Obsession: Obsession Part 2

"Yes dear, by the time I'm finished with you will look like a million dollars." Leon's hand gestures were so out there that Miranda swallowed back a laugh. He wore bright purple skinny jeans and a multicolored top with a green scarf. Ok this dude does not look like he can deliver fas.h.i.+on, or Miranda's style of fas.h.i.+on at least.

"Um thank you but I really don't need a gown. I'm sure I have someth..."

"Miranda, this is a direct order from Alec. He had spent big money on you so let's not start this. Let it be a fun thing" Crystal interrupted her before she could continue. Yes fun for who? Miranda really didn't want to go to this ball.

Once the ordeal of breakfast was over, Miranda was ushered to her room and the craziness began. After several long draining hours Leon was finally happy with a dress. "You are going to look fab-u-lous tomorrow night," he was delighted. She was so happy that he choose this black lace dress, just above the knees. It was high at the front and sat on her collarbone with sleeves that were made of intricate patterns of expensive lace, making her arms visible through the lace. It was fitting on her body and fit like a sleeve. It was completely backless and swooped a little on her lower back. A few more inches lower and Miranda thought her a.s.s would show.

Liam turned out to be a breath of fresh air. He spoke to her about anything and everything. He had a fantastic take on life. He spoke of his partner Chris and seemed genuinely in love. He also asked her numerous questions seeming genuinely interested in her. He later expressed that that's how he chose clothes for his clients by knowing their personality. Miranda didn't know how to react to that. He then proceeded to tell her the dress he opted for her was a conservative dress that was young but seemed to tell a story. The dress oozed s.e.x appeal yet it was still modest.

Miranda felt a sudden loss once Leon left. He had made her forget her situation, at least for a while. He had told Miranda that he got paid big bucks for his work and wondered why Alec and Crystal would go to so much trouble. Let's hope this ball goes smoothly, Miranda prayed. She promised herself that she would be a perfect guest. Maybe get Alec's approval...

Miranda had an uneasy feeling in her stomach. She knew it was nerves and the fact that the ball was tonight. Also the fact that she hadn't seen Alec in two days made her suspect something was amiss. Aware that she needed to be ready by six, Miranda decided to take a walk outside. After all she still had a few hours.

Walking around the luscious landscape she felt alive. Touching every plant she pa.s.sed and stopping to smell the roses and orchids. Miranda couldn't recall a time she had seen such beauty. Sitting on the gra.s.s wearing her jean shorts and loose top, which sat just above her belly b.u.t.ton. She had no shoes on and it felt wonderful to have her feet on the gra.s.s. She laid on the ground letting the gra.s.s mold to her body. Lifting her hands above her head Miranda felt her eyes becoming heavy. She closed them, just for a little while she thought...

Two hours later she heard Leon's panicked voice. "Oh my G.o.d girlfriend what the f.u.c.k?" He screeched. "You have an hour to get ready we looked everywhere for you." Rubbing her eyes and trying to focus Miranda shot up! s.h.i.+t the Ball!

"I'm so sorry Leon, I must have fallen asleep." She bit her lip hurrying up.

"We'll let's go, chop chop before f.u.c.king Crystal gets here and has heart failure." He said clapping his hands for her to get a move on. Seriously, Miranda didn't know what the fuss was about. Get dressed, apply a little makeup and your good to go. Yeah right she should be so lucky, Leon sat her down after her two minute shower, had somebody give her a manicure and another give her a pedicure while somebody was doing her hair and another lady was applying her makeup.

Before she knew it she was in her dress and had her way to high stunning black heels on. When she saw herself in the full length mirror Miranda almost didn't recognize herself. She looked like a million dollars and that's exactly what Leon said he would do. He promised her that he would make her look like a million dollars and boy did he deliver.

"f.u.c.k me babe! You look breathtaking even if I do say so myself!"

"I'm nervous Leon. I'm late and I feel way out of my comfort zone." Don't cry Miranda, don't cry. Oh she was so going to cry.

"Hey biyatch! You hold your head up! I guarantee you that you will be the f.u.c.king star! Don't feel intimidated by them, they are a bunch of bored people who fortunately for them have a f.u.c.king s.h.i.+tload of money. At the end of the day they are merely human hun just like us." Leon's words comforted her. She took a deep breath and headed out to get this over and done with.

