Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

Beautiful Bond Ch 11. One Night

WINONA

Dubai. A city of ultramodern architecture, luxurious shopping malls and magical

nightlife. With something to explore at every corner, rich with adventures for

everyone to indulge in. Away from England, we had stepped onto a paradise on

earth, and I was having the time of my life!

We arrived yesterday morning and after resting for a few hours at our hotel;

where we are sharing a room and a huge bed, we then headed out for some

sightseeing. In the evening, Marcel had let me spend the entire time shopping,

followed by dinner at a stunning restaurant.

Enter title…

He was adamant I shop and shopping I did! I purchased something for

everyone, from little Phoenix to Rosaline! Marcel wanted me to purchase things

for myself and although I felt guilty I soon gave in and chose several items for

myself. I allowed him to spoil me because I saw the way he was satisfied when I

did purchase things for myself. I even bought him a few things. I enjoyed the

entire experience and although I hadn’t felt tired during the time we were out,

the moment we got back to the hotel I had fallen asleep the moment my head

touched the pillow. Today, after an incredible breakfast from the balcony of our

luxury hotel, we spent the morning at an incredible waterpark before returning to

the hotel to rest for a couple of hours.

I am now getting ready for our date. Tonight, he is taking me for a romantic

dinner, which he hasn’t told me much about.

I now look down at the dress I had selected last night at his request… I blush at

the memory…

(FLASHBACK – LAST NIGHT)

I look around at the luxurious designer gowns that glitter under the lights of the

boutique. We have been shopping for the last three hours and I still feel full of

energy.

We had just stopped for ice cream; the weather is much cooler than the

sweltering heat of the day.

“What are we doing here?” I whisper, awed at the gorgeous gowns that call to

me.

But even in that treasure trove of dresses, there’s one gown that my eyes fall

upon that makes me slow down and stare.

It’s a stunning satin sage, and it makes my heart s*ip a beat.

What a beauty!

“We are shopping for a gown for our date tomorrow night, and I want you in

something pretty that I will enjoy unwrapping later.” His deep husky whisper

comes in my ear, making my heart hammer Unwrapping…

I stare up at him before I glance at the approaching saleswoman.

I think I know exactly what dress I want…

“Can you wait at the desk? I want it to be a surprise.” I say bravely, blushing

lightly.

He smirks but nods before he walks away and I turn my attention back to the

sage green temptation…

(END OF FLASHBACK)

I shake my head, looking over at the woman who had just finished getting my

hair and makeup done.

“Thank you for everything. I’ll get changed now.” I say, unwrapping the tissue

that holds the white lace bra and G string I had picked out for this trip.

“You are most welcome.” She replies before she leaves the room.

I slowly remove my gown, staring down at my shimmering legs as I slip on the G

string before putting the bra on and finally slipping into my dress. It fits me like a

glove, and I admire myself in the mirror. 2

Looking back at me is a woman who holds. elegance and grace… one whose

eyes shine. with light. My eyelids are shimmering with gold and brown

eyeshadow that creates a smoky finish. I have my cheeks bronzed and soft pink

in an elegant updo with a few tendrils

face.

my feet, I’m wearing diamante strap heels that match the sheer bodice of

silver threadwork and gems. It

neckline with diamante studded thin straps,

around the hips before it flows down in a fitted

that I also picked out last night. I wonder if

little overdressed.

is the night… it’s ok to

my stomach

purchased for me along with

remain

had picked them

tips, and

wanted to see the end result and send it to her before

place my phone down on the bedside table. I won’t need

I’m nervous…

the door that leads to the lounge where I know Marcel

waiting for me…

Here goes nothing.

to the door, take a deep break and pull it

when I spot

against the far wall, one leg propped against the wall

crossed. He’s wearing white pants, a

open, paired with a blue blazer and t*ssel loafers. His hair

messy style that only makes

times hotter. 4

He looks… incredibly

as he looks me over, his gaze running from bottom to

see him swallow, his eyes lingering on

own heart pounding as he pushes away from the wall

as he advances on me, with that walk

radiates power and

I bite my lip when he reaches me, looking down, feeling very aware of

plunging neckline.

my chin, sparks

back.

He murmurs, his other hand snaking

feels tiny in his hand, and he

woman more beautiful in my life.’ He

as his lips move against

melting into his caress. that

me. I grip his arm firmly, relishing

those lips against

one of the

go before I’m

He murmurs.

cheeks flush and I nod, allowing him to

way from the

where our ride is waiting, ready to

destination for our

stare in admiration at the Dubai fountain as a Bollywood song plays. We

while ago and

overlooks the water, and the famous fountain that is

on an impressive

I say, blushing as I realise once again

back to Marcel and take up my glass

on, I was enjoying my own

drinks his own

those soft brown eyes. “So,

have any hobbies aside

out at the fountain that dances

music.

would say travelling and

after all, what else can a single guy who has retired

not. I like it.” I say

hobby soon… but aside from that, food, I

Regardless of how unappetising it appears. Why not

time to?

missing that s*xy

you know, I love fashion; I also love taking

and I like to crochet.” I say, placing my glass down. Marcel takes my hand

towards him as

says. Our eyes meet and I look away coyly. “What

your favourite colour?”

say without having to think of that one. “You like black,

you?”

think the colour of your eyes has replaced that.” He says,

ghosting over

tease, feigning

and leans over and pecks my lips. “No,

colour of these lips… and

my lip, his touch sending tingles through me

ends.

and I can’t help but

my food, savouring

I moan

gaze

sure it’s nowhere near as delicious as you.” He replies

miss it.

certain it is.”

can

I raise an eyebrow, tilting my head as the next song begins playing,

“How can

tell you I told you so later tonight?”

am forced to look away from his burning

I

I can’t wait for tonight too… but I also don’t want this

watching the beautiful show before us, the music clear in the

and his hand that rests on

It’s beyond perfect…

Our eyes meet and I smile