Nathaniel held Angelina's hand as he used his pad thumb to caress the back of her hand gently while he used his other hand to drive. His head was shaking to the sound of jazz playing in the car while Angelina had a beautiful smile. She was glancing at him every minute.
After spending a week at home, relaxing and cuddling with Angelina, he went to his office, approved some pending work, and talked to Angelina on the phone every hour. Then he received his mom's call to meet her.
Angelina was in the study room, working on her project; when Nathaniel rushed in, she was surprised that he came back early and didn't even inform her he was coming. A radiant smile automatically graced her lips as she left her project and jumped on him. He chuckled lightly, pushing her wavy hair behind her ear as he cupped her face and kissed her.
After eating each other's mouths, he placed her down breathlessly as she rested her head on his chest. The thumping of it sounded like a lullaby. He pulled her away from his chest a little bit, then held her hand as he dragged her outside.
"Where are we going?" Angelina asked, trying to keep up with his long stride, but it was impossible because her short legs kept entering each other.
"A surprise," he answered, going to the garage while Angelina gasped.
"I've not submitted the report yet," she said, "and my dress is—" Angelina glanced down to the sponge Bob sweatshirt she wore, and her flip flop and her eyes widened incredulously.
He didn't even give her listening ears as he opened the front door and pushed her, fastened her seat belt, then bent and pecked her lips. He went to the driver seat, plopped down, rolling his sleeve as he took her hand, caressing it while igniting the car with his second hand.
"It is a surprise," he didn't even let her talk before replying to what she wanted to ask.
"But—" she grumbled, huffing, then turned her face to the window while he chuckled like the other side of her. As he grinned, a thought popped into his head.
"I hate being kept in suspense, and it makes the engine of my head think of what it could be," she grumbled under her breath.
"Are you being mischievous?" he asked while she didn't answer him. He released her hand, and Angelina quickly turned her gaze to him, but he surprised her by putting his hand on her thigh, gripping it tightly.
"Are you not answering me?" he asked, raising his hand higher as Angelina's breathing hitched, her eyes on his callous hand.
"You didn't —"
"We will soon get there," he reassured, raising his hand higher, his finger feathery brushed on her underwear, and she closed her eyes, not wanting to react.
Less than a few minutes later, when they arrived at a big mall, Angelina's jaw dropped, looking at everything inside. This was a fashion paradise. Nathaniel took her inside as the uniformed shop assistants followed behind. She wasn't granted the opportunity to look around as He made himself sit on the available sofa and gestured to an assistant, "get her a beautiful dress," he ordered as the assistants went to find her cloth.
According to Nathaniel's scrutiny eyes, most of the dresses she tried out were either too revealing, not beautiful enough or lacked somewhere before they settled on the blue dress she was wearing now.
After approving the gown, Nathaniel told them to pack all the dresses she tested to his address and took her to the shoe store. She tried the glass kitten heel, which complimented her dress, before some uniformed people came from the back door, holding a small box.
They bowed to Nathaniel and then her while Angelina nodded; Nathaniel crossed his legs, looking at the catalog they gave him. He hummed, skimming through the catalog, before calling one of them and pointing to the last one.
"Good choice," they twirled Angelina's seat as they began to perform magic on her face — makeup. She thought of him as magic because it was excruciatingly stressful because of the seating. Multiple people were working on her hair and face.
When they were through, Angelina felt different; the dress cost more than her two years of salary. Her hands were sweaty, and she didn't know what he'd be surprised about.
Nathaniel gulped, staring at the beauty in front of her, then he clicked his tongue. He wanted to latch on to the makeup artist for making the simple makeup scream her beauty.
No man could tear their eyes off her, and her eyes screamed innocent while her lips were seductive. She was flustered, her heart racing, her fake lashes fanning her face gently while waiting for Nathaniel's compliment.
Nathaniel walked languidly to her, wrapping his arms around her from the back, then buried his head at her jugular. "You look so fucking beautiful," he murmured, leaving light kisses on her neck. "It makes me want to hide you away from every eye, makes me want to dominate everything about you," he growled, still nibbling on her collarbone to leave a mark.
Angelina's heart was pounding, his words driving her thinking to the highway as she felt something cold around her neck. She looked down, seeing the pendant fall in the valley of her boobs—the pendant was made in a small silver rectangular plate, and 'Nathaniel' was designed on it with small jittery pebbles.
