His only Cure

"Miss Sophie, blood" He quickly handed her a handkerchief, which she placed on her cheek.

"Leave me for a moment, I have to make an important phone call and find out what happens next. Save me the footage from the office camera. I'll need it as evidence in the case. And give tail to his mother. Let them make sure she goes back to France"

Sophie turned away from the assistant, sitting back on the sofa and quickly dialing a number. Noah left the office, not knowing how to tell his boss what happened today. Fifteen minutes later, Sophie left the office, handing today's documents to Darell's assistant and taking the finished recording from his desk.

"Everything's settled. I need to go out and do my business. If anything comes up, I'm on the phone"

Sophie left the office and went to get her car to go to a prosecutor she knew. Her cheek was already very swollen and the inside of her mouth was burning with pain.

However, there was not the slightest grimace on her face. She knew what she was signing up for today and it may not have been one of the best solutions, but it was the most effective and for long. She couldn't and wouldn't let Darell continue to suffer like this, knowing that she was his temporary solution.

The meeting passed successfully. Evidence, testimony and photos were given. The case was to start immediately.

Sophie went straight back to her apartment even though her working hours were not over yet. She wanted to deal with her injured cheek and treat it with pleasantly cool ice. But first, she jumped into the shower and washed off her combat makeup. She put on comfortable clothes and sat on the sofa, applying ice to her swollen cheek.

"Mmmm, wonderful" She moaned in pain. She sat with her eyes closed for a moment, wondering when the three of them would get home. The ringing phone woke her up when the room was already completely dark. She seemed to have fallen asleep after today's events. She stretched, slowly opening her sleepy eyes.

Darell's number appeared on the phone. Sophie answered with a slight smile, knowing that he must be feeling better since he woke up.

"Hi. How are you?" She asked in an incredibly gentle voice, closing her eyes and imagining him standing in front of her.

"Better... but still too far from you" He purred sexily into the phone.

"Hmmm.... Who knows, maybe you'll be able to come back tomorrow" 

"How so? What did you do?" His tone quickly became serious. It seemed like Noah hadn't called him, because their conversation would have been much different now.

"Drastic measures... Maybe you will hold it against me, but I got rid of your mother. If she has any common sense, she should be on her way to France" Sophie answered honestly. "I know it's none of my business and I shouldn't interfere, but we need you here whether you want it or not" She explained.

"Sophie, what did you do?" A more assertive voice said on the phone. The girl didn't necessarily want to admit what she had done. She knew he wouldn't be happy with this turn of events. 

"We'll talk about it when you come back" She tried to end the conversation.

"Wait a minute" He interrupted. She heard the laptop clicking. He obviously had some business to attend to, which would be the perfect excuse for her to end the conversation.

When she heard her voice on the phone, she immediately turned pale.

"Darell, turn it off, please" She didn't want him to see it.

"Don't you dare hang up" He threatened while listening to the recording. Sophie sighed heavily. She put it on speakerphone and went to her bed to lie down. She placed her phone next to the pillow she hugged and waited patiently.

Her heart was beating faster and faster, not knowing whether he would be proud of her or furious for throwing her mother out without his consent. The recording finally ended and there was only silence. 

"Does it hurt a lot?" A cold, low voice was heard in the receiver.

"Not anymore" She replied quietly.

"Hmmmm" A growl of dissatisfaction came from his chest. "Sophie... I just can't with you. I want you in my apartment. Now" He demanded firmly.

"But it's already late"

"You have 10 minutes. I'll call to check" The call has ended.

Sophie jumped out of bed, not knowing whether to take it seriously or not. After all, he wasn't here but... actually, when he said that, she was glad that he wanted to have her at his apartment.

She put on a long, thin sweater and, with the phone in her hand, walked quickly to his apartment.

At first, she found it strange that there was always someone at the reception desk, regardless of the hour. Only later, when she found out that Darell's apartment was there, everything became clear.

As she entered, as usual, she greeted the man with a bow of her head and entered the elevator. Standing in front of the door, she punched in the new code and went inside. She looked around, noticing that the apartment looked like new.

Sophie entered the bedroom and seeing the changed, perfectly arranged bedding, a smile appeared on her face. Noah took care of everything at lightning speed.

Looking at the wardrobe, she smiled cheekily. She chose one of his shirts, put it on and climbed onto the bed, waiting patiently for the call.

When it started ringing, Sophie propped the phone on the pillow and lay on her stomach in front of it, resting her head in her hands and swinging her legs happily. This way she could hide her scratched, swollen cheek at least a little. She saw her handsome boss with a very menacing expression. 

"Show me" He ordered hoarsely. Sophie, with wide eyes, denied with her head. 

"I saw the video. Show me" He still had some patience, but he was slowly losing it.

"If you've seen it, there's nothing to show. As you can see, I'm here. Since I fulfilled your earlier order, allow me to go to sleep" She wanted to end it quickly, seeing what he meant.

"Don't you dare..." He threatened. Sophie made a sad face without looking at her phone. Seeing this, Darell ran a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself down.

"Will I find out what happened later?" He asked in a slightly calmer voice, looking at her carefully. He noticed that she was wearing his shirt and her long, smooth legs were swinging calmly. His mood improved a little, but not for long.

"I'll tell you everything when the case is closed" She glanced innocently at him, knowing that she was supposed to receive an answer from the prosecutor on paper tomorrow. 

"So be it" He replied coldly, ending the conversation abruptly.

Sophie stared at the phone in surprise. She felt regret and disappointment welling up.

Had she upset him so much that he didn't want to see her anymore? Couldn't they talk about something else? How did he feel? How is Diana? What about the investment? Does he miss her?...

Sophie swallowed hard, laying her head on the pillow. Maybe she miscalculated her feelings a bit too much... Thinking about what would happen when he returned, she slowly began to fall asleep. However, she didn't know that she would meet her boss sooner than she could have expected.

After 2 a.m., the apartment door slowly opened. Darell walked in with a grim face. Without looking around the apartment, he went straight to the shower. A moment later he came out in only his boxers and looked towards his bed where a certain beauty was sleeping, unaware of anything. The lamp at the table, which she must have forgotten to turn off, illuminated her swollen, scratched cheek.

Darell sat down on the bed next to her and gently placed his hand on her injured cheek. All the anger and frustration disappeared with just one touch. He carefully took her into his arms and hugged her tenderly, kissing her on the top of her head.

"What should I do with you" He whispered, closing his eyes, feeling a peaceful sleep coming. The better sleep must have been good for both of them, because they didn't wake up until seven o'clock. What was the surprise on Sophie's face when she noticed that she was in someone's strong embrace.

"We have something to discuss, Miss Sophie" Feeling that she had woken up, he whispered sexily in her ear, sending shivers down her body. 

"Darell? When did you come back? I don't know what's going on with your mother yet, mmmm...." When she turned to him, wanting to see him, the man grabbed the back of her head and, without waiting a second longer, plunged into a passionate kiss.

He was hungry for her luscious lips, which he now bit eagerly, hearing her satisfied purrs. He grabbed her waist and pulled her on top of him, getting under her to have better access to the wonderful buttocks that he had been craving for a long time.

Sophie broke the juicy kiss, looking into eyes full of passion. His hands squeezed her ass and pressed her harder against his aroused part, purring low.

"Damn it Darell" Sophie, very aroused, started kissing him again, grinding against him, making him moan. He spun them around, positioning himself above the sexy looking Sophie. He slowly rubbed against her, looking straight into her eyes. He gently stroked her cheek with his hand.