Nevaeh heard an insistent pounding at her door. She was back in her old condo and the only people who knew she was there were her father and Blossom since she had come over the first night she came back there.
‘Well, whoever the disturber was maybe he will go away…’ she thought and continued writing on her computer. Still, the pounding increased.
“For God’s sake…” she exclaimed while climbing out of her bed and went to open the door, not bothering to put on a robe to cover up an old t-shirt and a pair of shorts.
If the person was rude enough to disturb her on a Saturday night, then whoever it was could deal with her bedtime apparel. She yanked open the door.
“What do you want at this…?” she snapped before looking up.
 
He brought his mouth down the mounds of her breasts and sucked in the tightened nipple. She arched her back as he continued to massage the aching nipple, reaching down to hold his head close to her body. Aiden nipped at the swollen bud and then licked over the spot, making another moan escape her body. He switched to the other side, giving her other breast equal attention, before continuing his journey down her body. How he’d missed her… He wanted to explore every single inch of her he’d missed out on over the last few days. He reached her stomach and ran his tongue over the satin skin. When Aiden got lower, towards her core, he stopped for a second and looked at her. Nevaeh was the most beautiful woman he’d ever made lov
Their wedding day arrived. None of them wanted to wait too long, considering that 3 days were more than enough to organize a small, private wedding just for them and their families at her father’s estate. Her father’s chauffeur-driven Mercedes arrived promptly at 7 p.m. Nevaeh nervously smoothed her hands down the lines of her white satin wedding dress that belonged to her great-grandmother and was created by a famous French designer in 1955. Her mother wore that dress too and now it was her turn. When he saw his daughter, Skyler cleared his throat and climbed out of the back of the car while Marcus, his driver, stood holding the door open. Nevaeh stood at the top of the steps looking down at her father. Their relationship was still a little awkward but h
Nevaeh (n/a pronounced Nevea) Belmont, the tabloid’s favorite socialite, ex-party girl, stood quietly in the foyer of her condo building, dressed conservatively and trying not to be nervous. It was silly really. She’d charmed heads of state and celebrities. She’d made the world her oyster. But one man still had the power to reduce her to a nervous wreck. Still… Her father’s chauffeur-driven car arrived promptly at 7:35 p.m. Nevaeh normally would have driven herself to the ‘Take A Stand’ Children’s Foundation Gala dinner and silent auction but her father had wanted to speak with her in person before heading for the event. And, this was the only time he had in his extremely busy schedule. Not that she was surprised. So here she was, try
From across the crowded ballroom, Aiden Cargill caught a glimpse of Nevaeh Belmont. The socialite was surrounded by a group of people and didn’t look the way he’d expected her to. They’d never met, though they attended many of the same functions. To be honest, Aiden never really paid that close attention to her until tonight. Maybe it was the way she’d split from Skyler Belmont after he approached her near the entrance. He could sense there was some tension between Nevaeh and her father. In her photos, she appeared too thin and her mouth was always set in a pout. Her eyes usually held a vacuous expression. As he maneuvered around for a closer look, Aiden noticed that her wide-set blue eyes weren’t vacuous tonight. They seethed with something that was either passion or anger.
