Valarie remained frozen as her designs flaunted down the runway once more. All of the sketches that she had recently done were now in live play for everyone to see. The thought of Kyle stealing her designs behind her back bugged her and a part of her wanted to trip, but the end result or the cause was definitely worth it. Never had she ever gotten so much credit for her work and inside she was thankful for what Kyle had done.

Dimitri was her biggest shock of the day. The cold hearted, stone headed douche had proven to have conscience after all. He didn't only reveal the truth able her stolen designs but took it upon himself to dig deeper into her past and reveal the extent of a liar she really is.

Jake held her hand in support as the last designs modeled out and the applause came roaring. Dimitri returned to the stage.

"Amazing right? This was something that I should have done a while ago. Valarie, could you please come down here?"

Valarie froze as her name rolled off his tongue. Jake gave her the extra push to get her to her feet.

"Val go! This is your moment" he encouraged.

Her body rose to a humble stance and she walked to stand at Dimitri's side.

"I want you all to look at this face and not forget it. Valarie is one of our company's most prized possessions. She was the one behind her creation of the designs at the last show, and it is she who have ended the show today with such spectacle. Remember her name and her face."

Valarie tried immensely to mask her blushed cheeks with a straight face. Her stomach was churning from excitement and nervousness. Though the huge crowd and a thousand pair of eyes downed on her, there was something else that pushed a strange button inside of her and made her feel like running off the stage.

She was practically a centimeter away from him. Too close for comfort, too close to be out of his storm. The scent of his musky cologne invaded her nostrils and held all her senses at ransom. It was intoxicating. Much like a drug. Her head was swirling and she couldn't think straight. Like some fire God, his body heat radiated outwards, through his skin, through his shirt and on to her. Valarie could literally feel his heat as if their skins were meshing.

A photographer closed in to catch a picture of the two. Dimitri placed his hand on the small of her back and pulled her against him to take the shot. Electricity ran through her but she tried to keep composure. Just by a mere touch, her stomach was turned to knots.

"'How the hell is he doing this?" Valarie questioned silently.

After the photo was taken, she practically ran off into the crowd to sit next to Jake.

"Are you okay" he asked, noticing her flushed appearance.

"Yes uh sure" she fumbled.

Jake brushed his thumb finger over her cheek.

"Valarie you are cold sweating!"

Dimitri looked up them and stiffened. Was it anger? Jealousy? Nonetheless, both had a negative effect on him. His blood boiled and thunderstorms brewed in his eyes.

"Why can't this freak take his hands off her?" he muttered to himself.

He walked down into the crowd to catch a few picture with his parents then left the scene.

"Valarie!" Kyle called from a few rows down. "Come on down."

"Go Val!" Jake encouraged.

She gave him a quick hug and walked down to meet Kyle. As she approached, she folded her arms and narrowed her eyes on him.

"I know, I know. I have some explaining to do. I would love to give you the time to bitch slap me right now but those people down there are dying to meet with you. For now, I'll just leave it as I'm sorry."

"Valarie!" Nikolai called.

She scrunched her nose at Kyle "We will finish this conversation later Mr."

Kyle chuckled "Yes ma'am. Congratulations Val, you deserved it."

For the time she allowed him a quick hug then walked down to meet Nikolai and his wife. The photographers and guests stormed them. Valarie could barely keep up with the questions. She was not used to this type of attention. She tried to keep up for as long as she could but her head eventually gave in. It was throbbing and she felt stifled. Nikolai noticed her change in demeanor. He dipped down slightly to ask if she was okay.

"I'm feeling a bit woozy" she complained.

"From the attention? Too much at once?"

she nodded.

"Ahh don't worry, I will handle it" he whispered to her.

"I know all of you would like to this hidden mastermind all night, but she has to step out for a bit. Let's give her some time to breathe before she passes out. I am very sure that you'll chose giving her a short break tonight over scaring her off from attending the next show."

The crowd laughed and shook their heads in agreement.

"Thank you all for your kinds words and interest in me. I deeply appreciate it. I'll be back don't worry" Valarie managed.

"You can go now dear" Nikolai whispered.

As she was about to walk off, a thought played in her mind. Where had Dimitri disappeared to? He hadn't seen him since she had left the stage.

"Um, sir, do you know where Dimitri went off to?"

"Ahh he said something about going to the storage room out back to get some things."

"Okay thank you."

Valarie walked off and headed towards the door. As she was on her way out, she noticed the blackened witch a table. She was held in hands cuffs and two securities guys stood at her side like guardians of the underworld. Valarie walked over to Ashley with a smirk on her face.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?"

Ashley rolled her eyes as Valarie approached.

"Get out of my face" she grunted.

"Aww why so grumpy? Black is actually a good colour for you. It matches your heart. Besides, it isn't my fault that you are an untalented, cheating, lying pig!"

Her words struck Ashley hard because they were essentially true. Ashley leaped at Valarie in a fit of rage and almost clawed her but one of the securities held her back.

"I'll add that to your naughty list and tell Mrs. Osbourne when she gets back" the guard told her.

