Luke called his grandpa but strangely, he didn’t accept his call. What was going on? This was now getting on his nerves. He couldn’t afford to waste his time waiting to know what was going on. It would be best if he switched off his phone for a while. Switching off his phone, he walked back to the villa. Even from a distance, he could see Brynne waiting for him. It seemed she had served herself more champagne in his absence. Could he expect her to be wilder and more experimental tonight? He couldn’t wait to find out. Staying away from women hadn’t bothered him for ten years, but now, even a few hours of abstinence was driving him crazy. It was only for Brynne. Her ripe, curvy body attracted him like a magnet. She looked up to see him return. “Was it something urgent?” He shrugged and joined her on the sofa, picking up his sub to munch. “Grandpa didn’t take my call. I’ll find out later. What’s the hurry?” Brynne finished her lunch and watched him munch his. “You look tense. Are you
The air between them was electric. Brynne couldn’t help the frantic beating of her heart as he lowered his face and embedded himself between her legs. “F*cking hell! You’re soaking.” His fingers and mouth worked in tandem on her glistening se*. Brynne fisted her hands in his hair to get a grip on her senses. She could feel a desperation in his behavior tonight. It seemed as if he couldn’t get enough of her. “Oh!” she panted as Luke continued to circle and tease her cl*t, the sound of her arousal hanging in the air. Her body already seemed to know how to respond to him. She was on the brink of a release when he pulled his fingers out and raised his head to wink at her. “What the f*ck, Luke?” She was mad at him. Feeling frustrated, she wanted to punish him, but she flopped back on the pillow, still panting heavily. “What’s the hurry, Brynne? We have all night. Don’t you want me to get rid of these hindrances?” He gestured to his clothes, stripping out of his shirt first. Brynne sm
Lucien strode into his en-suite with Brynne, eager to plunge himself into her again. He had been edgy since the erotic encounter earlier. The dip in the ocean hadn’t helped, and now he was like a walking erection. Unless he got Brynne out of his head, he couldn’t switch on his phone or get any work done. He placed her down and walked into the shower cubicle while Brynne washed her face at the vanity.Staring at his reflection, Luke was stunned by his reaction to Brynne. His d*ck was painfully hard, and he needed an immediate respite. How did this deal get so complicated? From a no-strings-attached se* deal, it had turned into something he couldn’t figure out. How did his needs not get satiated even after having se* with her repeatedly? One moment he wanted to spend just the night with her while the next he wanted to spend a lifetime of se* with her. How could that be possible? He had no wish to get into a relationship with a random stranger who was his employee as well. It was there
In an instant, Luke had stripped off his clothes. He was too delirious to notice the sad smile on her face. Her gaze fell to his rock-solid erection and a tremor of need went up her body. Despite the soreness, she wanted him again.“I’ll be gentle, baby.” He eased her onto her back and caged her with his arms and legs. Before she could react, he rained kisses on her lips, her jaw, and the soft column of her neck. His deft fingers eased the clothes off her body. She was wearing nothing underneath the dress. “You’re such a tease.” His hands roamed her body, pausing to stroke her taut nipples. It wasn’t enough, and he dipped his head to capture them into his fiery hot mouth. His tongue teased them, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. His fingers traced down her stomach, around her bellybutton, and over her hips downwards. “God, Brynne. Do you know how much you turn me on every time?” Brynne smiled sadly, her heart heavy with longing. If he liked her so much, why was he breaking off wi
Lucien strode down the promenade with purpose, flanked by his bodyguards, towards his grandpa’s suite. Oblivious to the curious looks he received from the passengers on board, he braced himself for his grandpa’s wrath. He should have spoken to his grandpa earlier instead of getting carried away. “When did Grandpa arrive here?” He glanced at Grant, the bodyguard nearest to him. “Two hours ago, Mr. Sylvester. Fitzgerald was trying to contact you.” He nodded, knowing his mistake. But he was answerable to no one, not even to his grandpa. The situation he was currently in was mostly because of his grandpa. If he hadn’t forced Lucien to marry Celine, the circumstances would have been completely different today. “Is Grandpa in his room?” Of course, he knew the answer. Benson Sylvester hated his cruise ships, but boarding one of them was the only way to catch hold of his grandson. Therefore, he never explored the ship and mostly preferred staying in his suite. To him, the family business
Brynne stirred, feeling a throbbing pain between her legs. Her whole body felt mowed down, and she winced as she tried to move. It woke her up, and she glanced around the room. There was no sign of Luke. She looked at the other side of the bed. It didn’t look slept-in either. Where was he? Hadn’t he slept at night? Had he spent the night somewhere else? Was it over between them?Still perplexed, she rose and staggered to the washroom to freshen up. The pain between her legs worsened with movement. It was the worst way to start the New Year. The party din outside had died down after disturbing her all night long. There was a knock on the suite's main door and her heartbeats raced in apprehension. Who could it be? Surely, Luke had a spare set of keys. She couldn't race to the door even if she tried. Brynne slowly emerged from the washroom when the main door clicked open. Her heart swelled with happiness. Luke was here! He hadn’t left her! She limped towards the door of the bedroom to
