Chapter 2: Dereck

I realized that the girl with the jet black hair was no more and no less than the famous Catherine Forester.

Suddenly she pushed me away and glared at me.

"You," she spat, pointing an accusing finger at me.

"I?" I said with a mocking smile.

"How dare you?"

She stopped talking or rather screaming, the music was so loud when a tall guy came around her waist and pulled her to him.

"Who is the handsome ... guy you ...are discussing with?"

"It's the big stubborn ass head that is known as Dereck Visconti."

She is not scared, she says what she thinks straight, I like that.

"I did not know I was a big stubborn ass head."

"Now you know," she answered tit for tat with a look that challenged me to answer back.

I was about to answer but the guy with her interrupted me.

"Ah, the great Dr. Dereck Visconti. I'm delighted to meet you, my name is Shane Forester, I am Catherine's twin brother."

The resemblance between the two was glaring, then I looked at him a little more closely, he was wearing a black unbutton up shirt and light blue jeans and Adidas x PLR Heather Black-white and his jet black hair was in battle.

"Excuse me, I have to go," I said.

"Good riddance" she said, my gaze fell on her, Lord she has a magnificent body highlighted by this wine red dress. The neckline of the dress barely contained her opulent breasts and her flared hips were shapely, she had an hourglass figure.

It was as if her whole body had been shaped and made by the hands of God himself everything was at its right place on her body.

"I have an important meeting and I have stayed enough for tonight so excuse me and good night."

With that I turned on my heels and left.

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I climbed aboard my Maserati Ghibli-luxury sports while thinking about the fact that I was going to find my traitor of brother at home, I hate him, no, I hate him so much that words are not enough.

Once at the Four Seasons, I parked in the underground parking lot, got out then walked towards and got on the elevator which goes up to the floor where my suite was located, I occupy the executive suite with bay view. This suite is comfortable and provided 5 bedroom with comfy beds, the room I chose has a king size bed and has a huge desk which is just beside a window that viewed across the bay, a full marble bathroom which has a seat next to the window, a private refrigerated bar, a coffee maker, the rooms are decorated with red color schemes.

I walked to the living room then to the bar and poured myself a glass of scotch while royally ignoring the man who was sitting on one of the bar stools who turned out to be my brother.

My drink in hand I walked over to The living room couch and sat there sipping my glass of scotch and I couldn't stop my thoughts drifting towards her and I found myself wondering if she was still there and if she was dancing with another guy then I felt my brother stand next to me with him also a drink in hand.

"Can we talk?"

"..."

"Look, I apologize for everything I did to you. I know it's not just excuses that will erase what I have done."

"..."

"I'm talking to you Dereck you can at least ..."

"AT LEAST WHAT SAMUEL? DO YOU WANT ME TO TALK TO YOU? AFTER ALL THAT YOU HAVE DONE!" I exploded

Suddenly when he wasn't expecting it I turned to him and punched his face. He fell off the couch and landed on the floor.

'' I will never forgive you I trusted you and you knew that I loved her very much."

I turned and walked into my room, collapsed on my bed and fell asleep.

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The next day I woke up with a terrible hangover and a terrible headache, called my secretary and agent to let them know about my new schedule.

I staggered up and walked to the bathroom and once inside I undressed and then walked into the spacious shower stall ignoring the tub and finally after taking that shower I put a towel around my waist then I went downstairs and I sat at the bar and I was having breakfast, there was a knock on the door several times.

"Damn, I'M COMING," I yelled at whoever was knocking on the door.

Once I got to the door I opened it and was surprised to see who was there.

"Hello," she whispered.

"Hello Catherine."

She began to detail me from head to toe with her mouth hanged open, it was only then that I realized that I was wearing only a towel around the waist, it had escaped my thoughts.

Her gaze landed on my face then my lips and then landed on my chest, arms, and tablet but especially my tattoos.

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Catherine

I was speechless when he opened the door for me, oh my God, damn, I suspected that under his costume was hiding an athletic body but I was really far from imagining what was there below.

His abs were wonderful, they weren't fully developed but not missing either, you know the kind? His pecs were wide, muscular and imposing, he has a light well-groomed fleece of hair that descended in a thin line and was lost under his towel, his biceps too were wow, I can't even describe it, it's to die for, especially his arms and his hands, you can see his veins and they're awesome and so handsome he has big hands, shit.

All of a sudden I imagined myself in his arms, my face must have been a crimson tint by now, he was covered in tattoo up to his neck, his hair was wet and fell back on his face making him look wild and sexy , his body made me think of things I would never have thought of before.

