Dominant culprit

Their body heated against the elevator wall, as he pressed his lips on her gentle lips, her lips were soft and warm as they parted slowly letting his tongue slide in, the strong taste of tequila he had early still dawdle in their kiss, this ignites a flame in Claire making her pull him in even more as they deepen their kiss.

His hands pressing her against him as he turned slowly pinning her to the wall, his member hard and saluting, he carries her in his arms till she was pinned to the wall, her feet were above the ground now, as she sat on his palm, their kiss fast and needy as they fumble to undress each other.

siren noise echoed in the elevator pulling them out of their steamy position, they both hissed in frustration, ” fuck” Darrell mutters to himself as he drops Claire immediately, she dresses properly as she too came back to her sense, they both breathing heavily as they dressed still unable to pinpoint what just happened.

” lockdown activated,” an automated voice said, as the elevator door closes hard and fast, “shit!” Darrell yelled as he banged his hands against the elevator door, ” what the fuck is that” Claire asked standing beside him, watching him bang the elevator, ” fuck you” he growledContent © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

” you prick!” she yelled pushing him towards the elevator door, “stop it monse!” he yelled holding her possessively, Claire struggled, but he was too strong, he barely moved, and she kicked him between his thighs sending him on his knees.

” fuck! what’s your fucking problem” he cursed, Claire sweeps her hands over her hair as she searched for the nearest escape root, the elevator door won’t budge, ” what the fuck did you do to the door?” she asked.

” you locked it” he growled, “so open it” she huffed, Darrell would do anything to get out of the elevator, than stay with a psychopath, ” we are stuck here for eight hours thanks to you” he replied, he had regained himself now as he sat on the floor his legs crossed, and his heart ragging

” what?’, I can’t be locked in here with you, that horrible” she yelled as she paced around the elevator, kicking it occasionally, Darrell ignored her, he couldn’t stay in there either, but Claire being so troublesome, he had decided to let her fool around, as he stared at his phone, there was no reception when the elevator was on lockdown.

” hey asshole, do something about this,” she said, kicking him again, Darrell had pinned down the monster growling within him, as Claire pissed him off, she wailed complaints for hours, and how frustrated she had been for the past hour.

Then she noticed he wasn’t paying any attention, he had an ear plug on, which enrages her even more, how selfish could he be? She asked herself as he kicked him again, Darrell glared at her, growling deeply he had sworn if she touches him one more time she would be muted.

Claire knew she had exceeded her limit and he seats at the far end of the elevator, right to console herself, doing all kinds of yoga mantras to herself to calm herself down, times passed and they were both in a position waiting for time to pass so they could finally go their separate way, but minutes were just too slow, the elevator was chilly, and Claire was in her sleeveless gown from she had worn to the bar.

And she had begun to warm herself up with her mouth, Darrell noticing this forced himself not to pay any attention to her, besides she was troublesome, she should pay for it he thought to himself, but his heartfelt wavy looking at her sorry face.

I am cold as well, he thought to himself as he tried looking for a reason not to pay attention to her silent plea, ” come here” he commanded Claire hissed, making Darrell regret his choice even more, ” how salty can you really be?” he asked

Claire ignored, as she whispered something to herself, “I am cold as well so don’t expect me to sympathize” he said, as he stretches his feet and crossed them against each other, ” you are a selfish narcissist” she retorted.

Darrell felt pained by her statement, but he had his poker face covered up for him, he contemplates his choice, and as he battled with himself to ignore her, he stands up walks over to her ” body heat helps” he said in a low tone.

His last thread of courage and tolerance were pulled together before he could make the move if she rejects she would be seeing any of that, he thought to himself a familiar feeling comes back knocking.

‘ Accept this Claire’

she thought inwardly, it’s a generous offer, besides, it is part of the mission right? she leans in further, still trying not to bring up what had happened before the lockdown, Darrell exhaled gently, wow, she isn’t so vicious this time thank goodness

He pulls her in she flinches, but relaxes after some oddly long seconds, with Claire on her chest and his warm hands on her body, his thin fabric and body warmth give them enough heat they needed to pass through the cold night

Darrell ran his hand up and down her back, just trying to warm her up, this soothes her raging heart as her eyelashes began to feel heavy, she leaned further, and this makes their heart flutter even more

Weird,

Soon Claire was fast asleep, while on Darrell’s chest, Darrell had loved the comfort of having someone this close, he had stared at her face almost all through the night, her innocent face and messy hair were glorified by the white light.

Her freckle was lightly exposed, there was something about that freckle on her face, and there was something about this woman that he can’t seem to understand, ” who are you” he said in a whisper, but there was no answer

He had made victor do research on her background she was monse Richard orphaned when she was 15, little does he know that monse was a secret code used in concealing identity she could claim another identity with a whole lifetime of proof behind it