Derek stared at himself in the mirror, worshiping every fine detail of his sculpted body. Uncovered from head to toe, he did not feel ashamed enough to reach for the sheet at the floor of his bed. After all this was what every girl he met wanted of him. Every curve of his body was carved for a god, and his sun kissed skin only added to the charm. Hours and hours spent in the gym, under the eye of a vigorous, strict trainer had definitely paid off.

It's not like I had a choice. The fear of punishment was too strong.

Right on cue, there were two abrupt knocks on the door. Without waiting for a command, the door opened, and Suzanne walked in carrying a box that was the same shade of grey as her suit. She didn't flinch or express surprise at his state of undress, having seen him in this position way more often than the model currently in his shower. Come to think of it though, she hadn't seemed deterred back when she first saw him naked. He sometimes wondered the reason behind her stone cold demeanor. Or was it all a facade so that she could hide her lust for him and keep their relationship strictly professional. Maybe one day, when he no longer had any use for her, he would take her to his bed to show her what the craze was all about. But they both knew that day wasn't coming closer any time soon.

"The bracelet you requested sir." Suzanne's voice pierced across the room, as she placed the box on the dresser, "I had all the necessary adjustments made. Do you need anything else?"

Just then his bed warmer for the night walked out of his bathroom, with the only a towel around her hair.

"Oh shit!" The blonde exclaimed, when she noticed they weren't alone anymore, trying to cover her bones as fast as she could.

"Nothing Suzy," He dismissed her while using the despised nickname, watching the model in amusement. "That would be all."

He heard the clicking of Suzanne's heels fade away, and then he made his way to his bed, falling back on the white sheets while mentally bracing himself for what was to come.

"You should cover yourself up babe, your turning my insides to jelly." He heard her speak with a shiver in her voice. After a pause, she finally made the request, "You think you have time for another round?"

Derek put a hand beneath his head to lift it up and get a look at his latest fling. The action must have put his muscles at their best display because he heard the girl moan, but she was doing no wonders on him. She had dropped her towel in an act of seduction and he took her all in; the long legs, the straight figure, the small breasts, the porcelain figure, the over bite and the doe like blue eyes, yet nothing could stir his manhood. He knew he had made the right decision and that it was time.

"I've got a present for you darling. It's sitting inside the little box right there." He nodded his head in the general direction of his dresser.

He leaned back as he heard her squeal and rush over. He didn't need to see her open his gift, her gasp when she saw the stone was evidence enough.

"Oh! This is gorgeous. This is huge! I knew you cared about me." She blabbered on, "I mean I had my doubts and then those horrid rumors..."

"I hope this is enough appreciation for our time together," He interrupted her, stopping for a dramatic pause "and that you won't hereafter bother me."

Suddenly the room was engulfed in pin drop silence, as his words had sliced through her incoherent commentary. When he didn't hear her after a few minutes either, he assumed she may have been the faint hearted, and was about to roll over to look at her when his gift box flew over him and knocked off his bed lamp.

"You heartless bastard!" She screeched, her body shook with volts of anger as tears threatened to spill out of hate filled eyes. Her fingers were rolled up in a fist and with every accusing word, she edged dangerously closer, ready to take a swipe at him. "How dare you treat me like a piece of crap? Who do you think you are you selfish son of a -"

Whatever she wanted to say was cut short as his guards moved in, one swinging her over his shoulder while the other gathered her belongings. A scuffle followed with a few cuss words aimed at him and his employees. It was clear she was trying to make it harder for him, delaying her long expected departure and prolonging her fall from the top of the game. But his decision was final, and he wasn't one for emotion or selfless acts, so she was actually doing more harm to herself then to him. The door finally banged shut, engulfing him in silence once again.

It was only then that he ventured over to his desk and pulled out a picture hidden from the sights of everyone in this house. A picture of a brunette goddess, covered in white silk. The only one who truly deserved him, the only one who was actually his perfect match. One look at her blue eyes, and he felt the adrenaline flow with his blood and his manhood stir for her touch.

"Soon Alexander," He whispered softly, caressing the image of her, "very soon."

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Hi guys! Here is the chapter as promised. I apologise in advance for any mistakes. So what do you guys think of Derek? Anyone know his role in this story? I'm excited to find out how you guys will be digesting this very complex character.

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