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[HOLT'S ENTERPRISE]

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Presely heart pounded widely like a party drum, as she stepped in way into the grand lobby of the Holt enterprises..her breath caught mid-throat, her eyes widened as they drank in the sheer magnificence before her.

"Damn!" She whispered under her breath, overwhelmed.

It was big, the decorations was just so amazing and more...

Everything shimmered with power and precision -glossy marble floors that reflected the elegance of the space, elevators gliding up and down the silent sentinels, and staffs moving about, dressed immaculately in tailored suit. Their gaze focused, their slides purposely.

"Mrs presely?" She spinned around at the mention of her name to find a Young Man walking towards her.

She narrowed her eyes and then waved back__ He was Caden secretary..

"Hi" a smile creeped out of his lips, and she smiled back, trying to ignore the way her heart was pounding.

"I came here to see Mr..Mr Caden" She muttered out the name, gripping the edge of her white gown like a lifeline.

The male stared at her for a moment, and then smirked. "Am sure he's already waiting for you. You have 10 minutes left, so I will take you there"

Presely smiled great fully as he lead the way to the devil in human form... For some minutes she felt relief that the man was walking with her, but then she scoffed when she realized, he was not going to be there with her.

"Am stiles by the way" The male introduced, as they stepped into the elevator.

"Like stiles from teenwolf?" She asked playfully, needing to clear the levity or the tension building up in her.

He chuckled as he pressed the number 32. "Exactly. He's my idol-reason I watched the show in the first place"

Presely smiled faintly, her mind already spiraling elsewhere.

Silence fell as the elevator ascended.. the hum of motion surrounded them, but in her head-only that one sound roared his name.

Caden Holt...

He wasn't just a man. He was a myth wrapped in shadow. A beast in a tailored suit.

The first day she had saw him was one of the days she was never going to forget_ that was one of the most scary days of her youthful days.

The way he had stared at her , dark eyes devouring her whole . The smoke curling from between his fingers as he leaned against the wall, untouchable and dangerous... Or the brutal fight between her brother and Caden that day.

Gosh! She knew Caden was obsessed with her.. No one needed to tell her that - remind her infact because she always knew... He always made it clear to her.

"Correction sweetheart." He would growl in her ear. "I am not just in love with you. .. I am madly, crazily, irreversible obsessed"

Just as the thought of that- a shiver rippled down her skin.

She was married now. Untouchable. Right?

she was married - what insane man will go after a married woman.

Wrong .. Caden Holt didn't care about boundaries.

"We are here" stiles Announced, jolting her from her thoughts.

And that seem to be the height of it... Because now, her heartbeat had just increased to 200. Her legs stiffened as she stepped into the hallway, where silence held it's breath.

CEO. MR CADEN.

The name on the door was boldly written, and her breath hitched.

"I will get going then" Stile's said, with a smile and made to walk out but presely found herself griping his shirt tightly-se can't just be alone with him.

That would be a mess as maltida has warned.

"Aren't you going to there with us as a witness. My secretary is not here yet" She said, trying not to give her panic self away.

Stiles tilt his head, staring at her and then he let out a chuckle. "Get inside miss presely. I have alot of work to do beside it's just reviewing the document. Right?" Carlos raised his eyebrows, as if mocking her.

Presely smiled nervously and nodded.

The male smiled back before he walked away, leaving her alone.

She paced around, trying to think of what to do.

Her phone ranged_She glanced at the phone and quickly pick it up when she saw the name Morphy.

"Are you there yet Miss presely?" He asked.

"Yeah" She replied almost immediately-as she licked her lips nervously. "Are you here yet?" She asked.

"Am almost... There's alot of traffic. We have 3 minutes left. Maybe I would meet you later. Love you ma'm" Morphy haunted out, and ended the call before she could even replied.

Presely scoffed as she stared at the white screen and then she exhaled. "We work together.. he's my ex, and nothing more" She said those words aloud, trying to believe it.

She knocked on the door...

Silence...

No one replied.. she exhaled and knocked again, yet no one replied.

With trembling hands,she pushed the door and stepped in.

His scent hit her first _cologne and cigarette smoke. Sinful and familiar. It wrapped around her like an invisible chain.

The office was as darkly as the one who owned it. Black and sliver tones. Cold and commanding. Her breath hitched when she saw him standing at the window, his broad back back to her, one hand in his pocket.

He was smoking.

Again.

Was there a day this man don't smoke?

He didn't turn..-he didn't say a word and that alone made her nervous.

"Mr Caden" She found herself calling his sinful name.

He didn't react at first -but then he turned to look at her like a storm building, his dark eyes locking unto her. Her knees nearly buckled out under his gaze.

She gripped her bag tightly... Her sweaty palm staining the fabric of her dress.

