Unholy Desires

"Fucking shit"

Twenty-five-year-old Savannah Bellingham cussed as the cold December air slapped her beautiful diamond-like face, causing her teeth to shatter and her body tremble the very instant she got out of her Lexus electrified SUV.

The dashing young lady pulled together the slit of her black Valentino next-to-body dress. Right this instant, she was mentally cursing herself for having worn little clothing.

The girl's face was stiff and stern, expressing her current countenance. The only thing Savannah Bellingham wanted after a fifteen hours flight was a long ass rest.

Instead, she was freezing to the death outside the Bellingham group of company, dressed in a classy outfit for a twin event that she didn't want to be part of.

Her sudden promotion and her father, Dr Billingham's retirement party.

Of course, her presence at this event wasn't a necessity given the fact that she didn't take over the company until January. And every other paperwork could wait until Monday when she must have had a well-deserved rest.

Still, with a furrow on her face, Savannah Bellingham began to make her way to the lobby of the Bellingham group.

The fountain outside was lit up with lights, making it very relaxing in its sight and sound as well as giving off a classy look to the building. Behind the fountain, was the acronym BGC meaning written in fine calligraphy.

Once in the lobby, Savannah didn't need any directions as she had been in this building several times before traveling off to Australia, and so, she immediately made her way to the banquet hall.

Sliding the huge mahogany doors open, the strikingly beautiful young lady was immediately hit with the sound of violins and other orchestra instruments playing, making her feel like she was part of a banquet of the seventies, and that aggravated her mood

“Oh fuck me, what the hell is this”she cursed under her breath.

A blonde lady met Savannah on the dance floor as she struggle to make his way to the wine area. Seeing this young lady, Savannah rolled her eyes and cursed under her breath.

If she thought her night was ruined before, seeing the blonde girl clarified that for her.

“Oh, Vannah, Mr Bellingham has been looking for you”the blonde girl iterated in a tone that made the young girl want to roll her to the ground.

Savannah couldn't stand the girl. She had caught her several times staring at her boyfriend in ways that didn't sit right with her. Her voice became flirty and she constantly batted her lashes.

Although she was beautiful, she fell under the category of women who portrayed blondes to be daft and have an IQ level no better than that of Hei Hei the rooster from Moana.

Savannah wondered what he saw in her to make her his assistant.

“Yeah. Thank you. Tell me, is there any chance you might have run into Dawson?”the young girl questioned with an eyebrow raised, her urge for a glass of wine more prominent.

Dawson Lurton was Savannah's boyfriend of two years and business partner. Well, their parents were partners, and automatically it made them one too.

Tiffany gave the girl a look that had her on edge. She suddenly became agitated and her gaze looked everywhere except on Savannah

"No, but why don't you go see your dad first, eh? He's been on edge waiting for you" the blonde replied as she began to push the older woman in the direction of the stairs, and before she could wrap her head around what was happening, Tiffany had disappeared.

Savannah rolled her eyes, relieved to not have anything to do with her any further.

As expected, Mr Maxwell, Mr and Mrs Bellingham whispered amongst themselves but immediately stopped when they saw Savannah on the threshold.

Like she had said, Mr Bellingham was in his office with Mr Lurton and they seem to be whispering amongst themselves. As soon as their gaze landed on the young girl, they quickly stopped whatever they were doing.

“Oh, Vannah. You're here. We were just talking about you”Mr Lurton greeted the young lady as she walked into the office.

Mrs Bellingham greeted her daughter with a kiss on the cheek before the young lady turned to Mr Lurton and took his hand in a firm grip.

“Hope it was no hassle driving here”Mr Bellingham spoke up in an attempt to diffuse the tense atmosphere that was starting to creep in.

Savannah Bellingham was about to reply to Mr Lurton when her dad interrupted her.

“As I was saying, we were all just having a conversation about you and Dawson- where is he by the way?" they all turned to the doorway on cue, as though hoping that the young man will walk in.

“It doesn't matter, I doubt he will contest to it”Mr Lurton joked, but then cleared his throat when he realized no one laughed along with him.

"No, he has to be here. We don't want any misunderstandings later" Mrs Bellingham iterated, ignoring the way both men, as well as her daughter, stared at her.

"Vannah, dear. Why don't you be a sweetheart and go find your boyfriend and bring him back here" the older woman began to shoo her daughter in the direction of the door.

"But mother..." she called out in a pleading and tired tone.

"Shhh, obedience first" the woman slammed the door in her face.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, Savannah began to descend the stairs. It didn't matter that they had sent her away like an outcast, she was happy to get away from their craziness.

She wasn't going to do what her mother had ordered. Hell, even if she wanted to, she wouldn't even know where to look, and going back to the banquet was out of the question.

Not with the horrible music playing, and not with the risk of bumping into Tiffany. With that in mind, the young girl decided to lock herself up in any office she could find.

She took the elevator to the fifth floor, and when the doors opened, she walked down the hallway. It was quiet, and the clanking of her heels echoed throughout.

But the sounds of girly screams and manly groans overshadowed the sound of her heels.

Normally, she would mind her business and walk away. But not tonight.

Curiosity got the best of her and with that, she found herself following the direction of the moans.

The moans and screams become louder now that she stood before the door, and from the girly moans, Savannah guessed it was Tiffany, and this intrigued her even more. The urge to know who the blonde was banging was strong.

She pushed open the door, and her gaze and landed on Tiffany. She had her claws digging into shoulders she was familiar with.

It was Tiffany and her boyfriend, Dawson. Fucking each other like there was no tomorrow.

The young girl never understood the phrase "curiosity killed the cat" but she did now.

Her boyfriend was cheating on her with his assistant.

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