Daniella gripped Brynne’s shoulders to drill some sense into her head. “Can you face the wrath of all females for sleeping with the boss? He’s a womanizer, Brynne. He used you and left you. Did you think you were his real girl or something?” Brynne blinked to grasp her friend’s agitated speech. Boss? Who was the boss? How could Luke be their boss? She extricated herself from her hold and placed the food on the coffee table nearby. “You're not making sense, Dani. Luke offered me a fake dating deal to ward off his would-be fiancée on this trip. I agreed, and that’s all. Which boss are you talking about? Benson Sylvester? Why am I repeatedly being paired with him? He’s fit to be my grandfather.” Daniella gaped at her clueless friend. Was she that naïve to not recognize Lucien Sylvester, their boss? “Are you crazy? Why would they pair you with Benson Sylvester? He isn’t the boss anymore. Lucien Sylvester is our new boss.” She shook her head in disappointment. “Don’t you know who your Lu
“What are you doing here, Adam?” Brynne gritted out, her eyes flashing fire at the sight of the cause of all her worries. If he hadn’t betrayed her, none of this would have happened. She wouldn’t have been forced to leave the job she had worked so hard for. Adam hung his head in shame. “Can I come inside, please?” Brynne stared at the change in his demeanor. What was up with him now? “No, you can tell me what you want.” He hesitated, looking around him. He could see his boss’ bodyguard still hovering around. Mustering up all his courage, he looked Brynne in the eye. “I’m sorry for whatever happened, Brynne. Believe me, I didn’t want to hurt you. I fell in love with Miranda and I couldn’t muster the courage to tell you. I panicked. Please, can you forgive me? We can be friends like before. You know we never loved one another. Ours wasn’t a perfect relationship,” he rambled on apologetically while Brynne watched him in silence. “Why are you here? I know my forgiveness doesn’t matter
Brynne calmed her jumpy nerves as she considered his question. Her dream wedding would be in a place like the Royal Villa, far away on a secluded island. But that was an impossible dream, right? “What difference does it make? I’ll have a church wedding with you.” Their order arrived and Brynne sipped her café latte in peace. She could sense Luke’s restless gaze on her, but refused to meet his eye. “Still, I need to know.” He glared at her impatiently. Why couldn’t she answer a simple question?“When I marry for real, I’ll consider it. As of now, let’s have it your way.” She sat calmly while Luke felt his blood boil at the thought of someone else marrying her for real.“I want to know. So, tell me your thoughts on a perfect wedding. What will make you happy?” He watched her eyes widen as she focused on the red rose adorning their table. “A real wedding with the man I love on a deserted island is what I dream of. I’d love a wedding at a place like the Royal Villa! Maybe someday I’ll
Brynne lay in her room, wondering if Luke would seek her out tonight. After dinner, he received a conference call and disappeared into his study for hours. The children went to their wing and Brynne returned to her room, too. Ever since she had been trying to get some sleep but her heart jumped at every little noise echoing around. She had almost dozed off when she heard the main door open and Luke enter the eerily quiet suite. She could feel him hover outside her door for a few minutes before walking away to his bedroom. Brynne released the breath she was holding and closed her eyes finally. Maybe he wouldn’t touch her before signing the prenuptial. As if she would ever demand anything from him! The next morning, Brynne had just got ready for work when Luke came striding into her room. “What the hell! Can’t you knock? We aren’t married yet.” His eyes swept over her, taking in her work clothes. Without a word, he picked up the suitcase, yet to be unpacked, and walked out. Brynne
Lucien saw red the moment his eyes fell on Adam. He hadn’t believed his ears when Grant had updated him about Brynne’s association with her ex. “F*ck off, Carter!” he gritted out at his employee, determined to sack him now. Adam hoisted himself, shocked to see his boss in front of him. It was so sudden; he was at a loss for words. Luke watched him leave and kicked the door shut before facing a trembling Brynne. “What the hell is going on here, Brynne? How can you get back with him in my absence? Can’t you live without f*cking that as*hole?” He leaned over her menacingly while Brynne stepped back, shocked by his accusations. “You’re mistaken, Luke. All my friends were here to celebrate our engagement.” Luke scoffed instead of believing her. “I saw only Carter. He was here last night too with red roses for you. What was he doing here with red roses, Brynne?” He gripped her by the shoulders in a fit of rage Brynne gaped at him, now realizing why his Bentley was always parked opposit
