by T. N. King
Ellie
Her giddiness didn’t end. When she walked through the ballroom, applause rose up as her and Morgan passed. Stunned, could not even describe the feeling she had. All while she’d worried about fitting in, being good enough. Then this is the way it turned out? Her cheeks burned from all the adulation.
Morgan leaned in close, “I think this is our cue to exit while we are on top.” He chuckled while people clapped him on the back as they strode by.
Ellie nodded her agreement and as they neared the double glass doors, she spotted a man in a tux. Is that…?
Chance had waved the doormen aside and opened the glass doors, bowing in reverence.
Ellie gasped and stared at him.
Beside her, Morgan slowed his confident stride as he stared at his best friend.
Chance raised his head up and gave then a green eyed wink. “Well done, Miss Ellie White. Well done.”
She giggled as Morgan guided her through the doors and they left the brilliant lights, the opulence, and the sophisticated people behind. Then in the middle of him escorting her to the limo where the driver waited at the open door, Ellie let go of Morgan’s hand.
He stopped walking and stared over at her.
Ellie took a deep breath and lifted the dress with one hand, revealing a creamy thigh.
Morgan’s gaze dropped down to her thigh and then to her sparking blue diamond shoe and then back up to her face. He gave her that dazzling Morgan smile.
Ellie bit at her lip, then jumped up in her diamond heels as she pumped her fist in the air and let out a WHOOP!
Morgan stared at her for a second, then tilted his head back to laugh.
Ellie felt like—Oh, wow. She felt like—A MILLION BUCKS! Her whole body shook, as she seemed to suddenly realize the momentous thing that had just happened to her. Someone had paid a million dollars for the dress she still wore, while HER body had been it! Now, that same body seemed to give into the adrenaline and the sheer shock of it all. The whole world spun around her and she couldn’t catch her breath. She fell forward as her knees simply gave out.
Morgan’s smile slipped and he a caught her.
“Oh…” Her breath whooshed out of her.
Morgan swung her up into her arms. “Well, that is enough of that.” He strode along the walk while carrying her and slid her weakened body into the limo.
With her eyelashes fluttering, she slumped over in the seat.
“Ellie? Sweetness?” Morgan pulled her up and into his lap.
“Ohhh,” was all she could utter.
“Shhh,” he soothed as he tightened his arms around her.
Now, she felt grounded. His embrace his scent, his soothing presence instantly calmed her. She cuddled tighter into his arms and let out a long calming sigh.
“That’s it. You’re okay, now,” his low voice whispered into her ear.
She now felt like she was sitting on a cloud with her angel man. Yes, this was where she belonged.
“You are so precious,” he whispered to her hair.
Her eye widened. Precious? No one had ever used that word to her before. She tightened her grip around his neck.
They rode in silence and finally, they heard, “We have arrived, Sir.”
Morgan nodded and patted her back.
Ellie went to slide off his lap in order to get out of the car.
“No,” he ordered.
She stopped moving.
He smiled to her neck. “This trip is on me, remember?” He then slid out of the car while carrying her.
Ellie gasped. He was going to carry her all the way through that lobby? She flinched at the thought.
“Stay Ellie,” he whispered to her.
She relaxed her body and just held onto his neck.
The driver stepped in front of the doormen and swung the doors open.
Their faces registered concern and shock.
Neither Morgan nor the driver gave them any explanation as Morgan strode through the immense lobby and people stared.
Ellie shut her eyes. What must they think? She then relaxed and found that she suddenly did not care. She just took a whiff of his fabulous scent as she buried her face into his neck.
The elevator dinged and she realized they were already at the top. How long had she been submerged in Morgan land?
He chuckled as he took her down the long hall to the suite door. He then leaned across with one hand and punched in the code.
Ellie remained hugged to his neck. She would not change her position until he said so. Why would she? This was the real heaven, here in his arms. Though now, she did feel interested. Was he going to take her to his bed? She was certainly more than ready.
Morgan remained silent and kept walking.
Ellie squeezed her eyes shut and just waited.
He stooped at another door and tapped in a code.
Oh, it is to my room! Still, he could plan to take her here. Her hope and anticipation grew, as did her trembling.
Going through the hall and to her door, he kicked it open, then strode over toward her bed.
YES! Right to her canopy bed.
He then carefully set her down.
Her arms hung onto his neck.
Chuckling again, he spoke, “You can let go now, Sweetness.”
Her arms and hands relaxed as she slid to the floor.
Morgan then took a step back.
Her body nearly slumped sideways.
He laughed and leapt back to her to straighten her. He held her arms and stared at her face.
Ellie looked into that mesmerizing gaze of his. She was his, all his. She knew it now. None of what happened before mattered now. Not his leaving her after that first night, none of it made a bit of difference. She wanted to be his in every way. It was the way she felt down to her marrow.
He took a step back and dropped his gaze to her diamond accented feet, then up along her legs, next his intense gaze rose to her very pert breasts and her heaving chest. Then along her sleek neck to her face. His eyes met hers.
Her body nearly jolted at the look in his eyes. It was full of lust and a flickering of something she’d never seen before. What it was she couldn’t figure out. Her body shuddered. Here it is and I am ready.
