Bill could feel his body rise from his 'day rest', as though sparks of electricity flowed through his body and jolted him to life. His fingers awoke from their subsiding numbness as his hands clenched together as his skin began tingling as that of an alarm clock that jolted him back to full function. His eyes flickered open to the dim light room as his body was still draped with the thin silk sheet that he had pulled to cover his and Kiara's body before he succumbed to his vital day rest. Slowly and carefully untangling his limbs from around Kiara as she continued to sleep peaceful, her head resting on a soft pillow, draping the remaining of the silk sheet to cover her bare skin, shielding her from any cool breeze that seemed to circulate around him. He tucked a stray lock of her hair behind her ear as his fingertips brushed along the softness of her skin, her lips still swollen from the previous night. His memory remembering vividly of their passionate encounter, the taste of her sweet honey scented blood, the softness of her ample skin, the lingering touch of her enticing lips. The small piles of black lace lingerie lay scattered across her bedroom floor, in a moment of passion he had ripped it from her seductive frame with his hands. He noted to himself that he would order her more various types of lingerie, although he had full intention to tear it from her body again. It was something money could not buy, he was willing to spend for her pleasure and also for his.
Admiring her beauty from afar, the way that the light hit her face, illuminating her rosy cheeks and the softness in her hair. Watching as she slept without a sound passing her swollen lips, he be-grudgingly pulled his eyes from her as he sought out his clothes. Finding his black pants bundled at the bottom of the bed, sliding each leg into his pants and doing up his zipper. Scanning the room, he searched for his white shirt that lay creased by the side of the bed, slipping it onto his shoulders and fastening up a few buttons leaving his chest exposed. Slipping on his shoes, taking one last casting glance as he leaned over the bed, softly kissing Kiara on her cheek, not wanting to disturb her, but finding him magnetized to not leave her side, but he had an important meeting tonight...with John Quinn.
Taking a memorable inhale of her scent, leaning down to whisper in her ear, hoping to not disturb her from her rest "I love you" Grinning from ear to ear he turned to head towards the staircase, knowing that he had dropped his jacket on his way to the bedroom last night. Descending the stairs he picked up his jacket and slid his arms into it, searching for his cell, he reached into his pocket and flipped it open. Pressing the 'call' button and pressing the phone to his ear, he waited patiently for an answer.
"I would like twenty red roses delivered to Kiara Griffen tonight. You have here address. By 7 pm sharp. No later. Thank you" pressing the 'end' button and dropping his cell back into jacket pocket
He closed the door silently behind him as he left the premises, deciding upon that he wanted to mark his territory, and there was a lot of things that needed to be said between him and Quinn, and mainly on the topic of Jessica and he hoped that Jessica had explained his rules and what had to be followed if he was to agree to this, it was all in the aid of Jessica that he allowed any of this. But if he wanted to keep his progeny, he would have to accept John Quinn as a permanent fixture in her life, but with one snap of his fingers, he would have the tiger 'put down' if Jessica gave him her word.
Tonight was a meeting of peace, if everything went well.
Admiring her beauty from afar, the way that the light hit her face, illuminating her rosy cheeks and the softness in her hair. Watching as she slept without a sound passing her swollen lips, he be-grudgingly pulled his eyes from her as he sought out his clothes. Finding his black pants bundled at the bottom of the bed, sliding each leg into his pants and doing up his zipper. Scanning the room, he searched for his white shirt that lay creased by the side of the bed, slipping it onto his shoulders and fastening up a few buttons leaving his chest exposed. Slipping on his shoes, taking one last casting glance as he leaned over the bed, softly kissing Kiara on her cheek, not wanting to disturb her, but finding him magnetized to not leave her side, but he had an important meeting tonight...with John Quinn.
Taking a memorable inhale of her scent, leaning down to whisper in her ear, hoping to not disturb her from her rest "I love you" Grinning from ear to ear he turned to head towards the staircase, knowing that he had dropped his jacket on his way to the bedroom last night. Descending the stairs he picked up his jacket and slid his arms into it, searching for his cell, he reached into his pocket and flipped it open. Pressing the 'call' button and pressing the phone to his ear, he waited patiently for an answer.
"I would like twenty red roses delivered to Kiara Griffen tonight. You have here address. By 7 pm sharp. No later. Thank you" pressing the 'end' button and dropping his cell back into jacket pocket
He closed the door silently behind him as he left the premises, deciding upon that he wanted to mark his territory, and there was a lot of things that needed to be said between him and Quinn, and mainly on the topic of Jessica and he hoped that Jessica had explained his rules and what had to be followed if he was to agree to this, it was all in the aid of Jessica that he allowed any of this. But if he wanted to keep his progeny, he would have to accept John Quinn as a permanent fixture in her life, but with one snap of his fingers, he would have the tiger 'put down' if Jessica gave him her word.
Tonight was a meeting of peace, if everything went well.
