Carter was sitting in his massive black chair waiting for his fiancée to return. He had been waiting for over an hour. He caught himself worrying about the tiny woman with red locks. Where did she go? Who is she with? Is she okay?

He didn't like to worry about her. Trying to convince himself that he's just worried about his company, he threw his papers across the table. For some reason he couldn't focus on his work. If she doesn't come home soon, he will go out there and find her.

"Carter?" The voice he had been waiting to hear finally erupted his ears.

"Where have you been?" He snapped as Tori walked into the living room. "I've been sitting here waiting for you, for at least for an hour."

Tori was confused by his rage.

"I went to the park with James."

Carter felt his blood boil. He can't stand that little sh*t anymore, he's going to interfere with this whole f*cking thing.

"I'm not comfortable with you seeing him anymore." He stated.

"Excuse me?" Her tone was sharp and filled with anger.

Carter clenched his jaw. "You heard what I said."

Tori dropped her purse and walked towards the powerful man standing across the room.

"You made me sign a paper, stating that I could have relations with who I please. Are you going against the contract?" She stared hard into his eyes. "I can change my mind about marrying you."

He bent down to her level, and smiled sheepishly.

"You wouldn't do that, you need this marriage just as bad as I do."

Her face turned red with anger, it took everything she had not to yell but he's making it extremely hard.

"I will continue to see him. He's sweet and makes me laugh."

Carter was p*ssed beyond belief. He wanted to drive to that little sh*ts house and deal with him properly. He was pissed that Tori had worn such an outfit to go see him, in her high waisted shorts that ended right under her a*s. Her white crop top made with lace and a small piece of fabric under it to contain her small breast. Her almost flat stomach looked so perfect.

"I think it would be best if you go to your room." His voice was hushed. "And remember you're my fiancé."

********

James couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. His Tori is living with Mr.Johnson? He had followed her to the bus stop, he watched that man pull a gun out on her and how she handle the situation. His anger was trying to get the best of him, that is until a light flickered on in the other room. He watched as his lovely tori undressed. His jeans felt like they were suffocating him. The thought of touching her washed his anger away and instead replaced it with pure lust. He grabbed himself in his ripped jeans as she peeled her boy shorts off along with her white laced bra. He pumped his hand up and down, faster and faster as she bent down to pick up her short pajama shorts. As she pulls them up her legs he releases himself in his hands. He can't wait until the day his tori can do this for him. Quickly wiping his hands off on an old T in his floor board he slowly pulled out of the long drive way.

Carter closed the living room blinds after the pervert drove off. He knew exactly who it was, he's seen that car parked in the lot of his club for three years. He was definitely going to kill this guy the first chance he gets.

Before heading up to his room, he stopped in front of Tori's door and clench his fist until his knuckles turned white.

"Tori?" He called out.

"Yeah?" She opened her bedroom door.

She has no idea what just happened outside, and Carter is too disgusted to let her know. She wouldn't believe him anyways.

"I'm heading to bed. Goodnight."

She smiled sweetly at the man.

"Good night Carter."

The suns rays broke through the sky and landed in Carters room, shining on his face. Opening his eyes to see what caused the sudden bright light, he curses under his breath. He has to get curtains to cover these bamboo blinds, for two reason. The sun and perverts. As he stood up from his bed the smell of bacon filled his noise. Curious as to why the smell would be coming from his house, he follows the smell.

The beautiful scent of bacon led him to his kitchen where he found the beautiful red haired woman is short shorts and a baggy shirt dancing around his kitchen cooking.

"Oh sh*t. You scared me." She laughed looking up and down at the the CEO.

He smirked realizing that she's gawking at him while he's shirtless. As last night replays in his head, his smirk fell from his lips.

"Don't dance around my kitchen wearing sh*t like that." He snapped.

Her eyes went wide at his sudden outburst. What's wrong with what she's wearing?

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap. I got informed that there's a peeping tom around this area. I just don't want some perv checking you out while you're wearing stuff like that." He explains.

He's going to have to put up dark curtains so know one can see in, and now he's going to have to change her uniform so the pervert doesn't get off on her while she's working. His thoughts went back to the dinner they went to last night. He's no better than James, he got off on her too. But he didn't watch her through her window as she changed and got off on that.

"It's okay I understand." She says with a small smile.

He took his pajama pants off and threw them on the kitchen table.

"Good, put those on." He orders pointing to the dark blue and black plaid pants.

"Yes Sir." She jokes walking to the table and picking them up.

Carter smirked as he thought of her calling him sir for other reasons. Feeling like a perv, he pushed the thoughts to the back of his head.

"It smells good in here." He states as he takes a seat at the table.

"Thank you." Tori blushed and sat the plate down in front of her future husband and takes a seat next to him.

"Do you have a pair of black jeans?" Carter asked shoving a strip of bacon in his mouth.