Steady Miranda easy does it. Descending down the grand stairs Miranda saw Crystal and Carlos waiting for her. Crystal's eyes almost popped out of her head when she saw Miranda. Carlos did a double take. Smiling nervously Miranda approached them. "f.u.c.k Miranda you look like a doll." Carlos's compliment made Miranda flush. Her face was so heated she thought her makeup would run.

"You do scrub up well." Crystal said. No hint of sarcasm.

"Thank you." Miranda felt overwhelmed. Crystal looked more beautiful (if that was even possible) then before. She wore a long white mermaid type gown that fanned out at the bottom dragging a tail behind her. The dress was fully covered in crystals. It was strapless with a straight bodice that started just covering her breast. Nothing revealing yet s.e.xy as h.e.l.l. Her hair was straight with not a strand out of place. Parted to the side giving her an appearance of 1920's actress.

Carlos looked so handsome in his tuxedo. It was a black suit, which made him look dangerous, s.e.xy and sharp. Yet Miranda was looking around for Alec, he wasn't anywhere to be seen.

Leon and his crew were hurrying down to leave. "f.u.c.k me people you all look smoking!" Was how Leon exited.

After hurrying out Carlos opened the door to the limousine and escorted Crystal and Miranda to the ball. He sat in between them. Miranda kept fiddling with her clutch. Open ...close...open...close...

"Seriously Miranda enough," whined Crystal. "I get that you're nervous but you're going to do my head in at this rate." Miranda gave her an apologetic smile.

"Alec will meet us there," Carlos was informing her. "You will remain with me as your date for the night. Same rules apply as always, I'm sure you don't want me to repeat them. If you attempt anything, well let's just say you know the rest."

"I understand." Miranda replied. Honestly as if she would be that stupid to try anything. Unless of course the opportunity presented itself...

If Miranda had a.s.sumed that she was out of her league before she was undoubtedly correct. When the limousine pulled over Miranda noticed the media waiting outside the grand entrance. Oh My! This was way too much. Everything Miranda thought about the Ball was times ten.

The door opened up and the driver a.s.sisted Crystal out. She did everything so graciously. Carlos exited next and held his arm out to help Miranda out of the car. She was grateful she had his support.

Cameras started flas.h.i.+ng as Crystal made her solo entrance. She was posing for the cameras positioning herself for her perfect shot. Wow Miranda thought this woman sure knew how to take photo.

Miranda on the other hand was holding for dear life on Carlos's arms. He whispered for her to relax, as they made their way to the inside.

So taken by the beauty of the hall. Tables were decorated with burnt orange array of flowers and candles. The whole hall was donned looking like a fairy tale. The dance floor was huge and the round tables were organized in seating's of ten.

The hall was almost full. s.h.i.+t they really were late. Well as Leon had told Miranda it was fas.h.i.+onable to be late, it made their entrance have that much more impact. And boy did heads turn? Miranda was overwhelmed with the formality of it all. Grateful for Carlos's support as they headed to the table they were being escorted to.

Still no sign of Alec. Maybe he wouldn't show and Miranda could finally relax.

The night started out simply enough. Speeches of donations, yadda yadda, dinner and then the night took a less formal tone. Socialites mingled and dancing took place. Miranda eased a little. Carlos was charming. Although he was getting women competing for his attention he was always attentive to her. Still Alec was a no show.

A beautiful brunette approached Carlos while he having a conversation with an elderly gentleman sitting on their table. She held her arm to him and led him to the dance floor. Miranda gave him an encouraging smile as he looked at her apologetically.

The older man moved into Carlos's seat. "My dear I must say you are the beauty of the night!" Miranda smiled shyly. "You're too kind sir but looking around I know your being way too generous," was Miranda's reply to that.

"I'm James Cunningham." He politely introduced himself. "And you my dear are a breath of fresh air." He took her hand and kissed it. Miranda took an instant liking to him. They continued to talk and laugh. She found him extremely easy to talk to him.

As the night progressed Carlos allowed Miranda to dance with James. He was such a gentleman. She genuinely enjoyed herself in his company. Whist dancing a younger man tapped James on the shoulder and intervened asking politely if he could cut in and continue the dance with Miranda.

Feeling a little uneasy Miranda accepted and danced with him. "I'm Ethan, and I'm here to rescue you from my father," he winked at her while he danced a little too closely to her. After small talk and him asking questions about her, Miranda realized that Ethan was as charming as his father. He made her laugh with his easy humor and how he mocked the sn.o.bs around them. The music ended and Miranda returned to her table. He kissed her hand while pulling her chair out.