Brynne hadn’t known she had been being watched since last evening. After Adam left, she was busy with the packing. The entire house had to be sealed for a year so that it wouldn’t be very dusty when she returned. It was a monumental task. When after an hour, she couldn’t complete, she gave up and declined Grant. Strangely, he didn’t argue. In the morning, when she emerged from her house, her glance fell on Luke’s Bentley parked opposite. Didn’t Grant leave last night? She was getting late for work and there was no time to speculate. Maybe she would find out in the evening. There was chaos in the office when she walked in. While everyone else gave her jealous looks, Julia came rushing to hug her. From the excited look on her face, Brynne knew what the stir was all about. Adam might have spilled the beans and announced her engagement to all at the office. “Brynne, congratulations, girl! I knew it.” Julia reached her and pulled her into a bear hug. Brynne laughed at her enthusiasm. Sh
Brynne shoved Luke away, not in the least intimidated by him. He needed her more than she did. She could sell her house, pay off her debts, and leave the country to start afresh. She didn’t need to go through this humiliation. “I’m not afraid of your threats, Luke. If you try anything with me, I’ll opt out of your deal. You can find someone else.” He watched her for a second, surprised by her counter-attack. He couldn’t believe she meant that. “You can’t do that. You need the money.” She scoffed and shook her head. “No, I don’t. I can sell this house and pay my debts. I don’t need to be your se* slave for it.” Luke frowned, feeling a little upset by her announcement. Was he the only one who needed her? He couldn’t accept that at all. It hurt his already inflated ego to think she didn’t need him the way he did. “And the job? I’m sure you’ll need that to survive.” “No, I’ll find many more like it.” She held his shocked gaze, a sense of victory spreading all over her. “What if you d
Brynne didn’t get a minute to gather her thoughts. Luke’s proposal was so sudden that he didn’t give her a minute to decide. The doorbell buzzed, and an attendant brought them dinner. “Come and join me for dinner.” Luke’s mood had suddenly improved as he pulled out a chair for her. Was it because she agreed to marry him? “Thank you.” She settled in her chair, still grappling with reality. What had she agreed to? Was she making a mistake? But there was no going back now. His offer was too good to resist. She needed that money badly. Or it would take her years to clear the debts. It was just a matter of a year, right? What harm would one year of contract marriage do to her? She had already lost her virginity to him willingly. “What’s wrong? Having second thoughts?” He gave her a suspicious look as he served himself. “I’m not giving you an option to back out, Brynne. The engagement will happen tomorrow and the wedding this weekend.” Brynne felt dizzy. Why was he rushing it? “Can’t we
Brynne stood on the open terrace to get some fresh air. She couldn’t understand Luke’s motive for asking her to stay over. Was it only to insult her? His jabs didn’t escape her attention. She was just trying to help. What made him so bitter against her? He wasn’t this way on the ship.She stared into the darkness ahead, watching the city light up like sparkling jewels on a necklace. Up above her, the stars twinkled and the balmy air enveloped her like a blanket. Were her parents up there watching over her? Did they see how lonely she was in this world?What was she doing with her life? She couldn’t recognize this Brynne anymore. Shouldn’t she be at her own house like every other employee in Sylvester’s? What was she doing at the boss’s house? How would she face the others at work? Surely they would come to know of it. Would anyone believe she had no hand in this? Would anyone believe she didn’t sleep with him this time?Brynne sighed and turned to go inside. Now that Leonardo was bett
Lucien followed Lucas to the children’s wing, with Brynne hot on his heels. He knew how much his children hated the women in his life. He had therefore stopped bringing them home long ago. Recently, Aubrey was the only one who refused to listen to logic and always arrived unannounced. The children hated her with a vengeance, and they had an ample reason behind it. Aubrey always misbehaved with them, calling them many names. He would have taught her a lesson if she weren’t his grandpa’s friend’s daughter.“Will Leo be okay, Dad? I’m so scared.” Lucien focused his attention on his son, feeling a little guilty for neglecting them lately. He had become too dependent on his grandpa, but not anymore. Once the court case settled down and he won their custody, he would make it up to them.“Don’t be scared, buddy. We’ll take care of Leo. I’m sure he’ll be better in no time.” He understood Lucas’s condition. The twins looked up at Leonardo as their guardian, parent, and idol. He was their ever
Brynne watched the car speed towards Central Park instead of the airport. Was this some kind of joke? Why would Luke want her to go to the iconic park with her luggage? She patiently waited to reach her destination before voicing her thoughts. The car reached 57th Street, and she frowned at the luxurious skyscrapers on Billionaires’ Row. Why was she here? Brynne couldn’t wait any longer. She turned to Grant, who was busy talking to the chauffeur. “Why am I here, Grant? I thought we were heading to the airport.” “I have no idea, Miss. I’m just following Mr. Sylvester’s instructions.” The car entered the enormous gates of an iconic skyscraper. Central Park TerracesBrynne’s head swam at the grandeur of the building. She felt totally out of place. Why was she here? Who lived in such a grand place? She didn’t want to think of the obvious, her heart panicking at the thought. “Grant, can I go home, please?” “No, Ms. Emerson. This is Mr. Sylvester’s home, and he wants you here.” It was