once I've found my voice again, which definitely sounds a little rougher than usual.

Chuckling she retorts. "Perhaps I don't want anyone being fended off. I'm a god damn single, right? Means I can do what ever I want."

Hell no, for sure not. "Whatever, but I don't think the guys here are the right thing. Remember we are going back tomorrow and some of the guys here don't know how to treat a lady like you. You'd just be some prey for them." A simple shrug of her has me in rage again. Nope, not happening lady, not while I'm around.

Helping her wrap the cloth around her shoulders for the drive, I suddenly wish she would keep that god damn cloth on all night. Why did I have to buy her something so sexy? Something that will attract all the guys attention and I can't even do anything about it.

Placing my hand on the small of her back I guide her to our car. Her head does turn around once to look surprised at my hand and for a moment I nearly expected her to swat it off, but she doesn't. Much to my own satisfaction.

As soon as we leave the building I can see flashlights going off. Great! Thought I had already seen some earlier on. Kiara seems very shocked by all flashing lights and I tell her to simply hold the head down a bit.

"Does this mean I'm going to be in one of those god damn magazines now?", her voice evident she isn't exactly pleased about it.

"Unfortunately, I guess so. Should have known and warned you this might happen."

A sigh leaves her lips before talking. "Guess that's what you get, when your boss is damn sexy, prominent and you go on a trip with him. Even if it's a business trip."

"Yea business trip", the words somehow feel sour on my tongue.

But did she just admit to me being sexy?

Reaching the club, of course there are flashlights again and I really wonder how these guys always know where I'm heading? Placing my hand on the small of Kiara's back again, I try to guide her into the club while sheltering her as well as possible from the cameras.

I simply ignore the tones of questions asked by the paparazzi and head on through it until we are finally in the club.

"They are quite crazy", Kiara notes.

"No shit! Tell me about it", my eyes roll and a soft chuckle escapes Kiara's mouth.

We hand off the cloth at the desk. Seeing her like this, I'm glad the paparazzi didn't get a picture of her like this, with her body well on display.

"You look amazing, more than that even", I whisper in her ear, while guiding her through the club, not letting my hand slip off her back once.

We head for the bar first thing. Although she seems oblivious to all the guys staring at her, I feel like throwing a punch in each of their faces. Jeez, what the fuck is wrong with me?

Enjoying a couple of drinks at the bar, I can see Kiara is dying to get on the dance floor.

As soon as Billie Eilish with Bad guy starts playing there is no holding back for her.

"Oh my god, I love this song, this is such a great badass song. Come on", she squeals while tugging me along. Immediately she starts moving to the beat and singing along. The look on her face is a mixture of seduction and playing the badass. Every word leaving her mouth is so full of expression, it's impossible not to enjoy the look.

Turning her back on me, she takes my hands to put them on her hips while turning her head in my direction. Looking me straight in the eyes she keeps on singing.

....I like it when you take control. Even if you know that you don't own me, I'll let you play the role. I'll be your animal.

With her body pressed against mine, moving to the rythm, while these words are leaving her lips, I feel like losing it any second.

My hands tighten on her hips and I enjoy every god damn moment of feeling her pressed against me like this. No idea what the hell I'm doing, one thing is for sure, the moment I saw her in that park deck I lost control.

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