Read A Billionaire's Connection: Marceline's Kiss (Molding Clay Book 2) Online
Authors: Vladimir X. Rusalov
Afternoon Marceline,
My day has gotten so much better now that you have emailed back. Then better still when you agreed to a second date. Working hard? I always work hard Miss Greene. I'm glad to hear you had a safe journey home. I'm happy to know you enjoyed our date just as much as I did. As for me stalking you, I can't believe you think I would be lying about having to be in town. Though of course you may be onto something, I do have to check up on these projects but I don't actually have to make the trip to Portland. It will be an early start so I shall have Max pick you up at around 5pm on Friday. I'm very much look forward to our second date Miss Greene.
Until Friday
Victor Fischer
CEO, Fischer Enterprises Holdings Inc
Oh he's smooth. Ok so 5pm this Friday, you can wait until then right? I do hope the next 5 days fly by other wise it's going to be hell knowing he's in town and I can't see him. Right 5 days is nothing, you've got lots of studying to do and that will keep you occupied. What am I going to wear?
oOoTIME BREAKoOo
I'm glad these last few days are now over. Being in Portland and knowing that Marceline isn't that far away has been killing me. It doesn't help that I've been stuck overseeing these projects and in meetings. I've barely been able to focus on anything that's happened the last 3 days. I can't wait to see her tonight, I really hope she likes my surprise.
Victor finally stands and shakes the hands of the professors he's been in a meeting with and leaves the conference room.
He has headed back to his hotel room at the Heathman. It is 4.15pm and only 45 minutes until Max collects Marceline from her apartment. He makes a quick call to Evan to check that everything is ready and waiting for them both to arrive. Victor decides to take a quick shower to freshen up before he needs to leave. Once he's ready he calls Max to bring the car round.
I can't wait any longer I'm going to go with Max to pick her up.
It's almost 5pm and Marceline's been waiting anxiously for the last 20 minutes waiting on Max coming to get her. She's really nervous as she has decided to open up and tell Victor about her past. Since Sunday, they have exchanged emails every day in the lead up to their second date. Nothing to in-depth, just getting to know each other a little better and being very flirtatious. She see's a car pull up outside and Max steps out and has headed to the front door. He rings the door bell and Marceline, not wanting to seem too keen, lets him wait for a minute as she quickly checks herself in the mirror. She asked what the dress code was for the evening and Victor said she wasn't to get too dressed up but didn't divulge any other information. She had on her favourite dark denim skinny jeans, a plain black vest top and a navy blazer with nice pumps to finish off the outfit. Her hair was loose and straight and she had minimal makeup on.
She goes to the door and greeted Max with a smile "Hi Max, so will you at least let me know where it is that Victor is taking me? He won't tell me and I'm dying to know what he has in store."
"Sorry Miss Greene, I've been told to give nothing away this evening. You'll just have to wait and see." Max replies with a small smirk.
"Fine, oh and Max please just call me Marceline." She says as he opens the door for her to get in.
She looks so hot. She could have walked out in a garbage bag and still look absolutely stunning. How can she not see just how breathtakingly gorgeous she is. She has no idea I'm even in the car. Oh tonight's going to be fun, I can't wait for her to see what I have planned.
Max opens the car door for Marceline and she gets into the back. She doesn't notice Victor straight away until she goes to put on her seat belt.
"Victor, what are you doing here? I thought I was meeting you at a 'secret location' for our date?"
"I couldn't wait any longer to see you Marceline and you certainly haven't disappointed. You look gorgeous tonight. I especially love those tight jeans you're wearing."
Marceline blushes and bites her bottom lip.
"Please Marceline don't bite that lip, you have no idea what I would do to bite lip of yours."
This makes Marceline blush again.
"So can you tell me now where we're going? I've tried to work out what we'll be doing all week."
"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough. I just need to make one last call to make sure everything is ready for us to go."
Marceline looks a little confused.
"Hi Evan, is Charlie Tango ready? Ok we'll be there in approximately 10 minutes."
Evan? Who's Evan? And who is Charlie Tango? Ok we must not be going on a date alone. I'm totally lost.
"Victor. Who are Evan and Charlie Tango? Is it not going to be just the two of us tonight?"
"Evan is my right hand man, sort of, as for Charlie Tango, well he is the surprise. Don't look so worried Marceline it is just going to be the two of us, Charlie Tango is just going to be the one taking us to our destination. Just trust me, You'll see soon enough.
They arrive at a building. I doesn't look like much but Victor has the biggest childish grin on his face. Once they are out of the car he walks around to Marceline's side and takes her hand in his. That instant jolt of electricity runs through both of them as soon as their skin meets. He pulls her towards the building and through the glass doors. They make their way over to the elevator and get in. The atmosphere between the two of them is intoxicating coupled with the sparks they feel at meer the touch of their skin. It's a short ride to the top floor where Marceline suddenly realises they are on the roof of the building and she is staring at a helicopter. She sees what looks to be a woman near the door the helicopter. She walks over to where Victor and Marceline are standing.
"Evening Mr Fischer. Everything is ready for you to go."
"Thank you Evan"
Ah ok so this is Evan his 'right hand man' well she doesn't look like much of a man to me. Just act cool there's no need to get jealous.
"Are we going in that?" Marceline asks looking at Victor with a mixture of fear and excitement.
"Yes we shall be flying to our destination."
"Ok, but it's rather small to fit all of us all in there surely. It looks like you can only fit two people." Then suddenly it dawns on her "
You
are going to be flying us to our destination."
"Oh Marceline nothing gets past you."
"You have flown before right? Please tell me you have otherwise I think I'd rather drive to where every it is we're going."
