Rick's POV

I tried to concentrate on my work under Vanessa's gaze. She had been drinking, staring at me, full of sadness in her eyes.

"Hi, Rick," Charlotte, my boss' girlfriend greeted me warmly, interrupting my thoughts, and gave me a bright smile. She was a famous model and the daughter of a well-known businessman, Asher Wright.

"Hi. How are you?" I asked politely and gave her a bright smile after giving Vanessa a glance. She was staring at us while gripping her glass tightly.

"Good. You?" She asked warmly.

"Fine. Thanks. The boss is in his office," I informed her.

"See you later," Charlotte winked at me and walked towards Nathan's office.

When I turned around to look at Vanessa, her seat was empty. I looked around, looking for her, but she was nowhere seen. Probably, she left. I heaved a loud sigh and continued working sadly while thinking of her. How I wished Vanessa wasn't his daughter, but someone else's daughter; unfortunately, we were doomed from the beginning.

***

When I was leaving the nightclub, I saw Vanessa leaning against her white car. My heart started pounding like crazy; I hadn't seen her the last two days, and I should admit I missed her and looked for her at the nightclub every day.

As Vanessa saw me, she straightened and gave me a lazy smile. I breathed deeply and approached her, placing my hand into my pocket.

"Why do you act cold towards me? What did I do to you?" she asked, annoyed and poked his finger at my chest. She looked tipsy. "Do you have a girlfriend? Because of it, you put a distance between us?!" Vanessa added sadly, giving me a quizzical look.

"No, I don't have," I replied honestly. Pretending that Charlotte and I were close was a stupid idea.

"You are handsome. Women would like to be with you. I won't believe for a second that you didn't receive any attention from the opposite sex. Are you honest with me? You and that girl from the nightclub looked close. I know her slightly; she is a model," she resumed, unconvinced.

"No, she isn't my girlfriend. I am single," I clarified firmly as I understood she was talking about Charlotte.

As soon as Vanessa heard it, her eyes shone with happiness. Then she frowned, ruffling her hair. "Why do you push me away then? You looked interested in me too. I like you, Rick and want to know you better," she said sadly.

"I can't... I don't want a serious relationship," I mumbled as my throat tightened in sadness.

There was a huge fight between my heart and mind. I really liked Vanessa, but her father... I couldn't do it. I didn't want to go back to darkness again. I wouldn't be able to live anymore if I lost another person who was dear to me. I still felt guilty about what happened that day. It was my fault; everything happened because I was hot-headed, reckless and stubborn.

"Don't you find me attractive?" she asked, full of sadness in her eyes.

I pursed my lips together without knowing what to say. How could I say I didn't find her attractive when it was opposite? I couldn't get her angelic face, dazzling smile, captivating eyes and sexy body out of my mind.

"It isn't about it," I murmured, running my hand through my hair.

"Then let's try." Vanessa gave me a hopeful look and held my hand, brushing her lips against my lips. "Please," she murmured without pulling her lips away from mine and kissed me again, wrapping her arms around my neck.

After fighting with myself for a while, I responded to her kiss, deepening it, and pushed Vanessa against her car. I cupped her cheeks while our tongues were fighting for dominance.

"Is it a yes?" she asked hopefully, leaning her forehead against my forehead while resting her hand on the back of my neck, breathing heavily.

I chuckled, amused. "Yes, let's try."

I hope we will be happy together.

Vanessa grinned happily and threw herself into my arms. I tightened my grip around her waist and lifted her up. My angel cupped my cheek and smashed her lips against mine.

"Let's go to your place," she murmured between kisses as I put her down carefully.

"Are you sure? You are drunk. I don't want you to do anything you will regret later," I said huskily, stroking her cheek with the back of my hand tenderly.

I didn't know how it happened, but there was some invisible bond between us. I was drawing towards her like a moth to a flame. And probably, I was going to burn myself, but...

"I want you, Rick. I won't regret anything," she replied softly and placed a soft kiss on my lips.

Vanessa's POV

He pushed me against the wall, kissing me feverishly as soon as we walked into his bedroom. I moaned, arching my back as Rick slipped his hand under my dress, caressing my thigh.

"Rick," I moaned into his mouth while running my hand through his hair.

"I want you so badly," he stated huskily, cupping my cheek as he pulled back slightly.

"I want you too," I admitted honestly and brushed my lips against his lips.

He pressed his hard bulge against me, making me moan while our tongues were dancing in the melody of intense desire. My body arched for more. I wanted to feel his lips all over my body.

Rick moved his lips from my lips to my neck, placing several kisses while holding me against the wall firmly. I slid my hand under his shirt and ran my fingers along his sculpted abs.

After getting rid of my dress, he placed his hands under my thighs and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed my Italian. He rested his hand on the back of my neck, kissing me with ardor while wrapping his arm around my waist firmly and carried me towards the bed.

He sat down on the bed and made me sit on his lap. Then he reclaimed my lips, cupping my cheek, and unclasped my bra with his free hand.

After throwing my bra onto the floor, he cupped my breast and squeezed it, making me groan while he was kissing my neck. I pulled back slightly as I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it over his head.

I bit my lower lip, starting at his hard chest while running my fingertips along his chest under his intense gaze.

"You drive me crazy," Rick confessed hoarsely and smashed his lips against mine, kissing me passionately.

He threw me to the bed and hovered over me. I traveled my hand along his back while his hands were exploring my body, setting me on fire.

Rick slid his hand under my lace panties and started caressing me. I arched my back, crying out his name as I squeezed the sheet.

"Wet for me," he whispered in my ear and pulled my earlobe between his teeth.

Rick stood up and took off his pants and boxers. I gulped nervously while my heart started beating faster as I saw his not little friend.

He gave me a charming smile as he approached the bedside table and opened the drawer. He picked up the foil and threw it beside me onto the bed before finding his place between my legs.

"I..." I mumbled nervously as Rick hovered over me. He gave me a questioning look while leaning his hands on the bed for support. "I have never... before..." I bit my lower lip shyly while feeling my cheeks blushed.

"Oh..." Rick gave me a tender look and caressed my cheek. "Do you want to stop?" he smiled at me warmly.

"No." I shook my head. "I want you." I admitted honestly.

He nodded, giving me a charming smile. "Don't worry. I will be gentle."

He pulled back, grabbing the foil, and tore it with his teeth. I pursed my lips together while watching him to put the condom over his hard shaft.

"Are you sure?" he asked, sitting between my legs.

"Yes... please..." I pleaded impatiently while every inch of me arched for him.

My Italian gave me a boyish smile and hovered over me. I gulped nervously as he placed his hard cock at my entrance. In a swift movement, he penetrated me.

I dug my nails into his back and screamed in pain.

"It will pass," he whispered in my ear huskily without moving, letting me adjust to his size and kissed my neck.

A few minutes later, Rick started moving in and out as he smashed his lips against mine, kissing me passionately. I ran my hands through his hair, wrapping his legs around his waist while he was accelerating his pace more and more.

Rick squeezed my breast, making me groan, and placed soft kiss on my neck and shoulder. I caressed his back while enjoying his touches, kisses.