Meet me in the sitting area at 9 prompt
DO NOT BE LATE
Gritting her teeth, she crumpled up the note, cursing him under her breath. Moving to the en-suite bathroom she stepped under the shower, careful not to mess up her make-up or hair, enjoying the pummeling of the power shower as it brought life back to her tired body, sighing at how exhausting shopping could be.
She decided to wear her hair up again, using some of the clips that Rachel bought specially for the outfit to secure it high on her head in a playful knot, the effect stunning and chic, Sara impressed with her own efforts. Next she put on the silken lingerie also bought for the dress, giving a soft moan at how sensual the material felt against her skin. She was not used to wearing such luxurious lingerie, the bra pulling her cleavage together, her eyes opening wide at the way she looked in the skimpy outfit, surprised at how sexy the soft material made her feel.
With ten minutes left she pulled on the dress, a soft blue almost silver outfit with a fitted bodice and love-heart neckline, her figure shown so well as the skirt softly flared out. Pulling on the delicate open-toed sandals and grabbing the matching bag and wrap she moved from the room with only seconds to spare. Darius was waiting for her, his head turned as she moved quickly towards him, his eyes staring at the woman before him, a slow smile spreading over his face. “So much better than the Sara that walked in here this morning”, moving closer and prowling around her as she stood still for his perusal, taking in everything about her change.
“Love the hair” Pleasure filled Sara at his praise, though she gave him a scornful look, not prepared to show the way his approval filled her with a strange happiness, chastising herself for her own reaction, her voice more caustic than she meant. “Well you did tell Rachel to do something with ‘this’”, her finger flicking her bangs as he gave a humorous smile. “And I am very glad to see that you are taking the obedience rule to heart”, laughing as she threw him a shrivelling look. With that they moved from the suite, a limousine meeting them at the entrance to the hotel whisking them quickly away.
The car did not have far to travel, the event a launch of a new movie, Sara staring in open-eyed surprise at the many stars all walking the red carpet. As they took their turn to enter the hall, many of the paparazzi snapped pictures of the two of them, Darius pulling her in closer, stamping his ownership of her for all to clearly see. After the screen showing, all of the guests moved into the large hall where food and drinks were served by waiters who moved around the crowd taking and dispensing orders. Sara felt out of her depth, so nervous of the many famous faces she was meeting, Darius seeming completely relaxed and unfazed by the prestigious crowd. With a small half-sigh she realised that he would be. He was after all, one of them.
As the two mingled around the different groups, he took great pleasure in introducing her as his companion for his time in the city, the implied relationship making some cough with disapproval, Sara gritting her teeth not to rise to his words. Finally however he leant in to whisper gently in her ear. Time to go...I don’t want either of us being too tired for the main event of the evening”
Sara almost dropped her glass with the reminder of what was to come, realising that she hoped he would be too tired to really do anything, his words dashing that hope as the two of them once more made their way back to their car. In the luxurious interior of the limousine he sat back, ignoring Sara who slid over to the opposite side of the car, staring unseeingly out of the window, her nerves now making her stomach tense into a clenched ball.
Closing her eyes she knew that despite the fact they had made a deal, part of her still hoped for something - anything - to intervene and free her from her promise. Still with nothing spoken between the two they again moved back up the elevator to the penthouse, Darius letting them both in.
Standing so unsure what to do next, his voice made her start, his tone soft. “Go to the spare room and put on the clothes that have been left there for you” Sara stared at him. “C...clothes?” her voice confused as he pointed to the room at the other end of the suite. “When you are ready join me in my bedroom”
Sara hated the way his voice remained so calm, so in control, while every part of her shook, her steps faltering as she made her way to the room indicated. Inside she dropped onto the bed, her body shaking knowing that it was finally payback time. Taking a deep breath, steadying herself she looked at what lay beside her. The lingerie was exquisite, made of the finest silk. Black and partially see-through, she lifted it allowing the material to slip sensually through her fingers before letting it fall back onto the bed. Swallowing nervously she removed her dress, taking her time to hang it up, a delay tactic she knew, as her eyes kept returning to the lingerie on the bed - an outfit for seduction.#p#分页标题#e#