Trapped In The CEOs Web

Annette's pov

" You can run to the end of the world, but I'll always find you, 'cause you're mine alone, love. "

I laughed at the message. Not sure why I was laughing, though, when Cole was threatening me. Maybe it's the frustration from lack of enough evidence to put him permanently behind bars, or maybe the alcohol is starting to get to me. My phone buzzed with another message.

" I'd rather you were wearing pink, it suits you more. "

I laughed again, earning me a few curious stares inside the club.

" Cole's stalking me. "

I said it to myself like I wasn't already aware. I knew he'd been stalking me for some weeks. I had kept it from my family and my best friend, Hannah. I didn't want to scare them. They knew Cole, and the mean things he can do, but I will carry this burden alone. I've already made police reports and hopefully, something will be done soon.

I silenced my phone and threw it in my purse. Tonight is to blow off steam, and I'm not letting Cole and his foolish games ruin my night. I gulped down my last shot of tequila and walked to the dance floor. My steps were light and a little wobble. Yeah, the alcohol's setting in.

I watched as Hannah danced with some tall, hefty guy, scratch that, two bulky men.

I rolled my eyes as she pressed her hips into one's body and wrapped her hand over the other's neck, typical Hannah.

The music changed to a faster one, and in a couple of minutes, I'm a sweaty mess from so much dancing. I'm about to go back to sit down when someone holds me from behind. I flinch.

I spin around, expecting to see Cole, but I'm met with clear gray eyes.

I take in the man's features, shamelessly observing every detail in a single glance, and by God, I had to restrain myself from melting into a puddle. If I were a cartoon character, my jaw would have dropped to the floor. Okay, I think my mouth's actually open.

His angular face and chiseled jawline seemed like something a sculptor carved out from only the best of materials, he's tall, like six feet tall or more, with wide board shoulders. His hair, jet black, slightly messy, made me want to run my hands through it, to observe every delicate strand of it.

His shirt did very little to conceal the impressive muscles of his biceps underneath it. I couldn't help but stare at his eyes; they sparkled like diamonds on a white surface. Clear gray eyes, a little bit lighter than mine. He's the perfect embodiment of masculine beauty.

" Well, hello. " His eyes twinkled as he spoke. Even his voice screams perfection. Sonorous, smooth as wine. Heaven must be missing an angle cause this man right here...... he's something.

" Hi," I responded, my voice barely audible over the loud music.

" Tired already? I was hoping I could get one dance. " His lips curved into a small smile, making my knees turn to jelly. If I didn't find him attractive before, his smile just won me over

" You got game? " I flirted.

He smirked and bit his lower lip as his eyes scanned me, sending heat all over my body.

" I know a few dance moves. " He answered.

" Show me. " I winked at him.

He's exactly what I need, an escape to forget about Cole, my overdue loan, or my mother. This man does know his moves. We danced together, his hand on my hips as I arched into his solid body. Enjoying the feel of his hard muscles. I could feel his hot breath at the back of my neck as I twirled to the music. My inner thighs throbbed with need. I wanted more than what he was giving on the dance floor. I needed more.

" Let's go upstairs. " He whispered, his lips brushed my sensitive earlobes, making me feel hotter. Good, glad I'm not the only one In need of more.

I glanced around, trying to find Hannah, but I didn't see her. She's probably with those dudes, and I needed to be with mine too. He led me up the stairs, holding my wrist with surprising gentleness.

He took me to one of the VIP rooms I assume is his. He had barely shut the door before backing me against it and pulling me in for an intense kiss, like a starved man. He brushed my honey-blonde hair from my face with his long fingers.

For a moment, I wondered if what I was doing was right. I've never been into one-night stands, that's Hannah's thing. But the last few weeks have been rough for me. I'm hanging on a delicate line and my thread of sanity could snap any moment. I need an outlet, something to take my mind away from my troubles, even if it's for a night.

And so I parted my lips, letting his tongue slide in. I couldn't help the moan that escaped from me, it made him groan as he's hand gripped my waist. Then, all too soon, he broke the kiss.

" Do you want this? "

He asked breathlessly. I could see his pupils dilate under the dull lights.

" I'll let go if you don't want me to. " He continued.

I stared at him, he was serious about wanting my verbal consent. It made me crave him all the more.

I stepped closer, closing the small space between us. I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him in, then whispered into his neck.

"Yes, I need you to bang the brains outta me "

That was all it took for his control to slip. He threw my legs over his waist as my back hit the wall. Again, he claimed my lips, biting and sucking them. My body trembled with maddening pleasure. I followed suit, kissing him as deeply as I could. I ran my fingers through his silky hair, gripping it tightly. We only broke the kiss to take his shirt off, he pulled my body con gown over my head, leaving me in my black thong.

His eyes locked on my hardened nipples.

"Gosh, you're beautiful. " He whispered and before I could reply, he'd taken one in his mouth, his tongue swirled around it as he grabbed the other with his hand, rubbing my second nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

I let out another moan. The feeling of his hot tongue on my sensitive skin was great. I felt my thong slick and wet. My eyes rolled back into their sockets. More, that's all I wanted, more.

" The bed. " I rasped. He carried me with ease and set me down gently on the bed.

" My name is Annette by the way. " I whispered into his ear, licking it as I did. He made a devastatingly sexy sound at the back of his throat and the fire in me burned more.

" Nathan " he groaned, as kissed me more, from my lips to my neck and my collar bone. Each kiss was like a flicker of fire touching me.

" Nathan. " I moaned his name, I don't even know this man but he's taking me on a rollercoaster of different pleasures.

His fingers slid inside my thong, massaging my already wet clit.

I moaned to his name again, but this time louder.

His phone buzzed in his pocket.

" Fuck. " He muttered.

He took his hand away, the other was still swirling my nipple, sending delicious delight all over me. He reached for his phone, and then he stiffened. His eyes grew wide. He just stooped.

" What's wrong? " I asked as he got up.

" I'm sorry, Annette. But I have to go. "

He could as well as sliced my heart into two. Why get my turned on, swimming in ecstasy, and then stop when I'm close to coming? I watched in silence as he picked his shirt from the floor and wore it. I still craved him, I'm wet from wanting him.

" You're just going to stop halfway and leave? " I asked in anger.

His hand was already on the doorknob, he paused and tilted his head towards me.

" Annette, trust me, there'll be plenty more. "

He smirked and walked out the door.

I scoffed, as if I'd slept with a random stranger twice, not that we had slept with each other, but still, I'm not into one night stands, tonight would have been an exception if he hadn't left abruptly.

I stood from the bed and picked up my dress where he had discarded it. Next to my dress, I found an ID card on the floor that wasn't mine.

I picked it up, my heart skipped a beat as I read it. It was an executive card from the company where I worked, the Anderson's Empire.

NAME: NATHAN ANDERSON

ID NUMBER - AE- 001

TITLE: CHIEF EXECUTIVE OFFICER (CEO).