Flames Of Sizzling Desires

Suite no. 5016

The man shut the door of the luxurious suite with his foot and trapped the woman between the door and his hard body. In a snap of a finger, the room lit up with dark dim lights and the sensuous music played just right to set the mood.

He kissed her mouth while his hand snaked around her shoulder, opening the strings of her red seductive dress that was enticing him all evening. The satin dress slipped off her body smoothly and bunched at her pair of golden high heels.

The man groaned when he found her wearing nothing underneath, and his rough hands groped her breasts as he kissed her mouth hard, nibbling against her lips. His thumb and forefinger played with the erected nub while the tip of his tongue travelled down from her neck, disappearing in the valley of her bosom.

"Aries, just do me!" The woman moaned and Aries looked up at her in the dim light.

"The night is still young, darling," He whispered in a husky voice. His hand opened the bun, and her long hair cascaded down while his other hand moved to the south and he tugged down her lacy panties. His finger sailed between her folds and she took a sharp breath. "So wet and ready for me!" He said, biting her earlobes and she squirmed.

"I can't wait to have you inside of me!" She panted, and Aries swiftly turned her, pushing her front against the door. He unbuckled his belt, zipping down, and his enormous cock sprang out.

Kicking her legs apart, he slid the tip of his cock up and down her pussy. "Aries, please..." the woman pleaded, bunching her fist on the door as he teased her with a mischievous smirk on his lips.

Aries took a step back, taking out a packet of condoms from his wallet and tearing the foil, rolling it over his cock, and he rammed into her with a guttural groan.

"Ahhh!!" The sudden thrust took her by surprise and her muscle struggled to accept his girth.

"Take all of it!" Aries demanded in a dark tone, bunched up her hair in his hand and pulled her back, taking her mouth in a passionate kiss while he thrust hard and fast, penetrating deep into her. His every thrust was more powerful than before, and the room filled with their groans and moans until he filled the condom with his seeds.

***

The next morning,

"Aries Grayson is dating Victoria's Secret model Sasha Lewis. Is the country's hottest eligible bachelor ready to say goodbye to his title and finally settle down?" The woman propped against the pillow reading an article on her phone about the man she spent the passionate night with when Aries stepped out of the shower in a black bathrobe, rubbing the water from his hair with a towel.

"So you're engaged?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Paparazzi talks shit sometimes." He said, opening the closet and taking out one of his Armani suits.

A smile was tucked on the lips of the woman as she shyly gazed up at him while he changed into a suit right before her eyes. He brushed his damp hair and fixed his tie while the woman continued to stare at him, biting her lips seductively.

Aries's phone buzzed on the side table, and it was his assistant who informed him he was running late for the meeting. "Okay, I'll join you in ten minutes," Aries ended the call and glanced up at the woman who was sitting on his bed, in his shirt.

Now, when he was clearly looking at her face in his sober state, she wasn't appearing as attractive as she appeared to him in his drunken state. Aries twitched his mouth, took out the wallet from his pocket and threw a stack of money near her.

"Thanks for the night." He said and instantly the smile disappeared from her face. "I had fun!"

"I thought something was special between us!" she said. "I felt connected with you."

Aries cocked his eyebrow. "I promised a night of fun, and the night is over now." He glanced over at his latest Rolex. "Okay, I need to go. Take the money and leave at your convenience." He said, moving to the door, but turning to her, recalling something.

"Oh! Please don't take my shirt with you. It is expensive!!" He smirked and walked out of the suite, leaving the woman fuming behind.

***

"Grayson Group of Hotels should always be on the top!" Aries said in his deep voice, inviting the eyes of his employees. "We are going to build our new hotel in New Orleans and I'd be selecting some of you to lead the project." He announced, and every face had a smile, wishing for that one golden chance that could launch them straight into the sky as working with Aries Grayson was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

"I will do an internal assessment in a couple of days, and those who pass will have this great opportunity to lead this project with me." He announced and rose from his high executive chair, buttoning his jacket.

"Questions?" Aries looked over at his employees.

