Dance with me...

But Roy only smiled at him, which scared the poor man even more, "There will be a proposition."

"Yes sir. As you say sir." George Greene stood up from his seat and erectly agreed to his master's words. Save for the salute, and the scene would have looked like a military round. Roy just waved his hands and Mr. Greene was quick to understand that notion and left away as fast as his legs carried. It was after exiting the place, did he realize that he was given a tedious task of emailing all the members and directors to ensure that all were present. Grumbling under his breath for not being able to get back home sooner, he carried his heavy legs back to the office headquarters. It wasn't like Mr. Knight had any secretaries, in fact he despised anyone constantly hovering around his neck. So he had delegated the responsibility of a secretary to all the head personnel; Having the policy that 'Whose mistake Give work more'. And this time it was the oil department which was creating a problem, so he had to perch up his backside the whole night late in the chair to perform all the duties of a secretary. If only he was paid extra for that!

As bad as Mr. Greene felt of his night being ruined with extra work, it wasn't too different in Roy's case. He had been gloomy the whole time since he read the email reply sent by their supplier, Heat Waves. He went to the cellar located in the corner of the drawing room and made himself a brandy thinking about it. Just when he needed to make Ella comfortable here, he was presented with yet another nuisance. Thinking about her he finished up his glass and went up the stairs to her room which he had frequented to visit since she was gone. He used to be so engrossed in her scent in the room, that he didn't allow anyone to enter there. He would be the only one to clean and tidy up her room in his own way. Everything was just as it was left, save for Ella standing and looking at the photos she had attached on her billboard. Roy raked in the sight of her, not able to believe that she was standing in her room almost like she was never away. Never away from her room, her home, him. Ever. He entered inside her room and went to her, bending down to her neck, supporting his chin; he thought that she would go away from him again, but she didn't. He smiled at that and looked up to see that she was looking at the photo of her and her mother. Now that he thought about it, "Where is she?"

She answered after a while, "Safe."

"Shall we start then."

"Haven't we already?"

"Just a moment", saying that Roy walked back in the room to play the DVD with the music he had kept very close to himself.

Listening to it, Ella turned back to him, "You still have it?"

"Can't let go of her last touch."

"I thought it was lost when..."

"It didn't. I kept it safe." It was the last piece of his mother which he had kept with himself. Afire had burnt all the other belongings, the cassette was burnt a bit too which he retrieved somehow, burning his fingers in the process. After ensuring the hole of the cassette, he had stored it in a better way by making a DVD of his mother's last art at violin.

"I'm happy you did."

"Me too."

He went to her slowly and looked into her eyes lazily, then walking in the same pace around her with his face perched closely to hers, but not touching her. She swallowed looking at him and played her part. While he was walking and inhaling her at the back, she walked forward to the middle of the room swaying along the music turning to look at him who was following her closely. He bent down to her face and softly gave pepper kisses starting from her ears to her cheeks. "Already touching. You will lose Mr. Knight."

"Will I? The game is still on." Saying that he kissed her lips with a massive bite, pulling her towards him which almost led her to plant her arms on him but she managed to stop herself from touching him any further. That's what this was, to dance away with only our lips and nothing more. The first one to touch the other, will lose. After that Roy spoke, "Last I checked, you didn't hold a great statistic of winning at this."

He was now behind her and sucking the side of her neck, how he managed to reach there so fast was indescribable. "I practiced." Then Ella cried, "Aaah... Roy!" He had bit her neck where he had sucked upon.

"With whom? I thought it was our thing." He was saying that and licking the part where he had bit her, with his lips still perched on her neck looking sideways at her face, fury remarkably present in his eyes.

"No one!" Saying that Ella moved away from him, where he followed her and before he could do anything Ella turned to face him with fire in her eyes and the equally beautiful mark present on her neck now. She came closer to him and reached for his neck, moving a bit sideways and licked his neck, blowing on it then to receive a satisfied groan from him. He had his top buttons open which gave her access to torture him more. Repeating the process, she saw up to his eyes to see them coming alive with an untold promise, but she didn't need to be told as she understood very well.

"You should be careful there Elle. I don't want you hurt."

"Am I hearing you lose?" She said to him smirking. He raised one of his eyebrows and walked closely to her, but she didn't budge if he touched her now, the game would be over and she would go back to her room. No! the guest room. But it seemed Roy had perfect insight of what she was thinking about and stood with only his shirt touching her. That infuriated her. "You are cheating!"

"I'm not", saying that his lips found the middle of her neck staying there for a second before gliding his lips downwards to her cleavage, where he kissed hard that Ella was whimpering and biting her lips. It didn't help that the action caused her heart to race with her breasts moving up and down in front of his face. She didn't want it to happen like that but she had no other way out without touching him. "Looks like you are so wanting to be touched", he said admiring her boobies and glancing at her eyes occasionally, only to find them with their usual glare towards him. He chuckled at that and went down to kiss one side of her breasts right at the nipple. After that he pulled it in his mouth hearing an audible gasp from her mouth. Loving to see her expression turn from fury to complete desire; made him turn hard. He was kissing the entire breast slowly and swiftly, while looking up to look at her face. By the time he gave the same attention to the other one, she was clutching her dress against her sides taking huge gulps of staying put without letting go of her hand and to roam around his hair. The thought just felt too inviting that she had to look away from him and his actions.

His sudden bite on her nipple made her jump; Sadly she fell on her bed in the process with a small cry of fright just like giving herself away to him with easy access. Before she could move, he was already climbing upon her like a monkey, where she gave an uneasy smile, "Shouldn't we be dancing?"

"We are."

"The music has stopped. I'm very tired now. I shall leave."

"But the winner is yet to decide."

"I won and you lost. There. Decided."

"How?"

"You were the first to touch through lips."

"So? That was never the rule."

"It's the only plausible explanation since we both managed to not touch each other." Were they seriously having this conversation? It only seemed more of embarrassing by the time. Ella's face was already red with what he had done tonight with her. She was sure to wash this dress with her own hands than to let anyone know about the unduly damage around the upper portion of it.

"Is that so? Well, since I have lost it, I should lose it more properly, don't you think?"

"P-properly?"

"Won't make me any more of a winner, would it?" saying that he descended himself on her, touching her hands with his and her legs with his, his hips shoving into hers which only widened Ella's eyes. She didn't need an explanation to know what it was that Roy was talking about.

"Um, the game is over, so the participants should sleep away the night." She tried shoving his chest with her hands, but he was being too persistent on staying there.

"You're right. We are too tired." Feeling a relief Ella was preparing herself to get up and leave, however Roy moved yes, but to the side of the bed taking hold of her waist along with him. Another gasp formed through her lips; this man would take away all her breaths if he continued to do what he wanted.

"Roy, I meant to go and sleep in our own rooms."

He kissed the top of her head and said, "We are sleeping in your room. And I'm extra tired to return to mine. I don't mind here. Sleep now." He patted her head in the last and brought the wide-eyed girl close to his chest.

She sighed and said, "You can't always do what you want."

"Don't lie that you don't want that. You know I do always what I want. Especially when I know that you want the same thing." Too tired with the events of the night she suddenly remembered, "Who was it that came to meet you?"

He didn't answer anything and she thought that he slept which made her follow too. Then a voice whispered, "Someone uninvited."