My body was reacting to his body in a way it had never reacted before, my heart was pounding, my pulse quickened, the palms of my hands became clammy, I bit my lower lip and wiped my hands on my pants, looking away.

Catherine stop thinking about this stuff, I lecture myself, you didn't come for that and he's arrogant, full of himself and in short ..... he's not made for you. My gut tells me to get away from him and my gut never cheated me.

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Her face was crimson red, she bit her lower lip and looked away, she wore tight black pants that flares at the knees and a white shirt tucked in her pants, her hair was left flowing in a cascading rippling waves that came just above her ass. Her body is perfectly highlighted in this outfit, I must admit that she is very sexy. I finally spoke and broke the silence.

"Excuse me," I said while stepping away from the door to let her pass, please come in.

She walked past me, her body touching me lightly and leaving a light scent of jasmine and chocolate in her wake, I guided her to the living room and she sat down in a gray armchair.

"I'll get dressed I'll be right back."

She blushed and smirked.

"Of course."

I immediately went up and put on a tight white long sleeve t-shirt and black jeans, when I came back down I heard some laughter coming from the living room.

When I entered, I saw Samuel in his glorious beauty, but of course after the lesson I gave him last night his face was not pretty.

When he noticed me he jumped up with a frightened look, he stopped talking and went to sit in a distant chair. Catherine must have felt the tension between me and my brother because she frowned as she looked at us one after the other.

"Samuel, what are you still doing here?"

"...."

"Answer"

"You know perfectly well why I'm here, he said calmly, but I know he isn't comfortable."

"We are going to discuss about it later, as you can see I have a guest."

"Of course."

As soon as he was out of the room I immediately addressed Catherine.

"So, to what do I owe this lovely morning visit and how did you know I was staying at the Four Seasons?"

"To answer your first question this is about my proposal and for your second question after you left the club yesterday I also came back and I saw you entering the Four Seasons, I am also staying here, she said in a soft but firm voice."

"For your proposition, my answer remains the same" I said, crossing my arms "but it is a rather pleasant and irritating surprise at the same time to know that you also live here" she arched an eyebrow and looked at me while waiting for me to explain the fact that I find her living here annoying and pleasant at the same time," how come we've never crossed paths before?"

"I don't know why we never crossed paths but that's not why I came, why not?"

"Listen Miss Forester I'm sorry if I disappoint you but I know what I'm talking about when I say this machine is destructive if not controlled."

"I know but please participate in its creation and if it doesn't work as it should you can destroy it."

"You are the stubbornest woman I know."

"I could return the compliment to you" she answered tit for tat.

"I don't promise you anything but I'll think about it."

"Thank you."

"Can I invite you over for coffee?"

"I don't know."

"Come on, just one, and you never know maybe that will make me decide myself faster on your proposition, I said with a mischievous smile."

"I don't think it's a good idea."

" I didn't want to use this but I'm going to have to use my secret weapon."

I started twitching my eyebrows and she laughed so hard that she bent forward clutching her stomach.

"OK, you won."

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I took her to an Italian coffee-diner called IL Mercatoria Trattoria which is located in Aventura which is a city of Miami quite far from Downtown but the trip was not too long since I was fast.

The trip to the coffee-restaurant went smoothly, we didn't do much conversation, as soon as we arrived and parked we entered the Italian restaurant and once seated we each ordered a Con Panna coffee.

The walls were beige and there were at least 3 dark brown shelves with piles of bottles on all three shelves and lamps hanging from the ceiling and there were also picture frames on the wall, the chairs and tables were bright and of course they also have a bar in fact it was simple and chic and I stopped paying attention to my surroundings to focus on the beautiful creature that is sitting in front of me.

"So, how old are you?"

I saw her tense up for a moment then she looked me straight in the eye before answering my question.

"23 years."

"You look nineteen."

She blushed violently and it made me laugh, I was laughing so hard I had a stomach ache and She kicked me in the shin.

"Hey, that hurts!" I said still laughing

She gave me another kick and I finally stop laughing.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"That's none of your business."

"You look like a kid."

Before she even realized I took a picture of her sticking out her tongue, she looked horrified and let out a little cry when she realized what I had just done. She literally jumped on me as she tried to grab my phone. Her gaze wandered a few times to a point behind me but I didn't mention it and in addition I managed to bring her attention back to me, I laughed at her attempts to take my phone.

"Excuse me?"

My blood turned cold as I heard the voice.