"What kind of internal assessment, if I may ask?" A girl asked. "Do we need to prepare ourselves for some kind of test?"

Aries's eyes stared at her, and she gulped. "You just have to do your work sincerely, and the assessment is done!" He said, and she nodded her head, looking down at the desk.

"Anyone else?" He asked, but no one dared to put across questions.

"The meeting is adjourned." He said in a gruff voice and left the conference room.

***

"Cara, you are late again!!" the manager of the local eatery screeched loudly as he saw a young girl around the age of twenty-one, rushing inside through the back exit of the restaurant dressed in a pair of blue jeans with an old black t-shirt.

"I am sorry, sir! I missed the bus and had to walk four miles to reach here." Cara apologised in her softest voice, panting, trying to catch a breath, and took out a white shirt and black mini skirt from her bag.

"Cara, this is the fourth time in a month! You are testing my patience now," the manager glared at her.

"This won't happen again, sir. I am sorry." She apologised, looking at him with her pleading eyes.

"You said the same the last time. Anyway, change quickly. It's the fucking peak hour, you lazy ass!!" He sneered and Cara rushed inside the washroom.

She changed into a white shirt and a short miniskirt quickly pulled her long dark blonde hair into a ponytail and washed her face. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed, watching her pale face.

She applied a baby pink lip gloss on her dried lips and wearing a red and white checked apron with a white cap, she dashed out only to meet the cold eyes of the manager.

The manager handed her a notebook and pen, gesturing for her to take orders from the couple sitting at the last table. Cara nodded and started her day cheerfully.

"Two cheese bacon and egg hash, and two filtered coffees, please." Cara communicated the order to the chef and heaved when Sandra, her co-worker, nudged her arm.

"What caught you up again?" She asked.

"What does the look on my face explain?" Cara lifted an eyebrow.

"Oh! I get it. But don't you think it's high time? You should take a stand for yourself, bitch!" Sandra encouraged, but Cara yawned in response.

"I'm tired." She said when the chef slid the tray full of exotic food in her direction and an enticing aroma hit her nostrils and her stomach growled in response. "And I just realised I am hungry." She said.

"Thank you, chef!" She smiled at the old man and quickly make a move, serving the happy couple. "Enjoy!" As she turned to leave, someone interrupted her.

"Excuse me!" A voice of a woman sent a chill running down her spine and Cara halted in her track, slightly tilting her head to the left and gulped. Goosebumps appeared on her skin.

"Get me some more red wine!" The woman ordered nonchalantly, not sparing a glance in Cara's direction, and the latter stood rooted in her place as if she had seen a ghost. The woman finished her drink and shifted her focus to Cara, who shivered under her gaze.

"Y-Yes, r-right away!" She stammered out and sprinted to the bar section of the restaurant.

"W-wine!" she stammered and looked around for Sandra, but she was nowhere in sight.

"Why are you wasting your time looking here and there?" The manager appeared and scolded her, and Cara looked at him with doe-like eyes.

"Take the damn order and serve!" He growled, keeping his volume in check, and she nodded, getting the wine and walking over to the woman, who crossed her legs under the table and stared at her with an amused expression on her face.

Cara served the order, but she was so nervous under the woman's constant gaze that she accidentally spilt the wine over her expensive white dress. "I'm so sorry!!" Her face turned pale and she quickly took some napkins to help but the woman glared at her.

"Stay away from me! Call your manager," she growled in Cara's face and the latter gulped, apologising continuously.

"What have you done, Cara?" The manager appeared to save the day. "We apologise for the mistake, madam!" He politely apologised.

"Mistake! This woman standing here is a mistake!! Big mistake. She spoiled my expensive dress. Do you even check the staff before employing them!!" the woman shouted loudly and every set of eyes in the restaurant was pinned on the scene.

"I demand you fire her right now!!" the woman said, crossing her arms across her chest.

"I am sorry, ma'am." Cara apologised, her eyes filled with tears, and she was ready to beg her, sitting at her feet.