Angelina's shone, teary, liking the necklace as Nathaniel's eyes twinkled with satisfaction, enjoying how she carried his name around. It was really worth all the wait.
He turned her face to him, "Now fucking completed," he grinned, taking her hands gently. "let's go,"
Angelina's eyes widened when she saw where he had brought her, the cinema. She has been to a cinema. And coming to a cinema with her lover has been one of her long-time dreams. She felt giddiness, her heart thumping in glee as they entered their private box.
"This is a surprise," he murmured to her, closing the door of their private cubicle. The cinema they went to was a very high-class cinema—private and soundproof cubicle, all snacks available with just a ping of a button.
Angelina smiled — a full-blown smile that took his breath away as she quickly pecked his cheek and sat on her seat. This was the first time she was forward. He was surprised that he couldn't react. His eyes widened in adoration as his hands were frozen in the air, his heart racing heavily.
"Thank you," Angelina whispered shyly, grinning.
He quickly got himself, rubbing his cheek and pulled her closer, and kissed her. Her bold peck was new to him, and he liked it. Thanks to his mother for giving him two movie tickets the day he met her.
God bless you, mom, he silently said, leaving Angelina breathless as he stared at her flushed face. He grinned, "You can thank me better by—" the loud noise from the large projectile interrupted, and he cussed under his breath while Angelina laughed. Turning her attention to the screen.
'"It's starting,'' she screamed in her heart, squealing.
Nathaniel didn't have anything to do, and he wasn't interested in what the people on the screen were displaying. His eyes were on Angelina, staring at her as if memorizing her face in his soul, but Angelina was unaware of this.
The drama show was a new drama that just got Premiere in this cinema only. She had seen some reviews on it in a group comment as some people lamented about it airing only here, yet here she was, watching the drama with her favorite person beside her and eating snacks, and enjoying the show. She slowly snickered, enjoying herself.
The drama was two hours long —"the hidden love." It was about a high-schooler who fell in love with his teacher. A forbidden love.
Angelina's eyes widened, and she panicked, holding Nathaniel's hand when the drama got to the suspense. Someone had tipped the teacher's fiance that his fiance was dating someone, and he came home unannounced. The teacher — Samantha, was forced to engage the shark loaner because of her father's heavy debt to repay debt.
Angelina's breath hitched, watching intently with all her focus as the loan shark unlocked the doorknob. In slow motion, the door opened, revealing Samantha blowing her student off at the dinner table.
Angelina's face flushed, embarrassed, at the scene. She whipped her head to the side to glance at the man beside her, but his eyes were already on her, staring at her with a smile. She quickly turned her head, straightening her back, and cleared her throat.
The student — Alex, was suddenly grabbed by the loan shark and thrown outside. Alex was beaten before the police came to arrest him.
The straw in Angelina's Cup was in between her lips. Alex was charged with an attempt for rape by the loan shark, and Samantha was forced to testify in court.
Tears streamed down Angelina's cheek, heartbroken by the scene, sad because of the couple. The judge gave Alex twelve years imprisonment. The betrayal look Alex had on his face broke Angelina's heart. As she felt like going on the screen to shout, he was wrong. He didn't do anything. Everything was betrayal in the name of love. In the court scene, his parents disowned him, and he was pushed to prison not after seeing the satisfying smirt on the loan shark's lips when kissing Samantha while Alex clenched his fists and walked away.
The drama had so many heartbreaks and no happy moments except when Samantha and Alex started to feel for each other. Samantha was later forced to marry the loan shark even though she was pregnant with Alex's child. She had a miscarriage from the excess beating from her husband.
Nathaniel gritted his teeth angrily, hating the tears from Angelina's face because of some fictional drama. Why the hell did they write and adapt sad dramas like this get made, he thought. He didn't know how to comfort her, just watched as his heart broke also. Angelina didn't stop watching, and the scene got sadder and sadder till it led to a tragic end.
Two years later, Alex came out of prison when Samantha came clean to the court. Both of them planned to run away to another place. As they were reunited under the streetlight, kissing and hugging each other. The angry loan shark man came with his gang holding planks. They were ordered to beat him.
