Dominant culprit

The 8-hour countdown was over and the elevator door chimed as it opened, letting a straight ray of light into the elevator, Claire was the first person to wake up, as light reflected on her eye, her eyelashes flutter as she cleaned her face with the back of her palm.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Finally” she whispers, ” hey wake up” she taps Darrell on his chest, before standing up from where she lay, she hugs herself as she makes her way out of the elevator, it was her first night with the culprit, and she has to be calculative.

what had happened the previous night came back to her, she showcased her tantrums because of claustrophobia, all she had wanted to do was play the role of a lover, not a stubborn tyrant, ‘ get your head straight Claire’ she cautioned.

Darrell walks into the room, and takes a bottle of water “sorry for yesterday and thanks as well” she said, ” that’s new, is there a bomb that might explode if I reply, kaboom” he mocked, her heart boiled within her, she wasn’t expecting that

“Well you are pretty much annoying” she hissed, going down to the kitchen island, leaning on it, and watching Darrell toy with the utensil, while backing her she wondered why he wasn’t in a suit or has a dark aura like everyone who was in his line of work

Before she got here, she had imagined him to be a harsh, tyrant, annoying megalomaniac, but there he was making a silly beat with his spoon on a Monday morning, does he really sells hard drugs, or does anything bad she thought inwardly?

His light smooth skin was flawless, his hair wavy and low, his beards trimmed and a little curly, his eyes…

” you are no longer with your glasses,” she said in surprise immediately she noticed they had been for a while she had been with him, and finally get to see what behind those glasses, “fuck” he causes as he squinted trying to conceal his pupils away from her.

” you shouldn’t be insecure about your eye, it might be pretty” she walked beside him, “show me,” she said calmly, Darrell had concealed his eyes because he believes the heart can be felt just by looking at his eyes.

“No” he replied leaving the scene, all this stirred confusion in her heart she closed her eyes trying to imagine his face for the past 24 hours they had been together, how did I not notice that she banged her head with her hands ‘you are just stupid Claire’ she cursed as she lifted her feet off the floor walking foot to foot towards the couch.

Claire was lost in her own little world now, as she stared at nothing in particular, she was locked here, obviously, he wasn’t easy, his constant mood swings were an understatement, he doesn’t have a special personality neither does he behave the way he should.

The only thing illegal she had seen with him were guns and nothing more if only she could contact Marley and make her do research on him, she was much more perplexed, ” go take your bath” a deep voice said as it descended down the stairs, bringing Claire out of her wonderland.

” Can I have my phone back?” she asked, “I will get victor to get you a new one?” he said he was on glasses now, with towels tied meticulously around his lower waist, his muscular figure was alluring, his park were firm and kissable, she trailed her eyes down the V cut just below his torso.

His arms firm, she got a better view of him, as the light from the see-through window glorified his skin, he was muscular in every right area, ” have a warm bath, it will help” he said pulling her out of her lust state.

He was just the perfect definition of fuckable, ‘grab him’ her goddess of lust drooled at the man before her, her eyes were glued on his body, not knowing she had a hand full of her dress in her hands already, ” do you want to pee?’ he asked

Pulling her out of her lust state, ” no.. yes…maybe get out ” she said, ” someone has gotten a frozen brain” he teased before leaving her, how can I live with someone with a strong sense of sarcasm, she asked herself as she made way to the bathroom

It couldn’t be compared to the room she had found herself in when she woke up, but it was moderate and suitable for a happy lifestyle, the bed was smooth, as they get spent their night on the elevator floor instead of a bouncy and comfortable bed,

A tingling sensation found its way down her body this was the first mission that had ever brought her so close to her culprit, it’s a mission to remember, she thought to herself as he finally stripped herself of the clothes she wore, before hitting the shower.

She meets a couple of clothes in the closet, it was Darrell’s clothes, and it was the black sleeve, as always, she puts them on, no panties underneath, as she didn’t bring a spare “Tarzan!!” Darrell yells from the living room making Claire halt for a moment, ” don’t tell me…” she walks outside the room to clarify.

“Yes you,” he said grinning stupidly as he saw her from the top stairs she stormed down the stair in furry,’ you dare not, she said to herself, of all names he decided to call me that, Darrell had his eyes fixed on Claire who had descended don the stair, in his clothes.

Fuck ‘ he felt his shaft stiffen at the sight before him, her alluring slender legs were wet because of the bath she had earlier, he had butterflies in his belly as he trialed his eyes up and down her body, her hair damp and loose on her shoulder.

The finest sight on a Monday morning, he felt frozen and pinned to the floor, ‘fuck’ he mutters to himself as his heart fluttered, she was so damn beautiful