"Get the fuck out of my sight, you lowlife!" The woman gave a disgusted look. "Are you firing her? Or do you want me to make your small eatery famous?" She cocked an eyebrow, and the officer was quick to make a decision.

"Cara, you are fired!" He dismissed Cara without any delay, but the latter continued to beg deaf ears until the manager threw her out.

A sinister smile spread across the face of the woman as she watched Cara through the glass window, standing outside, helpless and sobbing.

COPYRIGHT ©️ 2022 AUTHOR ANIKA ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Grayson Group of Hotels,

The housekeeping department changed the bedsheet and cleaned Aries's suite. "What to do with this?" The maid picked Aries's white shirt and asked the other.

"Throw it in the wastebasket! Mr Grayson never repeat shirts!" The other answered, rolling her eyes.

***

Cara was walking down the street, completely dazzled by her own thoughts. She was now kicked out of her job again and she had no idea what she would eat tonight. She continued to walk aimlessly when a hand possessively held her forearm, yanking back and saving her from an approaching high-speeding lorry.

"Are you crazy? You're walking on the running road!!" The officer growled in her face but realised she was crying and his tone softened. "Are you alright, lady? Do you need some help?" He asked politely.

Cara looked up at him through hazel eyes and nodded. "Thank you for saving me." She said, her voice came out broken and the officer knitted his eyebrows, leaving her arms.

"Are you sure? You don't look good," He said in his deep voice.

"I lost my job!" She looked down at her feet and the officer could count her tears as she started sobbing again.

"It was just a job! Calm down, I am certain you'll find another one!" He tried to cheer her.

"Do you know how hard is it to survive in this city without a job?" Cara snapped at him, raising an eyebrow, but quickly covered her mouth, realising it was a police officer she has just misbehaved with.

The officer smiled at her action, staring into her hazel eyes that went wide. "I do realise it's hard to survive here without a job. I was trying to cheer you up." He said.

"I know. I am sorry!" She apologised and glanced down, averting her gaze from him. "It's just... it was a hard day for me."

"I understand!" The cop smiled. "But when you're on the road, pay attention to your surroundings. Your life is precious." He said and Cara looked up at him.

"My life is precious!" She smiled bitterly but didn't voice her feeling. "I'll be careful next time." She said. "Thank you, officer."

"Take care," He said and turned to walk away.

Cara stood in her place and wiped her tears, taking a deep breath. "My little girl is the strongest!" She recalled her father's encouraging words and as she took the first step forward, she heard the officer calling her. Cara stopped in her track and looked back at him.

"Hey!" The officer jogged in her direction. "I think I have something for you." He said and Cara knitted her eyebrows, watching him taking out a card from his wallet. "You can try for a job here with my reference." He said and handed her a card.

Cara blinked her eyes several times, couldn't believe that the universe was favouring her for the first time in so many years, and she took the card from him. "Thank you so much, officer."

"It's alright. Just tell them Keith Wilson has sent you and the rest is assured." He said and turned to walk away while a gigantic smile tucked on Cara's face as her hazel eyes read the name of the company.

***

Aries joined his grandmother for lunch. "You're twenty-eight, Aries! Perfect age to get married." She pestered him while Aries calmly took a bite of chicken while listening to her.

"I have shortlisted some girls for you and you're going on a date with them. You need to settle down now. I want to play with your kids!!" she said, and Aries glanced into her dreamy eyes and sighed, realising that she was daydreaming again.

"Grandma, I don't need to get married to give you grandkids. Just tell me how many you want?" He smirked, and his grandmother smacked his biceps, glaring at him.

"Why are you not excited about getting married?" She asked. "Not ready to say goodbye to your playboy status?"

"Women are not trustworthy. For example, my mom! The biggest bitch of all time!" He said clutching the fork, anger dripping from his eyes.

His grandma stared at him with a worried expression and put her hand on his shoulder, squeezing lightly, and his eyes snapped back to her. The storm in his eyes died slowly, and a smirk stretched on his lips.

"How can I share my life with someone whom I can't trust?" He asked, his cold eyes exposing the void space of his heart.