He wore a black trouser, hugging his perfect thigh, and a crisp white shirt, top buttoning undone revealing his inked tattos etched across his chest like secrets. Her eyes dropped down to that particular tattoo.

Her tattoo was still there.. Hugging against his sinful chest.

She gulped down and looked up only to find him watching her shamelessly and possessive.

The smoke curled up and shoot directly to her face_they both stared at each other.

Presely gulped down and quickly looked away, but he didn't

He never looked away from her no matter what.

He was always staring at her_ his dark eyes roaming over her.

The only girl he ever looked that way, the only girl he would kill for, the only girl he would kneel for.

"I came... Here for the document review" She said, offering a tight smile as she slide into the chair across from him.

He crushed the cigarette in a small tray, then took his seat opposite her's, never breaking eye contact. He crossed his legs majestically like a king_no, a God among men.

Caden Holt was a legend.

Even behind bars , his name still roared louder than most alive. He still ruin it, he still gained respect. He had power, reach, influence. A Devil In a tailored crown.

The way the city of Paris had gone into chaos after he was put behind bars.

"So check it and see whatever you don't like. Maybe something you want or so" She stretched him the document towards him trying to avoid his touch _ but his fingers brushed her anyway. Rough. Intentioned.

She froze, meet his gaze and he just scoffed.

He opened the document, his eyes rank it for a while before he dropped it.

"Everything is good" He said, his voice calm and menacing, and she sighed in relief.

They were going to be done early-and she was going to get out of here.

She was already trembling under his gaze.

A frown suddenly appear on his face, his eyebrows squelched together as he tilt his head staring at her.

"Who hurt you?" His cold voice ranged through her ear, making her shiver. She glanced up in confusion, but the look he gave her was no joke.

His fist was gripped tightly, his knuckles turned white as they bored holes into her.

Her eyes widened when she realized what he was asking and she quickly covered her face with her hair, ignoring the way his face knitted in anger. "It's none of your business" She four herself saying, but that seem to be wrong words, because he chuckled darkly, making the young woman shivered.

He was silent as he took another cigarette while Presely just gripped her cloth tightly in fear.

"Are you going to going to tell me... Or let me find out myself. You know it always end well"

She glanced up at him panicky, but he wasn't looking at her ... Just staring at the cigarette released into the air.

Of course it don't always end well .. she has lost count on how many people he has hurt while they were dating Just because of her.

"It's none of your business mr Caden" She said more firmly.

Her eyes widened panicky as he stood up from the chair, taking slow steps.

She gulped down, and looked down at her feet... His black shoe appear in sight and she gulped down, more-refusing to meet with his dark sinful gaze.

Slowly, his hand grazed under her cheek, and make her look into his sinful gaze.

She struggled as he took the strand of hair away from her cheek, but his hand tightened around her jaw-as a warning for her to stay in place, and she frozed immediately.

She has always been the submissive type..

He tilt his head, his eyes darkening more as he stared at the red cheek. "Who slapped you little doll?" He asked again, this time more threatening but the female refused to give in.

"I don't see how that's your concern Mr caden" She said, firmly again, ignoring the way her mind was warning her not to dare the man standing in front of her.

He stared at her for a while and chuckled...

She yelped in surprise as she found herself in between his chest, his scent filling her nose.

His hands gripped her waist firmly as he pulled her towards him.

She trembled looking up to meet the man gaze who was staring down at her like a predator who has it's prey where it belongs.

She glared at him and pushed him but he didn't burge.

"Are you going to tell me little doll... I always have my ways finding out"

"It's none of your business like I said so why don't you just fuck off and leave me alone" She half yelled, breathing heavily.

The male raised her eyebrows at presely who was not breathing heavily.

"Did you just raise your voice at me... Wow! Little doll can bite now after getting married to Alexander Kane" He muttered almost mockingly, and then he leaned against her ear. "The only time you ever raised your voice at me is when you are laying on the bed naked, screaming out my name-while I f***d" He whispered huskily, and bite her earlobe softly, making presely shiver.

She was getting wet... Yet again.

This damn attraction! This damn forsaken feelings.

"That was before. Fuck you" She cursed, and the male lips curved into a wicked smirk.

"The only one who is getting f**ked today is you little doll and I am going to prove to you that I can still do it now "

Presely eyes widened in panicked, her heart beating widely.

She pushed him with all of her might,. making him stumbled but before she could rush to the door-his arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her towards him. He bent down and grabbed hold of her legs, and made her wrapped her legs around his torso.

"Let me go you asshole! Let me go" She yelled, hitting his chest as he made his way towards the table but it seems she was the one hurting herself.

He placed her on the table, while she trashed trying to get away from him-it seems impossible as the man got in between her legs, pinning her hands above her head.

He stared at her darkly as she trashed beneath him, taking in her features.

He wasn't doing anything! Just staring at her with that gaze that could send an already dead man.. Dead.