"Don't worry Marceline I've had my pilot's license for over 4 years, you're in safe hands. Trust me I would never do anything that would put you in harm's way"
"Ok I trust you" and she did more than she cared to admit. She took Victor's hand as he helped her into the passenger side of the helicopter.
"Ok now don't touch anything I'm going to strap you in" he says with a gleam in his eye, like there is some sort of hidden meaning behind his words.
Oh how I can't wait to tie her up like this in my playroom.
He finally gets himself all strapped in and starts to flick some switches and buttons and the helicopter comes to life.
"Put these on. It gets a little loud so you're going to need these to hear me." He hands her what looks like headphones.
"Ok, tower. PDX this Charlie Tango Golf - Golf Echo Hotel, cleared for take-off. Please confirm. Over"
Ah ok this the helicopter is called Charlie Tango. It all makes sense now.
Then a voice comes over the radio through the headphones.
"Charlie Tango - you are clear. PDX to call, proceed to one four thousand, heading zero one zero, over."
"Roger tower, Charlie Tango set, over and out. Hope you're ready?" He asks looking towards Marceline with a childish grin
"So are you going to finally let me know where it is that you're taking me? Or will I have Cathy sending out a search party for me tomorrow?"
"Ok I suppose I can't tell you now. We're on our way back to New Orleans. We are going to my place for dinner. I wanted to be somewhere more private so we could talk freely with each other. I hope that's ok? I don't want you to think I'm expecting anything from you tonight so if you'd rather we went to a restaurant instead I can make the arrangements." He looks at her with a concerned expression when she stays silent a little longer than he was expecting.
He wants to go back to his place, he's not expecting anything? I think he'll probably be running to the hills after I've opened up to him and will definitely not be expecting anything. Shit Marceline you've stayed quiet too long he's starting to look worried. Well go on say something to him.
"It's a little unexpected but I can't wait to see your place." She replies with a reassuring smile.
I really hope he doesn't run off. I like him so much.
They stay quiet for most of the journey apart from Victor's occasional updates to and from air traffic control. This is mainly because Marceline is so taken aback with the amazing views she is seeing. She hasn't flown that often so it's all a novelty to her. It takes them just over an hour but they see the New Orleans skyline in front of them.
"So where will we be landing?"
"On the roof of my apartment building. You'll see it any minute now." He says as they fly in between the buildings. Suddenly she sees the magnificent building before them.
It's like an ivory tower and I bet Victor is in the penthouse right at the top.
Once they have landed, Victor gets out and heads around to Marceline's side and helps her out of the harness and out of Charlie Tango. He takes her hand and the walk towards the stairwell doors. They arrive at his apartment and they are greeted by another of Victor's security detail. He just smiles and nods towards the man and heads through the door into the apartment with Marceline close by his side. He leads her to his kitchen where they are greeted by a warm friendly face.
"Marceline this is Abigail, she is my close friend and lives here at the apartment."
"Hello Marceline. It's lovely to finally meet the young woman who has had Victor grinning from ear to ear since he met you."
This time Victor is the one blushing at Abigail's words.
"I'll leave you two to your dinner. Anthony will be here soon and then you two can have some peace."
Who's Anthony? All these new people I'm going to be meeting. I don't think I can take in any more new information.
Victor see's the confused look on Marceline's face "Abigail is my in-house housekeeper but is more like family to me. Anthony is Max, it's his first name."
"Ah ok that makes sense now."
Abigail leaves them and they make their way over to the beautifully laid out table complete with candles and a single red rose places where Marceline presumed she was to sit. Their meal was already waiting for them when they sat, it was oysters to start, lamb chops for their main and what Marceline describes as "the most delicious strawberry cheese cake she has tasted."
After having sat and talk about their week and generally catching up over dinner, Victor gets up and clears their plates. He grabs the bottle of wine and shows Marceline into is lounge. They sit and Marceline decides it's finally time to tell Victor about her past.
I have to tell him. I've never felt this way about anyone. Just the way I feel being near him is intoxicating. Ok just do it, just tell him, it'll be like ripping off a band-aid.
She sits next to him on the sofa and just looks into his eyes.
"Victor, you know when you ask me about me past and I told you I wasn't ready to talk to you about it until I felt I could truly trust you."
Oh shit this is happening. She's going to tell me. Brace yourself Victor, you like this girl. Nothing she says can make you run away from her. She looks so beautiful, her eyes are like pools filled with pain and she trusts you enough to tell you her secrets.
"You have to promise me you won't say anything until I've told you the entire story."
"Ok, I'm sure I can do that."
"Right well here goes..."
Ok here goes nothing.
"In order for me to tell you what happened, I'm going to need to give you some background details first. When I was just a baby, my father passed away which left my mother struggling. She had a 9 month old, no job and was finding it hard to pay her bills and cope with the fact that her husband had just died. She ended up having to move us back to her parents house until she could get her self a job and save enough money to get a place of our own. She went from job to job for a few years but finally found work in a local bar which was owned by a friend of my grandfathers and his son. The son's name was Benjamine and my mom and Ben hit it off almost instantly. Things were moving so fast with them that after only a few months they decided to move in together and got engaged. I was about 5 years old when they first got together and Ben was such a nice guy. He always went out of his way to take my mom and I on trips to the zoo and park. He had a son from a previous marriage who was almost 8 then. His name was Adam and he was great, he told me he'd always wanted a younger sister and we got on so well. I was so excited to be moving in with Ben and Adam as I thought we could be a happy family like the ones all my kinder garden friends had. They got married after a few months of living together and everything was perfect. I had a mother, father and even a big brother."