"Not all women are the same, Aries! I can find a nice girl for you if you trust me, of course." His grandma chuckled.

"You're the only one I trust, but still a big no. I'm not ready to settle down right now." He said and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"What about that model you are dating these days? Aren't you serious about her?" His grandma inquired.

Aries gave an amused smile. "We have an arrangement!" He said to keep it short and simple, not going into much detail.

"Arrangement?" She lifted her eyebrows when his phone rang up.

"Just a minute!" He said, taking the call from his office.

"Okay, I'll meet them at the party." He said and disconnected the call, taking a sip of his juice. "I really need to go, grandma!" He rose from his chair and kissed her cheeks. "But I'll visit again. Take care."

"Be ready at eight. We are going to a party." He texted his girlfriend, Sasha Lewis.

***

Keith reached his lavish penthouse, took a quick shower after the long working day, and changed into a pair of grey shorts and a white t-shirt. He slouched down on the red couch with a glass of wine and turned on the television.

He was watching a series on Netflix and an accident on the television screen reminded him of the girl he met earlier.

Keith took out his phone and dialled someone. "Hey! There might come a girl tomorrow and give you my reference. Hire her." He directed.

"What's her name?" The person asked from the other side.

"Umm... I didn't ask her name!" He answered. "But she'll give my reference. Make sure she is hired." He disconnected the call and took a sip of his wine.

***

Cara opened the door of her apartment and slumped down with a thud on the old worn-out couch, throwing her head back on the headrest. The humiliation she faced at the restaurant brought tears to her eyes.

She was massaging her forehead when she heard the doorbell and was startled sitting straight. Her living room was pitch dark, and she swallowed hard as the doorbell continuously rang, and the next second her phone started vibrating in her jeans.

Cara quickly took it out, only to find Sandra's name flashing on the screen. She received the call, and Sandra blasted her ear from the other side. "Why the fuck aren't you opening the damn door?"

"Uh.. oh okay!" Cara dashed to open the door and Sandra frowned at her walking inside.

"I am sorry!" Cara murmured as she saw Sandra throwing her sling bag on the couch and turning to her.

"Why were you not taking my calls? I've been calling you like crazy!!!" she snapped.

"I needed some time to clear my head!" Cara answered and sat next to her on the couch.

"Have you eaten something?" Sandra asked, but before Cara could answer, the doorbell rang again. "Bet you haven't!" She shook her head and moved to open the door while Cara tried to peek.

Sandra turned to her with a broad smile on her face, "Pizza!! Come on," she exclaimed and Cara's stomach growled in response.

They talked about random things over pizza and Sandra didn't pick the topic of the woman at the restaurant to upset her more. "I met someone today," Cara said, and Sandra raised an eyebrow. "A police officer. He saved me from an accident." She looked up, taking a bite of her pizza.

"Accident?" Sandra looked at her. "Are you alright?" She asked, and Cara nodded her head when Sandra shot her next question. "Was he handsome? Tell me the details, bitch!!" Sandra glared at her.

"He certainly was! Tall, about six feet, black hair, mesmerising blue eyes...." she continued.

"Fucking angel!" Sandra cut her off and Cara grinned for the first time in the entire day.

"Indeed!" Cara smiled. "Oh, yes!" She took out the business card Keith gave to her and showed it to Sandra. "He said I can get a job here."

Sandra knitted her eyebrows, reading the name of the Ascent Group and looked up at Cara. "This is one of the top ten companies in this country!!"

Cara's face instantly dropped at the mention of the top ten companies, as she could not risk working in any reputable or famous company. "What will I do now? This job was my last hope!" She said, her voice choked.

"Then go for it!!" Sandra said, but Cara slowly shook her head. "Look, Cara! I don't know what happened in your past, nor do you tell me, but you can't let it ruin your present or future. You have to be strong now."

"You don't understand, Sandra!" Cara said. "I didn't choose this life for me. This life has chosen me!"

"Calm down!" Sandra rubbed her arm when she got a call from a friend.

"Hey, Tom! What's up?" She smiled.