"Tones of them. Why?" She raises her crimson red brow.

What excuse can he use? Maybe he should tell her the truth, but she would think he's crazy.

"I don't want you to wear a skirt to work today." He took a sip of his coffee and looked at her. "I'm changing the uniforms for the club. I want too see what jeans look like." 

He wishes he could just fire the perv, or better yet kill him. He would, but then Tori would get suspicious and upset.

Carter looked even harder at the woman that is making him feel feelings he never thought he could. He doesn't care who she ends up with after him, but he is starting to care about her feelings.

"Okay, sounds good to me." She flashes her perfect white teeth as she smiles.

A low vibrating sound spilled through Tori's pocket in her shorts. She reached down in her shorts to see who the caller was.

"Who is it?" Carter asked taking another drink of his coffee. It's dark and strong, just the way he likes his coffee.

Tori blushed at his question before answering.

"James."

Anger rose inside of Carter. How could that nasty perv call her after what he did last night. He wanted to punch a hole in the guys face.

"Why is he ca-" He was cut off by Tori sticking her finger in the air, before answering.

He narrowed his dark brown eyes at her. That was extremely rude, and Carter doesn't like rude people. He wanted to take the phone out of her hands, and help her remember how powerful he is.

"Hi James." A smile grew on her face. "Yeah I'll meet you there at three."

Carter stood up, grabbing his mug and plate tightly. Where the hell is that f*cking perv taking her?

"Im sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I just got excited for a second." Tori apologizes as Carter walks back to the table.

He doesn't make eye contact with her as he walks away.

"I have to make a call." Is all he says as he disappears around the corner.

*********

Carter pulled out his phone, and dialed his friend's number. It rang a few times before anyone answered.

"Hello?" A deep voice from the other side of the line answered.

"Mike, It's Carter. I have a favor to ask of you."

There was a small chuckle on Mikes line.

"What kind of favor?" Carters friend questions.

Carter explained to the man that he has a thorn sticking its self into his plans. He tells his friend about how James got off on watching Tori through the window, and asked Mike if he could keep tabs on the guy.

"Of course I'll keep eyes on the nasty f*cker. Men like that take things to far."

A chill ran down Carters spine at Mikes words. Tori is going to be seeing him in one hour. She'll be alone with him.

"Carter?" A female voice echoed through his house.

"I'll send you their location once I figure it out." He tells the man on the other side of the phone.

Carter hangs up the phone before exciting his office, and heading towards the room he heard the voice from.

"Mother?" He greets as he walks into the living room.

His mother has a massive smile plastered on her face. His eyes direct towards the couch, where the beautiful deep red haired girl is sitting.

"Who is your friend?" His mother's voice if filled with excitement.

He sighs a deep sigh as Tori stands up to introduce herself.

"Hello Mrs.Johnson, I'm Victoria Walters."

Victoria. Carter thought that name sounded prettier than Tori. Maybe he should start calling her Victoria instead.

"Oh, Victoria. Such a beautiful name to go with such a beautiful face." His mother grabs Tori's hands gently. "I'm Dakota Johnson."

Tori examined the woman's face. Her eyes were the same color as her son's. Her hair is chestnut brown as well, if she didn't have evidence of age on her otherwise flawless face, Tori would of thought that she could be Carters sister.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Tori beams once more.

Carter was pleased that his tiny fiancé was fully clothed, with his mother first impressions are everything.

He studied Tori's choice of an outfit. A mint green dress that ended at her knees, paired with white sandals that wrap around above her ankles. He notices her hair is down, carelessly tossed around so her curls look even more natural than they already are.

"I just wanted to stop by and see if my son wanted to get lunch before he heads off to work. I would love it if you would join us." Mrs.Johnson smiles widely at Tori.

"Mother I just ate, I'm not going to lunch."

Tori saw the sadness in Carter's mother's eyes.

"Actually we'd love to go." Tori smiles at the mother of her fiancé. "Carter is just in a bad mood this morning." She lies.

His mother stands up with a wide smile.

"I'm looking forward to lunch later, I'll see you two soon." She hugs Tori as she stands up from her spot on the couch.

"See you soon." Tori replied.

Carter said goodbye to his mother as she walked out the door.

"So, Victoria." Carter smirks as her actual name falls from his lips. "I like how that sounds more than Tori."

"Well I don't." She blushes. "I'd prefer if you called me Tori."

"Not going to happen, Victoria."

He's done some research on this girl and he saw her name was Victoria, it's just never crossed his mind on how it would sound.

She rolls her eyes in response to what seems like his humor.

"Don't roll your eyes at me Victoria." His voice is low and raspy.

His tone catches her off guard and for a second she felt a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"Don... Don't call me Victoria." She says before stomping off to her room, and shutting the door behind her.