Thread: Soul on Fire (Violet&SHARPii)

RE Soul on Fire Violet SubmissiveSHARPii woah your name changed! Her first question was fairly easy but it also made him feel like she was attacking him with it at the same time and he wasn't too appreciative of that. Just because he worked hard to be where he was and succeed in this empire he created, it affected his outlook on what it meant to be an every day American? He had to remind himself that it wasn't from her but from her friend whom she was covering for. Still. He had every right to gradually become peeved. But he answered the first question coolly, like he was completely unaffected. I don't believe it has in any way. I came from nothing, and now I am something because I worked hard. I don't think I should be punished for it. Neither do I think I have lost some semblance of what it is to be an every day American. I think it's up to the every day American to want to strive for the best or what they think is the best. I am an avid believer in following dreams and desires. And Miss Sanders, what I desire, I get. Perhaps that was a little something for her but it seemed to fit into the point he was trying to make. Throughout the interview, he found himself gradually growing rather angry. Her questions she was spewing at him felt like attacks. He quite often didn't answer them, refusing to do so or simply proving the irrelevance to the interview but it wasn't just that he said that but the tone and power in which he said it which seemed to help him well. He was Sterling Cavendish and if he didn't want to answer a question, he wouldn't. Simple as that. He built his own empire, turned his dream real and made his desires come true. He had power, prestige and property. He looked at her with narrowed eyes and a displeased look on his face. With some of the questions she asked, he imagined just how he'd take care of her, show her what would and should happen when a young woman like her asks him questions like that. Where did she get the audacity? He was appalled but at the same time, very turned on. He wanted to stop her talking, stop the interview and make her mouth occupied. Teach her a lesson. He refrained of course and his scorching smoldering gaze didn't leave her sight at all. Miss Sanders, forgive me, but I believe this interview is taking a turn for something distasteful. Does your friend wish to expose me as some hungry business mogul with a closet of scandals? Because if that is the case, I must apologize but I cannot condone this interview any further. So help him god, if she asked him another question about his personal life, he just might lose it. That door to his office would be locked in a nanosecond and she'd be bent over his desk, bound and gagged and he'd show her exactly what happened to girls who dared to cross a line that should have remained uncrossed. However, if you'd like to ask me some questions that does not accuse me of a hungry business mogul with a closet full of scandals, then I may like to ask you out for a cup of coffee sometime? And there, all tension and anger faded and his eyes lit up with amusement and that charming Sterling Cavendish smile appeared on his face, ever so handsome, ever so inviting and directed completely and only at a one Miss Violet Sanders.