Just that moment she felt a sudden change in temperature. Alec! He made his way to their table looking smas.h.i.+ng in his dark grey designer suit. He wore a black s.h.i.+rt under his jacket and looked drop dead gorgeous. Yet the look in his eyes indicated he wasn't pleased about something. Well for once his displeasure could not be aimed at her.

Miranda's heart dropped watching him approach their table. He walked over shook James's hand and that stood directly behind Miranda placing his hand on her nape. He shook hands with Ethan who was still standing and then bent down and kissed Miranda on her cheek whispering quietly in her ear. "Where's the rest of your dress?" He caressed her back while returning his attention to Ethan.

"Crystal is allowing this?" Ethan asked Alec slyly.

"Unlike you Ethan I don't need permission to do as I please," retorted Alec.

"Gentlemen behave! This isn't the time nor place for you to make a scene. We are here for a good cause." Intervened James. Miranda looked at her hands suddenly uneasy with the tension that loomed over Alec and Ethan.

"Your right dad. Alec knows I'm taking the p.i.s.s outta of him." Ethan said a little too nicely. "No need to worry Alec I have been keeping this young glamour entertained while you were engaged."

"Ethan enough!" James gritted through his teeth.

"All good James," was Alec's response, dismissing Ethan Alec moved and sat next to Miranda. Oh gees, he looked p.i.s.sed. And it looked like he was p.i.s.sed at her.

The night went downhill from there. Crystal was table hopping, laughing with her and flirting with him. Dancing and being the life of the party. She never sat with them. Alec was talking business with James and a few other men that came to their table. Miranda was quietly trying to behave.

Carlos returned and resumed his easy going conversation with her. She was grateful to have him there.

Miranda excused herself and made her way to the ladies room. After freshening up and exiting the room literally ran into Ethan. "I'm so sorry." Miranda had tripped and landed in his arms. He was steadying her. "We really need to stop b.u.mping into each other like this," Ethan teased.

Straightening up Miranda gave a smile apologizing again. He winked at her and let her be on her way.

Alec watched as Miranda made her way back to the table. She looked f.u.c.king stunning. The way she walked was captivating, she didn't try to be s.e.xy and that's what made her appear more attractive. She shyly returned to her seat. Her hair sat loosely to one side of her face and her lips painted in gloss making it seem like she was pouting. Her eyes were outlined in black mascara and eyeliner, making her hazel eyes take on more of a green color.

He hadn't missed Ethan having his arms around her. He also hadn't missed her smile and her lingering in his arms. Alec felt his blood boil. He needed to keep his temper in check. James was right, this wasn't the time nor the place. Yet he needed to get his fix. He put his hand on her nape and moved to whisper in her ear "Don't f.u.c.king move from this table again," he tightened his grip on her nape. Smiling Miranda nodded, she made it seem like it they were sharing a joke. Clever girl, Alec thought. She didn't want a scene and any unnecessary and unwanted attention.

Chapter 4.

After an exhausting few hours they finally left. Crystal was chatting nonstop all the way back. Alec was accompanying them this time. Carlos sat quietly. Miranda sensed the tension radiating from Alec and was starting to feel anxious.

When inside the manor Crystal kicked off her shoes and flopped on the lounge. Miranda decided to go to her room believing it was in her best interest to get out of Alec's way. "Thank you all for a lovely evening, goodnight," she turned to make her way up the stairs.

"Where the f.u.c.k do you think you're going?" Alec's voices made Miranda jump.

"I'm... Um, I'm going to my room..." Swallowing hard Miranda felt suddenly like she was going to be sick. Alec walked towards her looking like a predator stalking his prey. Without any warning Alec hit her across her cheek so hard with the back of his hand, she fell hard on the floor.

Miranda was dazed her face stung so badly and her head was throbbing. She thought she heard Crystal let out a gasp. "Get up." Alec's voice was deadly calm. Slowly Miranda lifted herself and stood using the railings on the stairs to steady herself. Again without warning he hit her across the same cheek sending her to the floor again. Miranda let her tears fall. She was trying really hard not to sob.

"Get up," he ordered again. Alec watched Miranda struggle to her feet. He was in such a rage that he wanted to f.u.c.king make her pay. f.u.c.king Ethan had his hands on her! "GET THE f.u.c.k UP!" He yelled. Needing to punish her so bad for making him feel like this.

Crystal was suddenly in front of him, "Alec calm down she's had enough," he was so f.u.c.king angry he wanted Crystal out of his way. "This isn't your concern Crystal. Get out of my way," he needed to appease his monster and Crystal was in the way.

