Playing Games

DOMINIC

The quietness coupled with the dim lights in the room caused a little frown to form on my forehead. As I closed the front door and scanned the room ahead, I ended the phone conversation I was having with my secretary.

“Ruby.” I took slow strides into the living room, and as I moved, the illumination in the room increased. “Anyone around?” I unbuttoned my suit and took it off. “Gr... Miss Sands!”

Before I knew what was going on, a smile was on my lips and my mind conjured an image of Miss Sands’ pretty face.

But then, I can’t deny the fact that I am more than attracted to that woman.

I am a good-looking man, no doubt. I cannot help my irresistibility either. I have had women swoon over me over the years and I learnt to live with the attention that comes with being attractive.

But even with the number of women that badly wished for my attention, I found that I was hardly interested. Every woman I met or encountered was almost the same to me.

Even if the women were the pre