He stepped forward and reached out to gently lower the dress over her arms.
Ellie fought to control her shaking, but she couldn’t. Just the flickering of his warm fingertips made her weak.
He lowered the dress down and over her hips. The material breathed along her body in a slow sensual swish of silk. He then stared at her bare skin. All she wore was matching blue silk panties, as the dress did not allow a bra.
Silk puddled at her feet.
Now he again, took a step back and gave her the same perusal as before.
Her skin tingled and she got goose bumps from his staring.
Then he did something surprising, he knelt at her feet.
Ellie’s gaze dropped down and she stared at the top of his dark head.
He held her ankle and eased her diamond heels from one foot.
At his strong grasp, she took a deep breath in. Imagining those fingers, those hands all over her skin.
He then did, her other foot.
Ellie stepped down to the carpet, now 3 inches lower, without the heels. She let out a shaky breath. She was so wet, the silk underwear was ruined for sure.
He then took one foot and raised it up to kiss her toes.
With rounded eyes, she stared as her body flushed at the feel of his hot mouth on her feet of all things. The man was kissing her feet?
He then did the same to the other foot.
Amazed, Ellie could not believe this. Morgan Hunt, billionaire, CEO was kissing her feet? She in this moment, felt adored like never in her life.
He then stood up and lowered her panties. Slowly, he peeled then down over her hips then her trembling legs.
Holding her breath, she gingerly stepped out of them.
He then stood back up holdi
ng her damp silken underwear. He raised the silk lingerie to his nose and took a deep whiff.
Swallowing heavily, Ellie stood in shock and stared. Oh, my god! That is sooo sexy.
He then let out a low growl.
Oh, no. Now that was sexier.
He then seemed to fight himself. He looked intense, like he wanted to say something. Yet, he didn’t speak. He shoved the underwear into his tux jacket. “These are mine,” he whispered.
Ellie almost nodded in total agreement. Yes, they are and so am I. But she couldn’t seem to move or speak.
Then, he swung her up into his arms again.
Yes, he was going to take her to bed and take what was his.
He smiled at her and laid her down on her princess bed.
Gazing up at him with her body on fire and her heart hammering, she waited.
He grabbed her velvet blanket and pulled it over her bare body.
Ellie gasped. WHAT?
He saw the look in her eyes and gave her a tense smile. “You have been through a lot tonight. I want you badly… have no doubt of this….” His words drifted away as he clenched his fists at his sides. “I don’t want anything to happen here, tonight. It might be for the wrong reasons.”
Blinking her eyes, she could not believe what he was saying.
He lowered his body and gave her a sweet kiss to the forehead. “Sleep well, Princess.” He then stood up and walked out her door.
Ellie laid still with her heart hammering and her body pulsing in need. What just happened? He could have fucked her till he dropped. He knew she was ready to give all of herself. She just laid there in utter shock as he disappeared through the door.
Then she gazed up at the ceiling. Didn’t he want her as bad as he wanted him? She remembered the hot gaze, the way he had took in the scent of her panties. Yes, he had wanted her. She wasn’t so dumb that she couldn’t see it. Then why did he…?
Suddenly, exhaustion hit her. Then all the replays of this glorious night rushed through her mind in a kaleidoscope of surreal images of the magnificent debut of Miss Ellie White into high society. Then the last word she whispered into the haze of sleep was, “Morgan…”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The next morning, after waking up in her Princes bed, Ellie stretched and felt like a new person. Who wouldn’t after what happened last night? She sighed and stared up at the ceiling. She really needed to have conversation with Morgan. Again, the man had surprised her by doing the opposite of what she expected. He could have had sex with her at his whim. She had been ready and so willing.
The phone next to her bed rang. Oh, that might be him!
“Miss White? This is Room Service and we were instructed to bring breakfast up.”
“Um, yes. Yes do that.” She set the phone back down on the receiver.
In ten minutes, she was sat in a very plush robe at the kitchen table in her suite and felt so hungry but wondered if she should wait for him to join her. Her phone buzzed. She gasped and looked around. Where did I leave it? She jumped up and searched. The buzzing came from the hallway. She saw it on the floor by her door. What the? I must have dropped it. She raised it up and tapped the screen. Oh, it wasn’t a call it was a text.
Ellie…I have been called away on Company business and I am sorry. I am unable to accompany you home. The driver will arrive this afternoon and take you to the jet.
I will call you soon, Morgan
Raising her head, she blinked. He just had to go? Leaving her here in the suites? She sighed. Well, he did run a multi billion dollar company. Yet, her disappointment was like the opposite of what she felt last night. What do you want Ellie, for him to be with you 24 hours a day? She bit at her lip and gazed around. Well…YES!