They beat him till his breathing was weak while some held Samantha down to watch the scene. The man cocked his gun and shot Alex, and he died immediately. Samantha screamed, her voice was raw agony as she fought her way from her husband, making the gun fall, and she took it, pointed it at the man, and shot.
Immediately, the gang raised their gun and shot her repeatedly. She fell on her knees, crawled to where Alex's lifeless body was, held his hand, and smiled happily with blood coming out of her mouth.
Angelina stood up from her seat abruptly, "What the fuck!" Angelina cussed, throwing the empty can forward, "why the heck did the film end here? What is the meaning of this!" Angelina burst out while Nathaniel chuckled, rubbing his lips in wonder.
He was shocked earlier when Angelina cursed; every time he spent with her, he always got to know another side of her, which surprised him at her reaction.
He could not stop himself and yanked her hand closer, which made her fall on him and kissed her wet cheeks.
"You look hot when you curse," he grinned.
"I cursed?" Angelina asked.
"Yes, Angie," he missed her ear, "and it fucking me a boner," he placed her hand on his bulge and grinned wickedly.
"Do I make you horny, Angie?"
Angelina laughed nervously, her hands on his hardened length, "What do you want?" she asked suggestively, wetting her lips.
"I want you, fuck! I want to be inside you," Angelina's breath hitched, giggled, playing with the front of his shirt.
"Where?"
"Here," he responded.
Angelina wanted to do something for him; she kissed his jawline to his neck, nibbling it softly as she learned from Nathaniel. His soft breath fuelled her further as she placed a kiss at his bobbed Adam's apple, sucking it softly, then trailing her hands to his chest.
This man was hers, hers only! She rubbed her hands on his hard, firm chest, feeling his heart beating heavily under her hand, and she grinned. She was the only one who could make him like this, and she was the one person!
"Angie—"
"Let me," she murmured, unbuttoning his shirt. Nathaniel's legs were splayed on the chair as Angelina was on him. She swirled her tongue on his nipple, licking it. This man was delicious while she grazed her teeth on the head.
She looked up at him to seeing already staring at him and kissed him, "You are mine, ehn?"
"I'm all yours, Angie." His voice was thick with the desire to fuck her, but he didn't, giving her permission to do what she wanted. He didn't want to crush the happy and excited look on her face.
Angelina smiled at his response, dropped down from him, and knelt on the floor. She licked under his stomach and then used her teeth to unzip his trousers while staring at him.
His blue Calvin Klein boxer revealed as she squealed internally, kissing from his navel to the band. She trailed wet kisses on the outline of his cock through the brief, blinking repeatedly, and dragged it down, making his girth to sprang free.
Angelina swallowed in fear and excitement as exhilaration rushed through her making her lick her lips. Why the heck is his thing so big? And how the heck did his thing enter her every time?
Nathaniel saw the frightened and questioning look in her eyes and patted her head softly, smiling at her reassuringly.
"I want to do it," she said adamantly, telling herself while Nathaniel nodded.
She stared at Nathaniel's darkened eyes and swirled her tongue at the head before licking the long girth from the ball to the tongue, holding it like a popsicle.
She opened her mouth widely, taking him in a go as she choked on it. She coughed, saliva drooling from her mouth. She tried again, bobbing her head softly as she played with his ball, jingling them in her palm. Nathaniel's soft breath and her bobbing sound filled the box, sucking and slurping its head.
Nathaniel held Angelina's head, pulling her from his raging dick, then pushed her down on it; Angelina choked, trying to pull her head but didn't budge and pushed his hip repeatedly in her mouth. Angelina's eyes were teary and red as drool dripped from her mouth, her throat bulging with Nathaniel's dick.
Nathaniel held her head down, spurting his semen in her mouth, forcing her to swallow while some semen came from her nose. Angelina coughed, trying to catch her breath before he bent and kissed her hard.
He stood, putting his flaccid cock in his boxer, holding Angelina up, taking the wiper, and cleaning her face.
"I'll reward you well when we get home," he uttered, caressing her flushed face.
After calming themselves, he removed his jacket, dabbing it over Angelina's body, then placed his hand at the middle of her back, helping her out.
As they came outside their box, fresh air blew on them, making her inhale the air hungrily.
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Wrote a little story for you in this Chapter.