He reciprocated, raising his glass as well with a pleasing smile. Bralle turned to the Bartender. "Thank you." She called, tapping him gently on the arm."It's my pleasure ma'am." He replied, smiling excitedly, thrilled by the feel of her touch.Bralle smiled sweetly and left the bar. Instead of settling for her old seat, she changed her position and sat a few cabana's away from Paige, granting her a closer view to whatever they would be doing and a far view of her admirer who still had his eyes on her.She sat down slowly and rested her back gently on the seat. She blew a soft kiss to her admirer and he reciprocated immediately."Finally a vacation I'm having plenty of fun at." She giggled.Bralle saw a waiter shambling across the pool after speaking and receiving something from her admirer across the pool. She twitched her lips into a smile and waited."Hello ma'am, Mr. Darwin over there, asked that I deliver this to you." He said, handing her a business card."Oh," she started. "Tha
He pushed the bodies behind the curtain and forcefully pulled the curtain close, shielding the bodies. He rushed to the bedrooms and quickly threw two blankets at different locations, covering the blood from the bullet holes before letting Paige in.She stepped in with the gruff looking man right on her tail. Dakar cleared his throat. "We're leaving right away." He said to her surprise and pulled open one of the boxes lying close to the center table. "Are you done with your meeting?" Paige asked, noting the coat and hat on one of the chairs. Her eyes scanned the room slowly, the curtain cord was broken, yet the curtain was forcefully pulled to cover god-knows what. There were blankets on the floor which seemed inappropriate to her. Her eyes rested on the edge of one of the blankets and she immediately noted a minute red liquid. She carefully kicked a little part of the blanket aside with her foot, making sure not to be seen and she saw more red liquid, blood!She gasped, swallowing
"I'm still mad at him though." Paige said watching Bralle load another gun with bullets before handing it over to her."What?" She asked, startled."Take it. You know how to use one, don't you?""Of course not." She pushed Bralle's hand away."Have it Paige." Bralle brought it back. "You might need it eventually. Just don't shoot at me." She giggled. "So, why are you mad at your man?"She asked just as Paige took the gun from her."He was with someone else." Came the grumpy reply. "He was with some other woman." Paige added, leaning her head on the back of the sofa. "What.....that.....that does not sound possible at all. How. Wait, he was with someone else while you were together?"Paige sighed. "No, that's not it. But, he....... he was with someone else while he was still throwing advances at me." She whined like a little girl that got robbed of her favorite toy.Bralle stifled a laughter. The whining and drama, finally making sense to her. "And when you started dating?""I think the
Paige felt a hand go round her waist. The sweet smell of wood mixed with berries and saffron passed her nostrils..She sighed sweetly, Eyes still half shut."Simon." She murmured."Sunflower." He hummed back, his nose in her hair, taking in the fragrance that always excite his nostrils. Paige spun over, and searched his face in the semi darkness of the room. "You came back to me, in one piece." She moved her hands around his body. Are you okay?""Yes." He replied."Can I turn on the bedside lamp?" "Yes ma'am."She pulled the switch and the faint light came on. "Did you rest well?""Yes, the cook took care of me like I was a baby and she tended to my wounds as well. I saw my new phone and I don't know how, but you got back my SIM card?"Simon nodded. "I retrieved it from a garbage can on the streets." He explained. "Thank you so much." She squeezed his arm gently in reply."Again, I was told I've been moved to the master's bedroom and I've been thinking what I did to get such an early
His hand went to her neck, the thumb grazing the delicate bones along her jawline. His jet-black eyes blazed into hers. "The question should be, am I worthy of you? You're a queen, Sunflower. Royalty." Lowering his head, he moved closer. "Permission requested to kiss you," he murmured above her mouth.Her arms curved around his strong neck as she rose on tiptoe, flashing a sweet smile "Permission granted," she breathed into his mouth only seconds before he covered hers in a slow, drugging kiss.His demanding lips caressed hers and Paige opened her mouth, receiving the full force of his passion. His hands eased down her spine to her hips, pulling her to him until she felt the source ofhis passion, his maleness, searching against her middle. It ended quickly, both of them breathing heavily.It was only a kiss, but Paige felt as if he had stripped her naked and taken her body.Picking up the watermelon on the table, she walked past him and out of the house. closing the glass door behind
Paige surrendered to Simon Kentley. He kissed her mouth, lingered lovingly, achingly, over her breasts and flat abdomen, then brushed his lips over her soft, silky sex that had become a smoldering flame, bringing forth its own sweet and feminine fragrance and moisture.She clenched and unclenched her teeth and hands. What was happening to her was real, not a dream. The man making love to her was real, not an illusion.She tried but couldn't stop the little whimpers of desire from escaping, and she arched as his tongue swept over the tiny nub hidden with the folds of her femininity. Without warning, the explosions rocked her womb. What started out as small ripples became waves that swelled, shattered until she cried out with the magical force which took her, body and mind, beyond herself, lifting her higher and higher until she was thrust beyond reality.She returned and Simon gathered her gently to his chest. Paige could not move or talk. Her heart raced uncontrollably as she clung to
