Desire

Chapter 62

"Shh, they will hear us" Neteyam whispers as he's making his way back inside the house, carrying Aneysa in his arms.

Aneysa giggles, "I can't help it" she whispers.

Neteyam closes the door behind him, with the heel of his shoe, as his hands were currently occupied.

"I've still got to show you my last gift I got you" Neteyam says in a low tone, as he's making his way upstairs, Aneysa still in his arms.

"You can show me whilst you're taking this dress off me" Aneysa replies.

Neteyam gives a playful smile and rolls his eyes, knowing Aneysa was slightly drunk from the martinis she drank.

They make their way inside their bedroom, before he lets her down gently on her feet.

Neteyam turns around for a second, to close his bedroom door, only for Aneysa to hold him from his shoulders and turn him around, pulling him in for a kiss.

Of course, Neteyam does not decline. Despite how sudden her move was.

But he pulls away first, "let me show you your gift first. Otherwise once we start, I won't be able to stop."

She frowns and then nods, "I guess you're right."

Neteyam then bends down, taking another box out from under his bed.

Out comes another pastel pink box, again, with a white Chanel ribbon.

"More Chanel? You must really love me" Aneysa says.

Neteyam smiles as he stood up, "yes. I do. Very much. Now open it!"

His excitement was a lot more than the person who was receiving the gift.

She places the box on his desk, as she begins to untie the bow and lets the silk ribbon fall.

Aneysa then lifts up the lid, and does everything gently, yet again.

She may have been slightly drunk, but, she was not out-her-mind drunk.

Aneysa then lifts up a beautiful white dress.
It was a corset, a-line dress, the length being mini, and the sleeves were puffed, off the shoulder. The folds were tightly shaped to fit perfect around her breasts, with a built in bra. Lastly, the fabric was mesh.

"Oh my" Aneysa looks at it as her heart beams. She had never seen such a pretty dress.

"It's nice, right?" Neteyam asks.

"Nice? It's amazing" Aneysa was genuinely thankful to Neteyam.

She then looks at him, "but where could I ever wear this? I mean, it's so expensive and the fabric is very fragile so I don't want to rip it or-"

"To Noah's wedding" Neteyam says.

She looks at him, "you want me to wear.. white?"

He nods.

"Teyam" she looked at him shocked but also quite amused. She did not think he had it in him to be as petty as she was.

"What better way is there, than to turn up and steal the show?" Neteyam shrugs.

"I can't" Aneysa says.

"Oh but you can. And you will. Whilst I'm right by your side, you will do as you please. She chose to steal the man that you were in love with so now, you must steal the show" Neteyam smirks.

This was the side to Neteyam that Aneysa had never seen before and yet, she found it so attractive.

She places the dress back inside the box, putting the lid on top to close it.