"Okay! I am up for the night." She answered and her eyes shifted to Cara. "One more? Okay!" She ended the call and turned to Cara.

"I don't know what will you do tomorrow, but I have a job for you tonight!" Sandra grinned, staring at Cara

"What job?" Cara asked.

Aries wore a blue jacket over his white tailored-fit shirt. He fixed his sleek tie, looked at himself in the mirror and combed his hair, pulling it back with a gel. He opened one of his drawers, selecting an expensive wristwatch out of his collection.

Once satisfied with his look, he left his mansion and the chauffeur opened the door of the backseat for him. "Take me to Sasha Lewis!" He asked the chauffeur, dropping a message to Sasha to be ready as he hates waiting for women.

An hour later, the car stopped outside the apartment complex. Aries entered the elevator and pressed the button of the twenty-fifth floor. Ten seconds later, the elevator opened, and he entered her penthouse with his fingerprints.

His eyes sweep through her luxurious apartment, and he groaned, realising that she was still getting ready. He marched upstairs, pulling a long face, and knocked on her bedroom door. "Sasha, I told you to be ready on time!" He said in his deep voice.

"Coming!" Sasha shouted from inside and opened the door, dressed in a seductive white gown with a plunging neckline. Her hair was up in a beautiful bun and diamond earrings were dazzling in her ears.

Her blue eyes were pinned at Aries while the latter checked her out from bottom to top. "How am I looking?" She asked biting her lips, and Aries leaned on the door frame inhaling her intoxicating fragrance.

"I'd have taken my sweet time to describe how ravishing you're looking tonight!" His finger traced her neck, disappearing into the valley of her breast. "But let's save it for later. We're getting late for the party." He whispered, taking her hand, and they walked out.

***

Wearing a white shirt with panels precisely tucked in the black skirt reaching up to her knees, Cara stood in the line with the other waiter and waitresses, her dark blonde hair was neatly pulled in a ponytail and she stood straight professionally with her hands behind her back and listened to the manager.

"We are having elite class guests tonight and I will not tolerate any mistake." The manager said while inspecting each one of them if they were dressed appropriately and presentable.

"Stay attentive to the needs of the guest. If I get any bad reviews, you will be fired." He said, stopping before Cara and fixing her bow tie.

"I will monitor all of you. So stay focused and don't make me find you sitting idle in some corner." He said, and the staff nodded. "Dismiss!"

Everyone left, but the manager stopped Cara and Sandra.

***

In the limousine, Aries tried to focus on reading an important document on his phone, but Sasha was more interested in some naughty business while they were on their way to the venue.

She scooted close to him. "Not now, Sasha!" He said nonchalantly, his eyes focused on reading the document, but she snuggled more into him, crossing her long legs, putting on a nice show for him.

"Why?" she whispered in his ear, biting his earlobes, and he groaned when her hand reached to his crotch.

Aries tilted his head in her direction and pecked on her lips, but Sasha deepened the kiss. Her hand played with the buckle of his belt. But Aries held her wrist abruptly, ending the kiss. "Stop if you don't want to be fucked like a slut in the back seat of the car." He said, looking deep into her eyes.

"What if I want to?" She arched an eyebrow, biting her lips seductively.

"Behave!" He said in a deep voice. His cold eyes were just enough to stop her and the car came to a halt.

***

"Listen, girl, we hired you because one of our employees ditched us at the last minute and Sandra said she believes you're perfect for this job. But one mistake and you'll be fired from the job without any payment." The manager stated firmly.

"I will not disappoint you, sir," Cara said confidently, giving her best smile, but her hazel eyes didn't hide the misery of her soul.

"We will see!" The manager allowed them to leave.

Cara, with a polite smile on her face, collected the drinks from the bar counter and served them on the cocktail tables covered in red velvet and stayed attentive to the needs of all the guests.

Her eyes roamed around and she saw the banquet hall filling up with elite businessmen, and for the briefest second, she imagined her father walking through the grand entrance with his enchanting smile, the thought itself brought a genuine smile to her face that was reaching up to her hazel eyes.

