Chapter 13: Chapter 13
Her breasts stood firm and unyielding, pebbled by her rose nipples that jutted out screaming her desire. She had on a thong that made him desire to just tear it from her something that he did. He observed the way she shivered with increased desire as she looked at him. As she stared at him, she took him in her hands and started kissing him feverishly. When they finally got into the bed, it was to try and agonizingly raise her desire to such a point that she could not recognize anything else.
In one hard shot, he impaled himself into her and had her shuddering beneath him in ecstasy. Her eyes glassed as they looked at him with such adoration that it was fearful. Shaking from his memories, it was to realize that he had a painful hardon that pressed against his slim trousers. When had it been last that he had been so aroused just my memories alone? He could feel the need to shift his thoughts onto something else if he was going to survive the rest of the day. It was good then when his assistant entered and gave him the information he needed.
Apparently, she was handing out business cards at the engagement party and somehow his assistant had managed to get a hold of one. She was now a wedding decorator and she intrigued him. Her name had been written in a purple flourish, her number in black should he want to call her. taking a deep breath, he was appalled to realize that he had spent more than two hours reminiscing on his past and with no plan to go on forward. Some part within him tried to tell him that he could still do without the tender from Mr. Qin, yet he squashed the thought before it could even develop further.
Picking the card, he flipped it in his hand, his mind trying to think of ways that he could make her willingly accept to be his girlfriend even if just for show. Placing the card in his pocket, he turned to his laptop to address the emails that had been forwarded to him by his assistant. Going through them, he found himself distracted until he finally slummed the laptop shut and called his assistant. “Reply to all those mails that I haven’t replied in the way I would,” he said as she strode out of the office, radiating waves of coldness.
His assistant was left a stammering mess, while he watched his boss saunter off to wherever he wanted to go. The sight left a bitter taste as he went back to his station. Mr. Omar was a very demanding person when it came to his work and the only saving grace was the fact that his employees were among the best paid people in regards to their work in the surroundings. He paid them well, which was why he could not even afford to antagonize him for such a small thing.
Omar strode to his Ferrari, and opened a door then slummed it shut once in. he could not believe that there was a person that could get his emotions so riled up that he could not focus. Cussing out, he drove from the building and went to the gym for a little workout. Meeting with his gym trainer Alex, they set off to a hard fight in the ring. Omar accosted him with punches, trying to get rid of his anger until the trainer just had to stop and let it be.” Man, what the hell is wrong.” While the way he trained should have made the trainer happy, he knew that Omar did not need any more training than he already had.
At this moment, Omar was feeling reckless and strangely, his eyes glittered with desire to fight. At that point, he had Lee schedule a fight for him, where he would fight just for fun, though the other competent was fighting to win. He would face against Mr., Rocco, who was a street thug turned fighter. He was as dangerous as they came, having his skills honed in the streets before getting his skills now in a boxing club. The thing was he fought for survival, the same way Omar did, and that kind of made the trainer hesitate to let them fight but one look from Omar and he knew it was settled.
Taking a shower, he could feel all the tension that had occupied his mind leave, as his body sagged against the wall. He was devoid of any energy, as the fight had worn him out. Moving he went to his apartment, where he ordered extra-large pizza and when it arrived, he had been more than ready to tackle it. Setting in the sitting room, he sat on his couch while changing the channels, looking for something interesting.
After not finding anything interesting, he settled for wild life documentary and started eating. When he was full, leaving behind only one slice, he went to the kitchen and dumped the waste there. He then took a bottle of water and drank. Afterwards he went back and stretched on his couch, his mind lost on what Lisa could be doing at that time. He imagined her smiling as she watched romcoms. She was full of energy and excitement and he knew for sure that come tomorrow, he was searching for her come what may.
Like that, with the tv as background noise, he found himself asleep, his mouth curved in a peaceful smile as he entered into the dream world. Tomorrow, he would make sure she came to him, one way or another, besides he was Omar. Whatever he wanted, he got. He only roused in the middle of the night his neck and shoulders sore to go to his bedroom where he got back to sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.