"Alec enough! What did she do that was so bad?" She asked.

Miranda was standing trying to regain her composure. What did she do? Honestly she couldn't think of anything, she had thought she had been extremely well behaved. "Do? She was all but f.u.c.king Ethan!" He yelled. What? That's what this was about?

"Miranda honey go to your room. Carlos how about you escort her." Crystal suggested. Carlos quickly grabbed Miranda after giving Alec a what the f.u.c.k was that look.

Miranda entered her room and ran straight to the bathroom locking it and not saying a word to Carlos. She sunk on the tiles and wept to her hearts content. Why was everything in her life so complicated? She touched her cheek and winced from the pain. Lucky for her she didn't lose any teeth. Alec had scared the h.e.l.l out of her. What was it about her that bought out the worst in him?

After she felt her body ache Miranda stood and threw her clothes off. She never wanted to see them again. Turning on the shower she allowed the heat of the water to almost scald her skin. Anything to forget this evening.

Alec was drinking his scotch when Crystal entered. She'd had a shower and was wearing a long bathrobe that was too big for her. She walked over to Alec and sat in his lap. She took the scotch from his hands and kissed him deeply. Using her tongue she worked his mouth. Alec kissed her back not roughly like he wanted to do with Miranda. He slowly broke the kiss. "Not tonight," he said. No, tonight he was too worked up over Miranda and Ethan. His head was all over the place.

"What is happening to you baby? You really lost it today. I mean I've never known you to strike a woman before. And I've never seen you lose your temper over something like this."

Alec ran his hand through his hair. "It's nothing," he said. All the while wanting to go to Miranda and f.u.c.k the h.e.l.l out of her.

"Alec is it that Ethan is annoying you or that you are actually developing feelings for her?" This made Alec look into Crystal's eyes and give a halfhearted grin.

"Jealousy doesn't become you Crystal," he teased. "Anyway you and I have always had an open relations.h.i.+p so it shouldn't bother you"

"Alec I know you f.u.c.k whoever you want. It's never really bothered me before. I mean I do the same, but this here with you and Miranda seems a little different. Why would it bother you if she and Ethan had a fling?" She asked. Alec clenched his jaw and moved Crystal away from his lap. He stood and started pacing the room.

"I'll f.u.c.king murder her if she goes near him again!" He was getting angry again just thinking of Ethan with his hands around her. "I'll f.u.c.king cut his d.i.c.k off and watch him eat it."

"Alec this obsession with her is not normal baby, she's just a kid. I mean has she given you any indication that she reciprocates the feelings for you?"

"It's beyond my control. These urges I have this darkness she brings out in me not allowing me to contain my obsession. I have to figure out what to do with her."

"Be careful Alec if you break her then Marcus will not pay you a dime."

"I don't want the money Crystal. It's gone beyond that now. I'm going to keep her until I can overcome this obsession. That's the only way." He was going to have her in every possible sense. Maybe then he would be able let her go... He hoped.

Miranda had cried herself to sleep. After her shower she put on a cotton nightie and went straight to her bed where she continued to cry at the events that had occurred. She slept hiccupping. She awoke sometime later looking around. It was still very dark outside. Turning she noticed somebody sitting on the chair. Her heart almost stopped. After her eyes had adjusted to the darkness Miranda recognized him. It was Alec. He was sitting almost statue like. Miranda turned on her lamp and sat up.

Alec watched the hazel eyed beauty sit up and adjust herself. She hadn't spoken just looked at him with her hypnotic eyes. Alec couldn't sleep. All he could do was think of Miranda.

Miranda was so shocked to see him that she just stared. He was topless and she noticed the eagle tattoo that ran from his neck to the side of his stomach and around to his lower back. He looked like a G.o.d. His hair was messed and she watched the way he ran his hand through his hair.

The moment Alec stood walking towards her, Miranda instinctively moved to the other side. He shook his head looking dangerous. "Don't do that kid," she froze at the sound of his voice. He sat with his back leaning on the bed frame. He grabbed her waist and moved her beside him. Miranda forgot to breathe. He gently stroked the check he had struck earlier. Miranda couldn't help it, she broke down and cried. He was soothing her, "Shhhh kid," he whispered while he caressed her face and her hair.

Cupping her face Alec pulled her up gently and kissed her so softly. Miranda was coming undone. He kissed her until she responded and then he seductively manipulated his tongue into her mouth. She was so lost in his embrace and by his kiss she never noticed his hand under her nightie lifting it up and over her until she wore nothing but lace shorts that didn't leave much to the imagination.