Cara sniffled, holding back the tears and shook her head, dismissing the thought. She strolled to the bar to get the other round of drinks.

"Thank you," she smiled at the bartender taking the tray off the counter, and while walking through the crowd, she heard a loud commotion and everyone's focus shifted to the entrance.

There was a loud buzz in the women about Aries Grayson, the business magnet and the CEO of the year. "God, he is so gorgeous!" Cara heard one of the women whispering to another and she tried to peek between the shoulder of the tall men but failed to catch a glimpse.

Sandra appeared beside her and nudged her in the arm. "Cara, go there! They need drinks." She said, gesturing in the other direction, and Cara hastily disappeared into the crowd.

***

Aries and Sasha, the couple, were the talk of the town lately, and the paparazzi quickly assembled around them to take pictures. Sasha linked her arm with Aries as they walked through the entrance, and after a couple of shots, Aries gestured for the paparazzi to stop and they stepped aside to let them enter the party.

Aries mingled with the investors he was attending the party for, while Sasha was busy with other ladies. Aries tried to distract his mind from the throbbing erection in his pants, but the fire she ignited in him in the car didn't slow down. He quickly discussed his purpose of meeting with the investors and fixed an official meeting with them.

Cara appeared at his table and he took the drink from her without throwing a glance in her direction. "Thank you," He said in his deep voice and bottomed up.

Cara glanced up at him, but he turned his back to her, looking for Sasha in the crowd, and finally found her sitting at the bar, laughing and talking to the girls surrounding her.

Not wanting to get involved in their silly conversation, Aries retrieved the phone from his pocket and sent her a text, looking up at her and a wide smirk stretched on his lips as he watched her taking out the phone from her clutch bag and read his text.

Her eyes sweep through the crowd and finally stopped at Aries, his smirk reflected on her face. Shasha saw him moving out of the crowd and she stepped down from her high-rise bar stool to follow him when she bumped into Sandra and drinks spilt on her dress.

"I am extremely sorry, ma'am!" Sandra panicked, forwarding some tissues in her direction.

Sasha gave her a hard glare. "What the fuck have you done?" She shouted at her. "This was an expensive dress, you moron!!"

***

"Thank you for this job, universe! I don't know what will I do tomorrow, but I am sure you must've planned something amazing for me and I'll patiently wait for the magic." Cara thanked the universe in her heart while the bartenders refilled the glasses.

"Thank you!" Cara maintained her smile even after serving ten rounds of drink in her six inches high heels. Every time she felt her heels killing her feet, she imagined the money she was gonna get by the end of the high-class party.

As she was about to turn, a hand groped her buttock and squeezed painfully. Cara's face lost all colour. She could feel someone standing too close to her. She swiftly turned, leaving the tray on the counter, and came face to face with Alfred Doyle, the biggest nightmare of her life.

The man in his late forties, dressed in a white suit, stared at her face and his gaze sent a ripple of terror straight down her spine and Cara shivered watching an evil smirk on his face.

"Hey, little one! I didn't expect to see you here tonight. What a surprise!!" He exclaimed with a mysterious glint in his eyes and Cara gulped, unable to voice out a word.

Cold sweat appeared on her forehead. "Oh, why are you scared of me?" Alfred asked, taking out his handkerchief from his pocket and trying to wipe the sweat off her face, but Cara pushed him and ran away, disappearing into the crowd.

Cara just ran without caring about the job, money, or anything. She used the back door that led her into the dark, empty alley.

Aries was smoking when he heard the sound of heels clicking. He crushed the cigarette under his foot, and as soon as he turned, Cara bumped into him.

Everything stopped around them, and Aries wrapped his strong arm around her waist. Her heartbeat picked a race, and it was loud enough for both of them to hear in the dark silent alley.

Cara was too stunned to react. Her legs felt paralyzed, and she stayed frozen in his arms. Aries turned them, pinning her against the wall, and lowered his head. "You shouldn't have teased me!" He whispered in her ear and Cara knitted her eyebrows in confusion. But before she could understand anything.

Aries kissed her lips.