Chapter 32: Chapter 32

Immediately ten in the morning arrived, and Omar started panicking because Lisa was yet to get there. They would be meeting Mr. Qin by eleven and they had to be ready. Maybe he shouldn't have believed her when she said that she would be there. It was while he was pacing, that a tentative knock came from his office door and Lisa stepped in looking flushed. Obviously, she had been in a hurry to reach there.

Releasing the breath, he had not realized he was holding, he had her seat before they could do anything else. “Can I offer you some coffee or anything?”

“Coffee would be nice thanks, Omar.”

At that, Omar called his secretary who brought the coffee to him without any further delays.

“So, we can start by going through our relationship. Mr. Qin is a very Ummh, traditional man and he can recognize lies quickly. So, I thought so as not to get confused we should stick to something as close to the truth as possible. That we had met each other five years ago, and then broke up and now are reunited.”

At the mention of his betrayal, Lisa's eyes teared. She should already be over all that yet she wasn't. It still hurt that he could stomach betraying her. Swallowing her coffee past the lump that had suddenly appeared in her throat, she nodded in agreement. It was half a truth and she would be able to hold her end of the bargain. After all, that was what she was being paid for wasn't it?

“Okay so basically, I just want us to present a front that shows a couple in love and that cares about each other. So, I might have to kiss you on several occasions and hug you.”

“Hey don’t think I don’t know that you just want to take advantage of me.”

Ha-ha, come on Lisa, I have to make this work.”

“Oh and it can’t work if you don’t kiss me,” she asked as a sour feeling roused from within her.

Swallowing, he turned his eyes to her. “we would have to look like we are in love if it's going to work, besides this is why I paid that much to employ you.”

Yeah, how could she forget that this was just a contract, she had to work for the money she had already spent. Nodding her head again. She placed her cup on the table. “So what time are we meeting him.”

“At eleven, though I think you would have to first go and change. I'll get you a change of clothes just freshen up here.”

“Oh okay, please pass me the clothes when they arrive.” Getting inside the bathroom, she could not help but gasp at the sheer luxury. Just outside was a few of his suits which showed that he sometimes used the office bathroom. It smelled so fresh and beautiful. She could not believe that she had never gotten here with how close they had been. Shrugging off her clothes, she walked inside the shower that was installed with jets. Opening the shower, warm water sprayed from the nuzzle onto her head. It was falling in such a relaxing way that she almost sighed in ecstasy.

This was what being rich really meant. Picking a bathing scrub placed by the small window, she placed it under her nose and everything in her nearly turned into putty. The place was full of his scent or was that just his shower gel? It penetrated her nerves causing her to get excited. It brought memories of their frenzied lovemaking in one hotel. She had never experienced shower sex until that day. There was so much pleasure, they were excited and that same excitement still coursed through her when she stood in his bathroom. Shaking her head to remove the graphic pictures from her face, she squeezed some shower gel on the bathing scrub.

Moving it through the valley of her breasts making them heavy with need. She felt like masturbating at that moment. It had been so long since she had touched herself. As she bathed, she could not help imagining Omar was the one touching her. Her nipples turned into pointed sharp points that begged for attention, while her hands wandered to the valley that housed her core. Parting the folds, she pushed her finger to feel the engorged part of her. She was swollen and wet and she just needed him with so much fever it was disheartening. The coarse material of the bathing scrub brushed against her skin, making it burn.

Moving to the flick of her hands on her nipples and on her clit, she could feel the pressure building and she knew she was nearly there. Then she finally let go. Omar's name came out of her mouth without even her knowledge and she sagged against the wall. After a while, the shame that came with still desiring someone who had clearly never loved her made her feel dirty. Standing under the strong jet, she scrubbed her body with all her might.

Finally, when she could no longer stay inside the bathroom, she took a white fluffy robe and rubbed it against herself. Her clothes had yet to be brought to her and so she had to sit there just like that. She could feel her face heating and she could not afford to meet his eyes. She had been so carried in desire that everything else had gone by in a blur. Yet she couldn't allow herself what her body wanted. The first break-up had ruined her but now, any more and she wouldn't even know how to live. She had to put herself first because, in the long run, she had a baby to take care of.

After a while, the office opened and the secretary brought in her clothes. Taking them, she ran into the closed sanctuary of the bathroom. She looked for lotion and the only one she could see was his. She could only apply it making her smell like him. Pulling the dress on, it felt snug and flowed over her body so well it was as if he knew her measurements. It was a black dress that stopped just above her knees. It was paired with a colorful blazer which brought out the best in her going by the picture painted in the mirror.

Brushing her hands against the dress, she made her hair and held it in a ponytail, while leaving a parting at the front where her hair was divided into two and fell to each side of her face. Applying a little bit of makeup made her feel sophisticated. Walking out, she could not help the tiny bit of excitement that coursed through her when Omar got tongue-tied on seeing her.

“So, are we ready now? Let's go meet him.”

“Okay ...let's do that.” Getting his coat, he held his elbow towards her and she slipped her hand across it. Getting into his car, they moved out of the offices to one hotel, where they were ushered by waiters to a table already prepared for them. Sitting there, they engaged in small talk as they waited for Mr. li to arrive. It was pleasant, doing all this. It made her forget the things she was going through. Gave her hope for better.