"Your flight took forever to get here," Karlos said as he kissed Tasha's shoulder cape.
They were in his hostel lying on the couch in each other's arms. Because Tasha was facing him on the big couch, he was able to lie and hug her enjoying the feel of her breasts against his chest.
"Here I was thinking I was the only one who missed you," Tasha said as she circled her
arms around his neck.
Karlos smiled and leaned in to peck her lips.
"Let's go for another round," Tasha said in an inviting tone, as she slowly let go of his neck and began feeling his abs.
"I can't bear to resist you. Can I?" Karlos asked in a teasing tone before capturing her lips and giving her a deep kiss.
They hugged each other and caressed each other's bodies as their tongues explored each other's mouths.
From her lips, Karlos trailed kisses to her neck and collarbone. Right above her breasts. He licked and squeezed that area as their bodies pressed together and a soft moan escaped from her lips.
"This is going to be more than one round. Karlos whispered into her ears as he slipped his fingers in - between her legs.
Tasha couldn't conceal the pleasure she felt, so she let out a loud moan as she caressed Karlos's back...
The scene that happened years ago kept replaying in her mind like a movie.
She remembered how his lips felt when they first landed on hers and her heart wouldn't stop trying to jump from her chest.
Touching her lips, Tasha mumbled.
" My aphrodisiac..."
After facepalming herself, Tasha buried her face in her palms. She was done for. Would Karlos fire h?r. But...but she couldn't help herself!
Tasha was pretty worried Karlos would ask her to leave his company for last night's deed. So she thought she might go out and exercise to clear her head and avoid thinking negatively and also prepare herself for the day.
However, to her surprise, the moment she set off, she had been reminiscing old times. 'Will he be the first boss to have an affair with his staff or will he be the first married man to have extramarital affairs?' she asked internally.
After another five minutes of thinking. Tasha could only bite her lips and started running again.
***
Minutes later a car drove to a stop in front of one of the streets and Lucas entered. Moments later, they were in the mansion, with expensively decorated floors, walls, and inner design.
The chauffeur came down and rushed to the back seat door where Mr. Lucas Bane was seated and opened the door for him.
Lucas stepped out of the car majestically and without paying any attention to the chauffeur, he walked towards the mansion, angrily.
By the time he got inside
the maids greeted him with a bow and informed him where his wife was.
Exuding much respect, Lucas walked past them and headed for the living room.
If a normal person was standing with them now, he or she would have frozen from shock and the intense aura that followed the thick atmosphere.
He had just returned from one of his business trips, and began searching frantically for Tasha but heard she had stepped out and he began making a scene.
Martha Bane on the other hand tried so much to calm him down but to no avail was he willing to listen to her or anyone for that matter?
"Lucas, calm down. Please do not be so mad like this."
"How dare you say that to me? Do you have any idea what I would go through because of that stubborn daughter of yours.?" he hollered at her.
"She is also your daughter, so stop shouting as if she belonged to someone else."
"Martha!"
"What?" She fired back. She was not afraid to say what she said because she was sick and tired of him putting the blame on her when their daughter messed up.
"Watch the way you speak to me!"
"Did I lie? Is she not your child too?" Martha Bane challenged.
"If she is, why is she throwing herself at men not to talk of a married man and not caring about the headlines she would cause? Did you know that I had personally set a blind date for her? Only for her not to show up and for me to find out that she is still trying to entangle herself with a married man! It doesn't speak well about me or the company."
"Well if investors or businesses fail because of that, it means that they or are not in for profits or the money in the first place."
"And what do you know about businesses and losses in the first place?"
"You'd be surprised by the things I know" She turned her gaze from him, crossing her hands under her bosom.
"This is exactly what I am saying. You are the one spoiling her. My not being around and fending for this family, you have taught her no useful thing."
"You who should have been her helper in securing a marriage alliance with the Wayne, What did you do? You went about looking for unworthy suitors for her and claimed you understood her wants. Pff, you are an even bigger failure.