"Does it give you a thrill to know that you have that much power over me, Paige Patterson?" Simon asked.She shook her head. "No, Simon. It doesn't give me a thrill. It's very comforting to know what I feel for you is reciprocated," she confessed, feeling as if the tight fist around her heart had been released. "You don't know how comforting that is.""I'll never hurt you........""Don't," she urged, placing her fingers over his mouth. "Never say never, Simon." Her mouth replaced her fingers. "Let's just enjoy what we have."He crushed her body to his, his hands cupping the slim roundness of her hips. He settled her against the cradle of his maleness, making her more than aware of the power of his desire.Paige pressed her open mouth to his and there was a sweet intimacy that had not been there before. It was soul-searching and satisfying. The World stopped spinning on its axis as Paige and Simon offered each other a glimpse of paradise in Simon's Lakeview apartment on the lake.It was
Simon's hands dropped and he pushed them into the pockets of his slacks. He turned away rather than let Paige witness his full-blown "Don't ever say that to me again, Sunflower. Don't tell me who to sleep with" Her jaw dropped. "I didn't tell you who to sleep with."He turned back to her, lips thinning. "And don't play word games with me. You can't possibly hope to win." Her temper rose, meeting his. "And don't you dare try to put words in my mouth, Simon Kentley. I know what I said.""How do you know what you've said when you don't even know what you want?"He started to walk away, but Paige reached out, catching the front of his shirt. "What's that supposed to mean?"He rounded on her. "Anything you want it to mean. Now, will you please let go of my shirt." She released it, and he glanced down at the crumpled part of his shirt that she was holding on to earlier. "It looks as if I'm deformed, Sunflower."She stared at the unsightly roughness of his shirt. Her hand shot out, trying
A gorgeous hostess led them upstairs to a quieter VIP bar that overlooked the stage and dance floor below. They were shown to a small seating area by the balcony and settled at a table hugged by two half-moon velvet sofas. The hostess propped a beverage menu in the center and said, "Your drinks are on the house. Enjoy your evening.""Wow!" Ugo whistled. "We scored.""I think that hawker recognized you from one of your court cases. Because how the hell are we getting such VIP treatment when we're yet to spend a dime." Daisy said out loud."Wouldn't that rock." Ugo grinned. "Or it could be the chef guy.... That dude is full of surprises. I've gotten too many gifts than I can't count since I met him. Yet, he's not interested in hitting this ass." "He could be pretending." Daisy fixed in. "Or taking it slow. The good old ways. He might be hoping to win you over thoroughly before making a move. In order words, he wants you to....""Loose my damn guard. Mmmm, not happening, not gonna happ
"Look what I brought you." Daisy said instead of arguing. She pulled the champagne bottle and the chocolates and crackers out of the paper bag. "I'm not quite sure how cold the champagne is anymore, but we still have to drink it. And I heroically saved all of them, including the chocolates and crackers from the guy I was stuck in the elevator with, so we’d better enjoy them.""Well, of course we still have to drink that champagne. Give me that." Ugo grabbed the hotel water glasses as Daisy pulled the foil off the champagne bottle. "I can’t believe you were stuck in the elevator all that time. And why weren’t you texting me back. Was your battery out?" "Okay, there’s a story there, but let’s toast to you first before I get into all of that." Daisy twisted the metal lid open and pulled out the cork with a gentle pop. After she poured a healthy amount into each of their glasses, she held hers up. "To Ugo Chike, the first black female partner at Jade and Judy, in over ten years. To a br
"I've been doing fine for years now. Please just go back to wherever you're coming from and let me be."Brett moved over to her and crotched down opposite her. "Go on a date with me, over the weekend."Daisy burst into laughter. "Is this guy a joke or something." She asked rhetorically, loud enough to Brett's hearing. "No.""Come on.....""I'm not going on any godforsaken date with you Mr Lexington. Not in your wildest dream.""Okay." he said pushing two open hands forward to calm her down. "Go to a fundraiser with me then. Technically, I wanted you to be my plus-one at the fundraiser organized by the Mayor over the weekend and maybe we could go on a date afterwards. But since you said no date, let's go to the fundraiser together." He offered."No.""Daiz. I promise you, if after the fundraiser, you decide that you don't want to be see me ever again. I won't bother you. Just this once, please?"Daisy became calm for a moment. She looked up at his angelic face and watched him flash a s
