A Heated Moment

Rose felt surreal by the fact that she had officially become Jude's fiancée. She couldn't stop herself from glancing at the photos taken during their engagement party last week. Jeremy indeed was a pro in this aspect. All the photos he took oozed with love and happiness, especially Jude. His eyes totally reflected the feeling he had at the moment.

The door opened and Paul ushered Mike Willis to enter her office. She quickly regained her composure as a leader of a big company and smiled politely. She gestured him to take a seat on the sofa, while she finished off her current task at the moment.

"Paul, please ask Sarah to send in two cups of jasmine tea. Thanks," Paul bowed his head slightly before he closed the door and walked off.

"Please wait for a while. There's a little bit that I need to endorse," She said to Mike who already sat on the sofa. She swiftly turned back to her Surface Book 2 and start to work. In a short while, Sarah came in and served the jasmine teas while glancing nervously at Mike who sat on the sofa. After her job was done, she scurried away leaving the two of them.

Mike studied the lady at the table. Once in a while, she bit her lower lip while furrowed her brows as she vigorously typed the document. He was mesmerized by the way she acted. It was alluring, sexy and intrigued. When he recalled the moment Jude proposed to her, he unconsciously clenched his fists. It was all the more gave him the reason to conquer this lady. Such a fine lady, it was a shame if he couldn't control her. Even Devon Luke, the ex-fiancé, failed to tame this lady. Not even to have a taste of her! Now, to think of it, he was curious, how on earth did Jude able to win over her heart when Devon Luke was not so bad himself?

When he informed Devon about Rose's engagement to Jude, he was totally fumed in anger. He crashed everything in his office and cursed Jude Townshend. From what he heard, Jude even had taught him a lesson when he tried to have his way with Rose last month. Based on his observation, it served him right though, who asked him to act rash without much thinking. Who was to blame if not he himself. He scoffed. It showed he was still a novice. Not much can do for what he had done.

"Alright, I'm done." Rose's cheery voice snapped him back to reality. He quickly shook his head slightly and cleared his throat. Rose wore her usual sweet smile and walked towards him. But it was unfortunate that she tripped and her right high heel broke all of sudden and she fell right into him.

Her chest crashed right onto his lips that he was literally kissed her left cleavage. And her hips landed right onto his groin that it was inadvertently caused his manhood to spring into life. The fragrance that she exuded clouded his rationality at the moment as it was intoxicating, alluring, and intriguing that compel him to react instinctively.

His arms wrapped around her body and pulled her close to him. He could hear her heart beating real fast and it was too loud that he knew she was nervous. With his years of experience, the way she reacted was totally innocent. Damn! She could make him hardened in a matter of seconds. Imagine what Jude could experience. It won't differ too much, will it? After all, they were men.

Rose who fell right into his arms quickly pushed away but he was holding her back, too close to his body. And – she could feel his manhood poked her lower abdomen that her cheeks blushed violently. Not only that, but he was also practically kissing her breast and she could feel his hitched breath on her exposed skin that made her shuddered involuntarily.

"You smell sweet, intoxicating," Mike murmured huskily and looked into her eyes. Mike was dashing as usual. Jude and Mike, they were both fine men and handsome, dazzling and charming in their own ways.

"Uh…" she was in an awkward position. The longer she stayed in the position, the obvious she felt his manhood poking at her between the clothes. She pushed away the second time, unfortunately, she sprained her ankle due to the broken heel. Damn! She cursed inwardly.

Now, her position became even more awkward than earlier on. She was literally sat right on top of his lap. Crap! It couldn't be more frustrated than this, could it? Gosh!

Mike put her down on the sofa and quickly knelt beside her, took a look at her sprained ankle. He rubbed it gently before he applied a little force to help her to ease the pain. Rose bent forward and gripped his shoulder that her fingernails dug into his flesh.

It hurt, but he gladly to endure it for her sake. When he looked at her, what greeted his eyes were her fair skin and her round, full breasts that made him gulped down his saliva. He quickly diverted his eyesights to other places.

Rose grimaced in pain as he helped her to ease the sprained ankle.