"Martha!! Do not use that language on me. And don't forget that the boy was already betrothed to another."
"So what? Something could still have been done. Let me tell you the bitter truth, you better get used to it and accept it."
"Woman..." he was already fuming with rage with every word that fell out her mouth but he tried his best to hold his anger lest he actually beat the living daylight out of her.
"Get mad all you want, push blame if it makes you feel any better. Rather than becoming angry with her, why not Sit her down and ask her what exactly she needs? Martha Bane stepped back away from her husband noticing his tightened fists at the side.
Just then the door to the living room opened and Tasha walked in. Her ears had caught a whiff of angry voices in that, she knew her father was back, from his voice she could tell they were fighting. Her father pestering her mother for answers while also warning her to steer clear from ruining their daughter's life. Tasha scoffed. They were now talking about this when the ship had sailed long ago. So, she quickly headed to her room to avoid getting involved.
Only for her to hurry and actually come face to face with her angry father and mother.
"You!" Her father called out, pointing in her direction.
"Me?"
"Yes, you. Come here!" he ordered but she did not take a step in his direction. "Tasha, Come here this instant."
She hesitated still and gazed at her mother's angry eyes, hoping to get help.
All Martha could do at that point was to shake her head at her, silently telling her not to say anything.
"Tasha! Don't provoke me. Get here right now! !"
His deep voice sent shivers down her spine from where she stood. Causing her to wonder just What exactly had she done.
"Yes, father"
"Do you understand the situation have presented yourself with? Her father scolded her when she drew closer to him. Along with her mother next to her, "Stop being an irresponsible child and start acting your age. A little bit of worse luck and you will be the talk of the whole news media."
"Such a thing is not going to happen, Father," Tasha replied to him in a small voice
"Give me a good explanation as to why my daughter has refused to go out with the eligible men I have picked for her and to what end?"
"Father. It's not as it seems I can explain."
"Explain what? Can your actions and errors really fix anything. Do you not care about your life and want to remain a spinster and cut the family bloodline?"
"No Father but I do plan to be married to Karlos and-"
"Enough!" Martha Bane flinched along with Tasha with the loud voice of her father that reached the roof. " From now on, you shall quit your job as his secretary, and you won't be associating yourself with Mr. Wayne. Be an obedient child and stop building castles in the air, the last thing I want is you ruining me and the company."
She balled her fists at her side and anger had started to seep into her heart. He should let her make her own mistakes, decisions and if he wanted to scold her then yes, but even at that, it was her life and she was happy with whatever her choices were.
"No, Father! Do not blame me for saying this but I will. I hated the fact that you did nothing to support me in getting what I wanted all those years. You have been the cause of my problems."
"Tasha!"
"Stop! Just stop, Father. Stop with those silly demands in the name of protecting me. I am old enough to care for myself and secondly, I know what is best for me. I wouldn't run away from what I desire and finally, with all due respect, Well, this is my life and it is my business. So I have the choice to do with it, whatever I want to. With all due respect, Well, this is my life and it is my business. So I have the choice to do with it, whatever I want to. And like you mentioned in your speech, emphasis on the keyword, YOUR LIFE. You being my father does not give you the right to decide who I am to marry-"
The sound of his hand hitting the face of his daughter echoed through the spacious room attracting the servants who were around. It was an open-handed smack that left a red print on her cheek.
Tasha seemed shocked, lost for a few passing seconds until she realized what had happened. Being raised and spoilt from a wealthy family it was the first for her to be slapped.
"SHUT UP!! The audacity."
"Father! I..." her father raised his hand, giving her another sharp slap and glare before returning to his room.
Tasha had never been the one to receive her father's scolding and this being one of the rare occasions, she now had tears filled to the brim of her eyes. Martha Bane placed a comforting hand over her daughter's shoulder but Tasha dashed straight to her room without another word.