The Grand Mistress

"I'm really sorry Miss, I didn't intend to disturb you more so ruin you beautiful bikini. Please accept my apologies,"

The voice of the person who ruined Feather's bikini was immediately recognized by Hawk's ears. He looked up and was left aghast to see Simione in her daring red two piece suit, looking at his fiancée with a wild grin on her face. Her face didn't show any remorse for what happened to Feather's bikini but because the latter didn't dare to give Simione a look, she didn't saw her fake apologies. Then in just a minute, Simione's honey-colored beautiful eyes ran down at Hawk and she give him a naughty wink as if demanding a little reward for an acting well done.

"I'm sorry?" He could hear the annoyance in Feather's voice but just after a minute she went back to her gentle tone and apologetically said that it was okay and that she'll go and change her dress. Without waiting for Hawk's permission, Feather stood and left, leaving Hawk in thorough danger—danger of becoming a prey to such a beautiful wickedly host.

"Did I ruin your peaceful rest?" Simione broke the silence that sunk after Feather left. She stood in front of Hawk, with such an alluring red two piece suits that made her looked like the goddess of love preying on a mortal that was so defenseless of her magical beauty.

"You're here," Hawk's brow creased, as if he couldn't believe she was there in front of him. She looked like a dream—a sexy beautiful dream that no one would dare to leave.

"Of course I'm here," Simione answered. "Why do you look so surprise?"

"How did you come here?" Hawk stupidly asked.

Simione gave him an eye before she sarcastically answered, "through a plane,"

"I mean how come you are here?" Hawk seemed confused but the truth was that—aside from the fact that he couldn't believe the girl was there with him, his insides went on chaotically that he couldn't compose the right words to say to her.

"Why not?" Simione returned the question, "This place after all is a hotel and resort. Does it seem so hard to believe that I can too afford this kind of place?"

'I was able to afford this place through your money' Simione wanted to add that statement but she choose not to as it sounded inappropriate although as Lucy said, she shouldn't be ashamed of such money because she worked hard for it. She danced that night and pleased many men and for that, she should be rewarded. Besides, there's nothing wrong with dancing, it's not illegal per se and for the record, she had some dance experiences and rewards that was worthy of some sort of payment although of course, she could agree that the twenty million was a bit of too much.

"It's not that," Hawk immediately took back his words. "I mean last night… I thought you were still in the capital and…"

"Last night was great," When she said that, Haw's inside burned up as if Simione had pressed some bio switch inside him. The memory of what took place the night before awakened in his mind and a burning passion rose within his stomach right away.

Simione swayed her head and combed her tangled hair, it was messed up by the wind that blew between them and her slight move only aggravated Hawk's fiery lust. The woman was dazzling sexy and she had the most perfect body and curves that any man would immediately get notice. Staring into her eyes and with the recent words she daringly uttered, Hawk couldn't rebut it, nor have the courage to open his mouth to say anything else. He only managed to swallow a mouthful of saliva as his mouth watered that if he lost control, he would end up drooling in front of her. Hopefully he wouldn't end up that shameful.

Seeing Hawk idled and was lost for words, Simione chuckled before she walked away. Hawk immediately panic at the sight of her leaving that he ended up grabbing her hand.

"You should go and follow your fiancée," Simione said those words as if she wasn't all annoyed with the view of him and Feather together, very intimate under the sun. She had been closely watching them since they came at Mondrew City and was very aware of how Hawk treated all of Feather's cousins and how they were so sweet during breakfast, as if the other party wasn't cheating with the other. Much to her annoyance, they even dared to be intimate in public as Hawk obediently put lotion to Feather and he seemed enjoying every bit of the moment. The last act was what drove Simione to be soo mad that she ended up buying some refreshment worth a considerate amount just to splashed it all to Feather's face. The ballerina bitch should be thankful she was considerate enough to ruin only her bikini because if Hawk wasn't there and if it wasn't a public place, she would ruin her face too.

"Cat…" Hawk uttered her name. Simione was still very annoyed that she pushed him away only to be captured again by him. "Hey Cat…."

His voice sounded like he was doing his best to appease her but to Cat's ears it sounded like he just needed another round of release. She rolled an eye at him then, without him knowing, as he was at her back grabbing only one hand of hers as if a child who don't want to let go of a playmate. 

"What now?" Simione turned to him with a fake glowing smile that Hawk didn't think wasn't real. She eyed him seductively and asked, "Don't tell me last night wasn't enough. Didn't your fiancée end all your cravings after me?"

Hawk's expression didn't suit well at Simione's words and as if such humiliation wasn't enough, the girl added up, "Oh I see she didn't. Because if she did, you won't be that upset,"

"Cat…" Hawk pressed her hand. He was very aware that she was upset with him, her treatment with him right then tells it so and as much as he wanted to calm her off and ease of her anger, the M Conglomerate's President didn't know where to start. Just like the little Feather he knew in the Somerset village, Simione's was the kind of girl that made him feel less confident that he was. Not just confidence actually, less that everything he ever was. 

Also, apart from the girl in his childhood, Hawk had not had a real relationship with another woman and so basically he was new to making relationships. He had encounters with few women in bed but those for him were all business transactions. Those women too made sure to please him in every way without him making a move and in exchange, he gave them all the money they demanded. However, it was very different with his ventures with her childhood friend Cat because for him, he chase her to be his wife as a promise and although he was trying real hard, he was certainly amateur to the ways and language of women that his decisions were all subject to mistakes although he didn't expect such mistakes would stretched into having a secret affair with someone that he didn't know but surely felt familiar to him. Someone that made him feel like he had finally found something he had long lost.

"Cat what?" Simione's annoyance already came obvious in her tone. Hawk couldn't dare to open his mouth to answer her question as he simply didn't want her to leave but knowing that Feather was just around, he was caught tight in between. He certainly didn't want Feather to see him having a good time with another woman but he also missed the woman he had a grip on right then that he couldn't let her go.

"What?" Simione pressed, her anger was reaching its limits and when Hawk didn't answer and just stared complicatedly with her, she went past the limit and ended up grabbing him instead, pulling him to somewhere where there were less people. 

In just few minutes, both Simione and Hawk reached the back of a certain beach hut where the girl, pushed the M conglomerate right through the wooden wall. Hawk was very surprise of Simione's advances that he could do nothing then but just wait for her to eat him alive. He could see the fire of anger in her eyes and yet despite her wrath, she still looked very dashingly beautiful in front of him.

"I hate you!" Simione cussed, ready to crash down all the frustration, resentment and anger she had with  him for the past few days since she heard about Hawk and his dear fiancée's gate away. 

"I very much hate you Hawk Monsanto!" Her words were daringly strong and filled with wrath and unsaid threats. Simione was soo mad at him for playing with her innocent little unhealed heart and with fiery emotions; she raised her two strong arms in his chest and punched him successively. Such act ended up the girl looking up at him who was towering her and jabbed an arduous kiss into his mouth.