Chapter 8 - Smoke & fire

With a ding, the elevator reached the top floor of the building where the president's office is.

As Aila walked with Secretary Fin towards Calvin's office. She can feel the piercing gazes of the staff on her.

Secretary Fin knocked on the door.

"Mr. President. Ms. Carter is here to see you."

"Come in."

"If you please, Ms. Carter."

Aila went in & heard the door shut behind her. She appraised Carter's office and found it quite appealing. The dark blue & white walls & mahogany furniture. One side full of books. The floor to ceiling windows the let in soft lighting in the room and the man behind the desk eyeing her the whole time.

Aila swallowed, she had never seen this man apparently in a business suit before. It's usually casual wear or sports gear. His whole aura difinitely changed with his hair sleeked back, you can see more of how piercing his eyes actually are compared to him wearing his curls naturally.

"Don't be a stranger, have a seat here Aila." Calvin called her out of her stupor.

Blushing embarrasingly, Aila sat infront of him.

"Oh, no. Sit here honey." Calvin pointed out the chair next to him.

Damn it! my heart calm down! This guy is a playboy & someone else's dog , remember?

"Why do I need to sit there?"

"Aren't you here to read & sign the contract?"

Sighing in her mind, Aila cautiously approched and sat beside him. His musculine scent hitting her in waves.

Argghh, he is seriously her type. Is this the price to pay for being instantly rich in this world? I have to endure, do not be tempted Aila!

Now she can kind of symphatize with the old Aila for being obsessed with this guy. If she didn't know the story she might have fallen from the very first time she saw his face.

Calvin grinned at her cheekily & moved the stack of papers towards her side of the desk.

"Go on, read it. Let me know if you have questions."

Aila took the papers from the desk & started reading. All the things he said before were in there, even detailing the properties she's going to get.

A house in the Carribean?! Wasn't this a celebrity's home in her old world? A vacation home in Europe? How crazy rich are these male leads?!

Her eyes could not help but bulge from all the luxury in this piece of paper. Her common sense had not left her yet and this is simply outrageous.

Well, its a sin to refuse grace. I'll take it!

Aila read through everything until the last part.

Touching which involves kissing, hugging etc. are allowed, specially in public events and functions. The unit must appear like a real life couple to the public. Not following this clause will be subject to a penalty by the issuing party.

Hmmm? Excuse me? What penalty?

Aila turned around to ask about this to Calvin and found that he is playing with some strands of her hair while looking at her intently.

Damn it! That face is a sin! Too close!

"What is it? Hmmm..." with a deep voice Calvin asked her.

"Uhmm...well, this part right here. What do you mean by penalty? What kind of penalty?" Eyeing him cautiously Aila asked.

"Well honey, since I'm giving you so much, so should give a little of yourself too. As long as you follow the bare mininum you don't need to worry about the penalty at all."

"Supposed I do screw up with this part. What would be the penalty still?"

"Hmmm...let's see, I'll add it on for you here."

For every action deemed not fullfilling this clause, the issuing party will deduct the rewards to the other party as he seemed fit.

This sounds so...ambiguous...but...the mansions, the millions...

Before she could change her mind. Aila signed the contract. From her memory allthough Calvin is a playboy. He never forced himself on anybody. He was deemed the perfect lover in the inner circle as well.

I hope I don't regret this...

"Alright, there. May I have a copy of this?"

"Sure, you can have one. I will have the secretary send it you later."

"Oh ok, thanks. Then, I'll be leaving."

"Oh but honey, the banquet is just a few days away. You seemed to forget something."

Aila frowned. What is he talking about?

Before she could react, Calvin carried her off from her seat & had her sit on his lap.

Calvin whispered close to her lips and said, "Honey, we should practice."

Calvin kissed her lips with abandon. Aila was taken aback & found her body reacting to him.

He devoured her lips until she was out of breath and he was satisfied.

Seeing the dazed look in her eyes and swollen red lips.

"Call me honey next time, ok?"

Aila, blushing furiously could not believe herself for falling for a beauty trap.  She immediately stood up and and pointed at him.

"You..." Scoundrel! You beautiful devil, you!

Before she could lose control of herself & the obvious smoke and fire in the room. Aila, almost running left the office & slammed the door.

Calvin smiled to himself.

My honey is quite energetic today.

*****

Aila, bending over backwards in her bed remembering it wanted to bang her head in the wall.

She found that she was weak to this man. She always thought that a beauty will not tempt her, specially one who is a known Cassanova. But apparently, there's a universal appeal of bad boys among women.

Aila, think ok? You musn't fall. Head before heels. Your heart will definitely break with this man. He will never choose you. You're only with him because of the benefits. A few kisses won't hurt. Some women went all out in love and never got a penny. Don't overthink this!

Thinking to herself this over and over again. Aila finally fell asleep.