"Ah… Nah… It's too painful. I have the icepack in my lounge. Go, get it," she told him.

"Why don't you rest at your lounge while treated your sprained ankle?" He suggested, looking at her pale face.

"Hmm… That will do too," she slowly stood, grimaced in pain and her hand gripped forcefully on his left hand. Looking at the way she gripped his hand, Mike felt helpless. He took a deep breath before he swiftly swept her off her feet in bridal style and brought her to her personal lounge.

He placed her gently on the pinkish bed. He then walked towards the little fridge in the corner. When he found the icepack, he quickly went to Rose. He held her right foot and placed the icepack on it.

"Ah… It's too painful," she cried. Mike was stunned. Damn it! Why did every little thing she did make me feel different? What is this feeling?

"Take it away… I can't bear the pain…" She cried in exasperation.

"You need to apply this icepack to your foot. Or else, you will have a swollen foot and tell me, how are you going to walk then? Don't tell me you want to have your personal assistant to carry you over," Mike reasoned with her that made her bit her lower lip. He was right.

"But…" Before she could finish her lines, Mike bent and forcefully wrapped her right foot with the icepack that she cried and gripping his shoulders with both her hands. Mike sighed desperately looking at the way she reacted. He inched closer to her, wrapping his hands on her back and drew her close to his chest and sealed her petal-soft lips with his own to silence her cries.

The soft lips melted his heart in an instant. He dived in into the temptation and savoured her taste, hungrily and intense. He had never felt so intense before. Not until now. Rose Smith. It was mad alright, and he knew he was playing a dangerous game here. He needed to grab hold of himself if he wanted to get even with Jude Townshend. But Rose came and brought chaos into his plans and he almost losing it. The temptation was too strong to resist and he unfortunately soon succumbed to this sinful pleasure.

When he opened his eyes slightly to see her face, he saw that she had her eyes closed, tears falling down from her eyes. It might due to the pain inflicted by the sprain. Her eyelashes fluttered and when they finally opened, her eyes were misty and it was a beautiful sight that his heart began to flutter.

He dived in for another kiss that sent shivers that made her body trembled. His tongue slipped inside her mouth, gentle but demanding. His hand was sliding down her arm, and Rose felt helplessness as she could just whimper by his touch. As soon as the sound left her mouth, Mike pressing her harder, asking for more.

Rose knew it was wrong for her to kiss him back, but she was totally lost in his kiss, and all her defences gave way before this hot, hungry mystery that laid between them. His kiss was totally different from Jude. She was breathless when he slowly yet reluctantly pulled away, as if loath to do so. That was when she heard the rap at the door.

Both of them looked towards the door. Mike then looked at her, and her soft lips. He instinctively rubbed them with his thumb and sighed in exasperation while rearranging her hair before he rearranged his dishevelled shirt. Rose too, rearranged her blouse and skirt before she sat upright on the bed.

"I really like you, Miss CEO. If only you're not attached to Jude…" he murmured. Rose sighed. She didn't know why should she sighed, but she just sighed anyway. But the sudden pain in her ankle made her furrowed her brows.

"Ah… it's hurt," she cried out, again. It was then the door burst opened. Jude strode towards her in hurry and knelt down next to her. Taking a look at her swollen ankle before he directed his gaze at Mike who stood next to her at the moment.

"What happened to your ankle, honey?" he asked worriedly.

"I was tripped and my heel broke," she answered him. This time she gripped his shoulder while biting her lower lip. She nervously glanced at Mike, signalling him to leave them alone. Mike bowed his head slightly and left them.

"Anyway, why were you here?" She asked him when Jude laid her back onto the bed.

" I called you but you didn't answer. I called Paul and he said you were in your office with Mike. So, I just came in and visit you and to bring you out for lunch. But it seemed I don't have the chance to have the lunch with you today judging the way you are now," a concise and precise explanation. Rose took a deep breath.

"I think I want to go home now, hun. If you don't mind to drop me," she said in the end. Jude sighed and he rearranged her messy bun before he agreed to send her home.