CHAPTER 1"What time do you even plan on getting here. Are you sure you're still coming?" Daisy listened to Ugo whine over the phone."I'm all dressed up already. You'll see me soon, I promise. I just had a really stressful day at work and I had to make a quick stop at home to get into a more comfortable footwear." she tried explaining. Pushing the door of her walk-in closet close, she pulled a black leather jacket across her black singlet, sat on the bed and bent low to buckle her sandals when she heard Ugo's next words."You're changing footwear? Don't tell me you plan on wearing any of those boring flat sandals of yours.""Something wrong my flats?" "Really, you're going to ask me that." Ugo boiled."We're going out to celebrate for crying out loud. You have to look the part. Put on a pair of those gorgeous Louboutins you got there. Why do you splash so much money on exotic footwear when you don't wear them.""Hello, are you forgetting something? You're forgetting that you make me
Dear Reader,Thank you so much for doing this journey with us.Simon, Paige and myself are grateful for your love, votes, comments, referrals and kind wishesSadly, we've come to the end of this beautiful love story. You all would agree with me that Paige is one hell of a lucky lady a d Simon is so blessed to have her.If you enjoyed their love story, then you would love my second book, "YOU ARE MINE FOR KEEPS." The next few pages are free chapters from the new book. You can check them out❤️~A Hopeless RomanticChristabelradiance xoxo
Paige was more shaken than she cared to admit. Somehow she did not expect Stefan to openly confess his infidelity. She had thought perhaps he would attempt to deny it."Why, Stefan?"He reached for her hands, but she pulled them out of his reach. "Why, Paige? Because you were always so unapproachable. There were times when you turned me on, made me so hot that I thought I was going to explode... and ......... and then you would just put up that damned 'don't touch me' shield. And when you did that I had to have someone else. Any woman.""You're a liar, Stefan. Why didn't you tell me that you wanted me?"He managed a winning smile. "I guess way back in my head I wanted to save you for marriage."Paige's smile was cynical and sinister. "It's too bad you didn't save Aurora, because I'm history, Stefan Riley."She stood up, holding her glass. Stefan never had time to react when she walked to his side and emptied the glass in his lap.She replaced the glass on the table, smiling. "That shou
The next morning, Paige woke up to an empty bed. Simon didn't come in throughout the night and she was just too stubborn to go to him. She sighed, had a quick shower and left to grab a quick coffee in the kitchen. Veronica was prepping their breakfast when she showed up and she took two biscuits from the freshly baked ones and cup of coffee."Have a nice day Mrs. Veronica." She called."You too ma. But won't you eat something better than just biscuits? I'm baking banana bread." She called after Paige."Yummy, keep some for me. I'll be back in a couple of hours." She replied from the living room. She scanned the house and saw no trace of Simon. Gulping down her coffee and biscuits she rushed to the kitchen to wash the cup but it was taken by Veronica. "I'll do that ma'am." She offered. "Thank you so much." She grabbed her phone and sent Simon a quick text telling him where she was headed before opening the door. Nicon appeared almost immediately, neatly dressed and ready to go wher
They floated together, each motion smooth and fluid as if the music had been choreographed just for them and them alone. Unspoken whispers and desires raced back and forth, telegraphing a savage hunger, a desperate need. Their bodies were in perfect harmony. Paige needed and Simon fed her.The desire to share her body with Simon Kentley surpassed all reason and common sense. But at that moment common sense was what Paige lacked most. She wanted to experience the waves of ecstasy he had given her earlier; she wanted the peace Simon offered, and in turn she would give him the love he sought from a woman.The musical selection ended and Simon led Paige through the throng. The next number was a rocking, upbeat tempo which got everyone to their feet, moving in time to the pounding, driving rhythm.Simon caught Tenor's arm. "We'll be on our way now.""You're leaving?" Tenor asked. Simon nodded, and Paige was as surprised as Tenor. "Give them whatever they want," he informed Tenor."You're
Fiona boldly walked up to them and flashed a smile."Who the hell let this pest in for god's sake." Simon swore under his breath making Paige giggle. "Hi Mr. Kentley." Fiona started with her annoying voice. "Miss Ruben, how are you?" Simon called coldly but Fiona did not seem to notice the coldness in his voice. "I'm managing to survive." She replied. Leaning forward, she peered at Paige. "Hi there, it's you again." She smiled "Won't you introduce us officially Mr. Kentley. I mean we're all here because of her." She said, draping her arm on Simon's hand.He gently removed her arm. "Miss Ruben, this is Paige Patterson, my girlfriend."A frown marred Fiona's beautiful face. "Your girlfriend." She murmured in annoyance."Fiona's father is a business pal of my dad's," Simon stated, deliberately ignoring Fiona. "This woman is no fucking girlfriend of yours!" Fiona shouted.Paige reacted as if she had been shot. Fiona's voice was strident, hysterical. Heads turned in their direction.Sim