Shrugging it off, she thought about all that he had done for her already. It is just the way it is. Get over it. She then went back to her breakfast. She enjoyed it, despite eating alone. It all unsettled her though and it kept nagging at her. Receiving a text? He didn’t even make a call? Her fears of before took hold. Maybe this was it? Maybe he had his debut of the poor girl and achieved that deal and now the luster had worn off? She shook her head. Then why didn’t he plunder the spoils last night? Then leave her. She sighed. No, that wasn’t it and now you are blaming him, because he has other priorities in his busy life? Remember when he said, ‘I have responsibilities and since I met you, I have neglected them.’ Yes, she needed to realize he did have a business and had to be at the helm sometimes. If you plan to stay with him and you KNOW you do want to...then you will act right about it!
Full and otherwise calmer now, she stood up, wiped her mouth with a napkin and looked around. Bath! She felt excited. Yes, do that for the last time. What female in her right mind wouldn’t?
Ellie laughed, pushing her earlier fears and depression down as she rushed to the waiting heaven of the garden pool.
After she dried off and went to get dressed, she halted. Dressed into what? I suppose in the clothes I wore here. She went into the Princess bedroom and halted. Suitcases were sitting on the footboard part of the bed. Stepping over, she looked down and saw outfits. She rifled through them and pulled different ones up. All her size! She bit at her lip. Morgan. He’d had these placed here. She let out a breath. Should she accept this? It was more buying. She raised up the paisley dress she seemed to hang onto, then glanced down at the shoe bag and the lingerie in the other case. Okay, just make up your mind. Wear what you came in and leave all these beautiful outfits, apparently chosen for you?
Yeah, I am slow at times, but not completely stupid! She laughed as she grabbed the clothes and shoes that went with the dress.
After she put all the delicious parts of the outfit on, she wondered about the dress…Um, the Desaunt, she corrected herself. She looked all around for it. Mmm, he must have come and taken it while I slept. Well, it wasn’t hers or his anymore, was it?
An hour later, the driver called up. “Miss White. I am sending a bell hop retrieve your luggage.”
Deciding to be wicked about this whole set up, Ellie smiled into the phone. “What luggage?”
A pause went by and then he replied, “Mr. Hunt said you would have several bags, Ma’am?”
She now felt like a bitch for messing with the driver. After all, he only was doing his job. “Yes, okay.”
In a few minutes, she was heading down in the elevator. Then walked through the lobby slowly.
Many raised their heads and smiled at her and some even waved.
The doormen bowed to her like she was royalty.
Ellie smiled at them. “Thank you boys, for all your kindness.”
They beamed at her. Then one of them spoke, “We cannot wait until you return.” He then straightened up and looked official. “Miss White.” He gave her a nod.
She wondered if there would be a return, but then she giggled at their expressions and stepped outside.
The driver stood waiting for her, tipping his cap at her and holing the door of the stretch limo open for her.
She smiled at him and headed to the car. Yes, it was sad that Morgan wasn’t here and maybe scary that he would not be on the plane, but after her walk of fame last night? She could do this on her own.
Beaming at the driver, Ellie slipped into the limo.
It had been four days! Ellie hadn’t heard anything from Morgan. Not even a text. She had tried twice to call him, like he’d instructed her to do when he gave her the damn phone in the first place, and he never answered. After that, she shut the phone off, put it away and went from understanding to panic, then to dejection, and lastly, anger.
He obviously just dropped her!
This time, it puzzled her though. They did not sleep together at the suite...like she’d wanted to, and now, she felt relieved that they hadn’t. At least, she did not feel used and slutty this time. Then she would break down crying at night while lying in bed and wonder if something bad had happened. Could it have and she would not know about it? Then she would go back to anger.
He had assistants, he could have had that person call her. It would have been a bit impersonal but at least, she would know something.
She had school to start anyway in two days and tonight, she would be working at the diner.
Yes, from extreme grandeur to the ways of real life. From a diamond dress to her waitress uniform. She had to laugh at this though. It was okay, she still felt proud of herself and reminded herself at least Morgan Hunt had done that much for her.
She arrived at the diner and Joanna greeted her with that same smile. Please don’t let her ask me again. Had she heard from him yet? Two days ago, when she had come to work, Sue had pulled up pictures online of that charity gala with Ellie strutting on stage in a million dollar dress. Sue had squealed when she brought her phone over.
Ellie had almost cried, but not out of joy or excitement, she’d wanted to cry because she felt so lost, so confused as to why he’d done this to her…again.
Now, it was just day to day normalness. Ellie figured she had her day in the sun, on the high side of life and now, she would go to college and make her own way in the world. Could she honestly say that he hadn’t improved her life? No. But she was done with being discarded. She fought back tears now. Ones she had shed every night, all week. No, she refused to cry one more tear over him. He must have had a bet, maybe? Yes, with that suave Chance guy. Maybe it had been that all along. They had acted strange at the ball and she couldn’t figure it out at the time. See if Morgan could get a poor unsophisticated girl from the lower slums and make her into a beauty queen.
No, it didn’t happen like that and even she knew this. But she floundered for a reason to his disappearance from her life. No goodbye…No, it’s been fun, see ya. But there had been nothing. Just nothing.
Walking behind the counter, she looked down to tie her apron.
“Coffee, please?” a deep voice asked from the counter.
Her head snapped up to meet with a grey gaze. Her breath caught in her throat.
Morgan smiled at her. “Hello, Ellie.”