Suddenly feeling very exposed Miranda tensed up. How did this happen? How did they get this far? "Shhhh relax kid I just want to touch you... I need to f.u.c.king touch you." Grabbing her waist again Alec flipped her over until she was on her stomach. He grabbed both her arms and held them securely above her head. "Don't move your hands," he growled. He was moving her hair away from her face. He nuzzled her ears and slowly bought his lips to the side of her neck. His hands following his mouth. He continued to kiss her shoulders and her back continuing lower and lower.

Confused with her body's reaction to this sweet onslaught Miranda didn't know what to do. This was the man who had beaten her and punished her and scared the h.e.l.l out of her. He was creating senses that she didn't know she had. When his hands reached her lace shorts and he put his hands down her panties, Miranda instinctively jumped.

He bit her cheek. "Don't f.u.c.king move," he growled. "Hands above your head," he ordered. Oh dear! Oh dear! This was too intense. Her a.s.s hurt where he had nipped her. He removed her shorts slowly taking them down her legs caressing her. He return to her a.s.s and started kneading her cheeks. Miranda wanted to scream and fight him off her but her body was melting under his touch. He kissed her on each side of her a.s.s than slowly opening her up until he could reach her p.u.s.s.y.

He hissed in a breath. f.u.c.k he thought he was going to die, his c.o.c.k throbbed that much wanting to explode. He rubbed himself while bringing his mouth to taste her p.u.s.s.y. f.u.c.k me he thought, she had the sweetest taste ever. Unique, unlike anything he had ever experienced. And Alec had sure experienced plenty. He continued to lick her and opening her up until his tongue delved inside her folds. He licked and sucked. She started to struggle and tried to move. He bought down his palm so hard and smacked her a.s.s. "Don't f.u.c.king move," he repeated. Quickly Miranda resumed her position while he continued to wors.h.i.+p her body.

Never in all her life had Miranda ever been touched let alone kissed down there. Her mind was going crazy. Her body wanted to let go so bad. He was taking her somewhere she had never been before. When he licked her c.l.i.t Miranda gave an unintentional moan. He licked her nub again and again until Miranda thought she was going out of her mind. He then bit her c.l.i.t and that was it, Miranda's pleasure exploded. She was on a high and her body refused to calm itself. She s.h.i.+vered from the o.r.g.a.s.m and when finally returning to her senses felt her face heat up. What the f.u.c.k was that?

Alec waited for her o.r.g.a.s.m to subside. He turned her over until she was laying on her back. He bought his lips to hers and kissed her roughly. He grabbed her hands and returned them above her head. "They stay there," he warned her while gripping her wrists tight for her to understand the order.

Alec noticed how Miranda was trying to hide her face from him. Trying to cover her face with the nook of her arm. He grabbed her chin and turned her to face him, "You have nowhere to hide kid" he said. "Nowhere to hide from me," and didn't she know it?

Alec moved beside her and leisurely caressed her body. He moved his head to her breast and kissed the light pink nipple. He cupped her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and sucked and licked them. He could sense her body working itself towards another o.r.g.a.s.m. He smiled while taking a nipple between his teeth and biting it. Miranda hissed and drew a deep breathe. He repeated his attack on her other breast. Alec couldn't take anymore he needed in her and he needed it fast. Nothing was enough when it came to her, he needed everything from her.

Pulling his pants down glad he opted not to wear underpants he released his aching c.o.c.k. He roughly slammed into her while grabbing her hands that remained atop her head. He slammed again feeling a resistance. She was so f.u.c.king tight. Again he thrust so hard that he heard something pop and give way to his huge c.o.c.k. She was a f.u.c.king virgin... He kept f.u.c.king her, he heard her cry out a little. Her tears were running down her battered cheeks. He could feel his b.a.l.l.s slapping her with every thrust. He couldn't and wouldn't slow down. "Who do you belong to?" He asked through clenched teeth all the while f.u.c.king her. He was so elated that she was a virgin that he didn't give a f.u.c.k about anything else.

"Who do you belong to?" He repeated, she could feel him tense when she didn't reply.

"You." she replied while chocking back a sob. He continued to impale her roughly, she felt like a machete was slicing her open. "Say it. Say you belong to me," he ordered.

"I belong to you sir," Miranda managed to choke out. His rhythm was getting frantic. He was quickening his pace.

"Again."

"I belong to you sir."