Valarie snorted. "See you in hell someday "Valarie said before walking off. She ignored the filthy remarks Ashley threw behind her.

She walked out back and entered the small storage room they had built to house the designs and makeup. It was lit dimly, like a single candle in the midst of darkness. It was quiet, like no one was there. Valarie walked further in to search for Dimitri. Her blood crawled at the eerie silence and she hugged herself as she explored the room.

"Dimitri?" she called but her question went unanswered.

Valarie stood in place, concentrating on any sound that would indicate his presence.

In the short dark isle behind her, a voice made her hairs stand on end instantly.

"This isn't exactly the best place for top designers to hang" Dimitri spoke.

Like a leaf in the wind, her body quivered and she turned in the direction the voice came from.

Dimitri stood like a predator in the dark. His jacket was off, his shirt was buttoned half way down and one side of his shirt fell un-tucked out of his pants. His raffled hair cast a shadow over his eyes giving him a sick appearance. He stood with his wait shifted to one side and peered at her.

Valarie's mouth went dry instantly at the sight. In her eyes he looked like raw meat and she was a tiger, hungry, ready to eat. Her stomach tied to knots.

"What are you doing here?" Dimitri questioned.

"I uh-. I was looking for you."

He raised his eyebrows "Really? Why?"

"Because uh-"

The truth was the she hadn't really thought about why she wanted to see him.

"You uh- disappeared after the show so I just wanted to see if you were okay."

He narrowed his eyes on hers.

"Why do you care?"

"I don't...It's just a thing okay? When people go missing in action, it's natural for them to wonder where they went."

"Well now you've found me so you can run back to your boyfriend."

"Wait what? Boyfriend?" she questioned confusingly.

"Yes. The guy you brought as your date. What was his name again?...Jake."

Valarie snorted.

Dimitri looked at her confusingly "What?"

"You think that Jake is my boyfriend? Now that's really funny. Jake- Haha! Jake is not my boyfriend."

He rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"So what is he then?"

"A good friend. He was there for me when I needed someone so our bond just grew instantly."

"There for you?" he questioned.

"Yes. The night of the last fashion show, when Ashley pulled her stunt and you let it happened, I needed some fresh air and I found myself in some trouble. Jake took me home and took care of me until I became stable from the blow."

The reminder pinched him. "Hey I uh-. I'm sorry about that okay? My head was just in circles that day and -....No, no. I shouldn't make excuses. I messed up I admit. I am sorry for that but I tried to make it up today...I'm not sure if it was good enough though since you practically ran away from me today."

"Shit! You noticed that?"

"I notice everything" he replied.

"I didn't run away from you."

"No?"

"No. I uh-. I was just overwhelmed by all the attention...And uh-. You did good tonight. Thank you."

His lips shifted up into a small smile.

"Walk over to those lockers over there. I want to show you something."

Valarie hesitantly walked across to where he pointed. As she walked off, his eyes fell down to look at her body. Her petite curves showed enticingly under her dress. Dimitri swallowed the lump in his throat as his member began to stiffen down below. Of all the women he had laid eyes on, Valarie had the greatest effect on him.

He fisted his right hand as he closed in on her. He placed his fisted hand on the locker at the right of her, slightly above her head. His other hand lifted up to unlock the one on the left with his key. Valarie was practically trapped between him. His scent rendered like a drug to her and she turned around to face the locker so that he wouldn't see the flushness of her face.

Dimitri took a step closer to her until the fabric of their clothes were kissing.

"Tell me..." he whispered on her neck.

Valarie shivered and swallowed hard. "What? She questioned feebly.

"Why the hell did you wear this dress?"

"Jake picked it out."

His blood turned instantly to lava. The mention of his name ticked him off every time. Dimitri gritted his teeth and pulled out a sketchbook from the locker. Valarie noticed it instantly.

"Hey where did you get that?" he spun around and tried to grab it from him.

He lifted it up out of her reach.

"Uh, uh ,uh." Dimitri opened the book to the first page and turned it towards her. It was of the caricature drawing she had made of him when she was mad.

"Care to explain?"

Valarie snorted and tried not to burst into laughter. She had no excuses. She had meant to do that drawing and had no regrets.

"Well...when you want to act like a sissy, I will make you look like one" she told him.

That pinched his ego and his eyes narrowed on his. He closed the book suddenly and the sound startled her.

She shifted her wait onto her other foot. "Ahh" she flinched in pain.

"What's wrong" he questioned.

"Nothing. My feet just hurt."

Dimitri looked down at her six inch black heels. Without giving her chance to think, he gripped onto both her arms firmly and lifted her up. He walked effortlessly towards a table nearby and put her to sit atop it. Valarie became breathless instantly and this time she couldn't hide it. He narrowed his eyes on her again.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes uh- Sure. I'm fine."

His eyes traced over her neck and chest. The rapid movement of her rib­­­cage made him know better than to believe her.

He lifted his hand up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ears. Valarie squirmed and tried to keep composure. The sound of her breath rapidly escaping her mouth made him wild and his member now stood as tall as him. He brushed his hand over her forehead and traced his fingers down to her chest to feel her heart beat.

Valarie could barely think. Her body shuddered once more under his touch. She closed her eyes as his touch lingered on her skin. Dimitri looked at her in confusion. He wasn't sure if her reaction was because of him or something else so he opted to test it.

He removed his hand from her and she opened her eyes. Her body immediately got a little less tensed. As she became a little calmer, he traced his hand up her legs until it rested firmly on the small of her waist. Her body tensed once again and she closed her eyes. Valarie pressed her legs together and made a failed attempt to control her breathing.

Dimitri removed his hand from her once more and she opened her eyes.

"You want me" he said in disbelief.

"What? No! I don't!" Valarie defended.

With his experience with women, there was no way she could hide from him. All of her features screamed longing.

"You can say what you want. Your body tells me something different."

He placed both hands on her hips and slowly moved them up to her waist. Valarie swiftly lifted her hands to stop his. His lips quirked up into a one sided smile. Her reaction excited him. The effect he had on her was clearly beyond anything he had imagined.

"When was the last time you have been touched like this?" he questioned.

Valarie furrowed her brows. She definitely wasn't going to answer that question. She made an attempt to jump off the table but he caught her in mid-air and placed her right back where she was.

"Don't- run- away.....from...me...." he pronounced each word distinctively in a whisper as he drew closer to her.

She officially had forgotten how to breathe in that moment. His eyes fell on her lips and he brushed his thumb finger over her lower lip.

"No want me" he continued to talk in his raspy voice.

"No!" Valarie said feebly.

"Yeah you do" he whispered, peering down at her hungrily.

As she was about to speak once again, he crashed his lips against hers then froze. She gasped and exhaled deeply and he inhaled her breath. He traced his lips over hers in a sweet torture. Valarie took a deep shaky breath and he smiled against her lips before laying a soft kiss upon it. Valarie's legs reflexively wrapped around him and that was the last straw. He pressed his lips hard into her hers and sucked on her lower lip.

Desire had won the battle Valarie pressed back against him with equal force. Their lips moved in a sweet dance, caressing and mingling with each other. His tongue slipped out to taste hers and he pulled her hips against his. A sudden moan escaped her as she felt the stiffness of his manhood against her. She squirmed and Dimitri leaned back to observe her features. Her legs were parted, her eyes dark. To pleasure her was all he wanted.

His hand snaked up her body and suddenly grasped at her breasts. He squeezed tightly until mere pain was inflicted. He wanted her to know he was there. He began to tug at the fabric in an attempt to pull it down. Valarie placed her hands on his.

"No" she said breathily.

It was as though she hadn't spoken. With a sudden movement, Dimitri yanked at the fabric pulling it down just enough to reveal her bra. He traced his hand over the black lace material and leaned in to kiss her neck. His tongue slid slowly down her skin until it reached the soft mound of flesh on her right breast.

Without giving her time to respond, he pulled her bra strap off her shoulders and downwards until her nipple peaked out into the open. His lips moved over it and he suckled on it while his other hand kneaded her left breast. Valarie leaned her head back in pleasure. She had forgotten what it felt like to have a man explore her. Dimitri rubbed his manhood against her thighs, teasing her.

She felt the need to explore him since he had practically been doing all the work so she slid her hands over his hard on. She grasped at it tightly and he groaned, muttering his sound with a deep kiss. His hand slipped up her legs and under her lace underwear to discover the pool that he created.

"Gawd!" he grunted as his finger slipped effortlessly into her. Valarie arched her back in pleasure and he moved in and out of her slowly, sweetly. He blood gushed as her moans increased in volume. Never had anything sounded sweeter before. His finger quickened its pace and her body responded equally to the intensity. Her muscles began tightening and she could feel her soul drifting off into some other planet.

When she was a millimetre close to an ultimate climax, he pulled out of her. She felt cheated and her eyes peered at him in anticipation. She furrowed her brows and glared at him, her breath extremely out of control.

"Ughhh!" she grunted and he smiled playfully knowing the level of torture he had just placed her under.

His eyes looked down at her in excitement as he unfastened his trousers and took his most prized possession out. Valarie's eyes widened at the size. He was nothing short than a man. His hands slowly guided her backwards until she laid flat on the table. Her made his way atop her and their eyes meshed. He looked into her soul and she into him. A strange feeling consumed him. In the past, he had only connected with them physically but this time, it was more. Much more. He cared not only for himself but for her as well.

He slid the head of him between her lips and stiffened at the pleasurable slickness. Valarie moaned and leaned her head back as he teased her, threatening to slip in her at any moment. As he began to ease slowly into her, the sound of the door opening echoed throughout the room. Dimitri froze instantly and listened carefully. He could hear voices closing in. He immediately pulled out of her and returned to a stance.

"Get dressed" he said to her quickly.

Valarie sat up giddily and hurriedly fixed her dress. He pulled his pants back up to cover him and swiftly tuck his shirt back into it.

"Dimitri" someone called from the distance.

"F*ck!" he muttered as a walked towards the voice in anger and dissatisfaction.