“Okay, Neve,” she said slowly, looking carefully around, trying not to pass for a crazy woman talking to herself, “this is it! If this is what you want, you need to play this one right!” Nevaeh had dressed for her interview with Aiden Cargill with care. Her black Chanel suit was a classic and she wore it like a security blanket. She loved the feeling of the lined summer-weight wool skirt against her legs. She paired it with a pair of ultra-thin sheer French hose and some Manolos that were understated and sophisticated. But even if she was dressed to impress, Nevaeh still, was extremely nervous. Her hands trembled as she took a sip of the coffee Aiden’s private assistant, Marilyn, had gotten for her. She hated being that betrayed by her own emotions and forced herself to rehearse in he
He glanced up at her then and realized he felt a grudging respect for the woman in front of him. She fought dirty… well she fought to win. And Aiden always respected winning except when Skyler Belmont won. And somehow this daughter of his had to be the key to bringing him down. No, Nevaeh was the key to twisting the pain of losing when Skyler fell. And the old man was going down. Right now, though, Aiden needed some answer from her. He should be treating this like an interview. Keeping his eyes off her legs and focusing on what she was doing here.“Why did you go into PR, Nevaeh?” She relaxed in her seat, crossing those long legs again.“It seemed like the right fit for me. I know a lot of people in the medi
Aiden had been surprised when he’d gotten the text from Nevaeh asking him to meet her at the High Tide Gallery on north Greystone Avenue. He’d worked later than he’d planned to and then made his way across town to the gallery opening for an artist that Aiden had never heard of before, Amedeo Bellini. He mentioned Nevaeh’s name at the door and was told to go right in. He got a glass of wine from the waiter and walked through the room stopping to study the art. He’d never taken time to appreciate this kind of thing. His brother, Landon, collected sculptures, and their mother had an affinity for photography. But Aiden wasn’t interested in anything unless it brought him closer to his goal of bringing down Skyler Belmont.
“Got a minute, Neve?”“Sure,” she replied, surprised to see Julian Devereaux at this event. Though he was a decent PR man, he didn’t move in the same circles she did.“Uh, first I want to say, I’m sorry you didn’t get the promotion.” Nevaeh genuinely liked Julian and with a few more years of experience, he was going to be exactly what her father needed. For now, he was smart and savvy but a little young and inexperienced.“As my father said, ‘the best man got the job’,” she said. Julian flushed.“I hope I can live up to that expectation.”“Of course, you will. So… what did you want?”“I was hoping you’d have some time in your sched
Their wedding day arrived. None of them wanted to wait too long, considering that 3 days were more than enough to organize a small, private wedding just for them and their families at her father’s estate. Her father’s chauffeur-driven Mercedes arrived promptly at 7 p.m. Nevaeh nervously smoothed her hands down the lines of her white satin wedding dress that belonged to her great-grandmother and was created by a famous French designer in 1955. Her mother wore that dress too and now it was her turn. When he saw his daughter, Skyler cleared his throat and climbed out of the back of the car while Marcus, his driver, stood holding the door open. Nevaeh stood at the top of the steps looking down at her father. Their relationship was still a little awkward but h
He brought his mouth down the mounds of her breasts and sucked in the tightened nipple. She arched her back as he continued to massage the aching nipple, reaching down to hold his head close to her body. Aiden nipped at the swollen bud and then licked over the spot, making another moan escape her body. He switched to the other side, giving her other breast equal attention, before continuing his journey down her body. How he’d missed her… He wanted to explore every single inch of her he’d missed out on over the last few days. He reached her stomach and ran his tongue over the satin skin. When Aiden got lower, towards her core, he stopped for a second and looked at her. Nevaeh was the most beautiful woman he’d ever made lov
Nevaeh heard an insistent pounding at her door. She was back in her old condo and the only people who knew she was there were her father and Blossom since she had come over the first night she came back there. ‘Well, whoever the disturber was maybe he will go away…’ she thought and continued writing on her computer. Still, the pounding increased.“For God’s sake…” she exclaimed while climbing out of her bed and went to open the door, not bothering to put on a robe to cover up an old t-shirt and a pair of shorts. If the person was rude enough to disturb her on a Saturday night, then whoever it was could deal with her bedtime apparel. She yanked open the door.“What do you want at this…?” she snapped before looking up. 
After nearly a week at the Ritz, Nevaeh realized that her old habits were back. She was sleeping maybe two hours a night. No matter how she tried, she couldn’t get comfortable in her sleep and kept rolling over, searching for Aiden. She wished that she could calm the voices in her head. The ones that warned her that maybe she’d overreacted and that she should go back and try one more time to make Aiden see reason. Finally, she got up, wrapped herself in a robe, and went to the windows. While glancing down at the streets, everything came into the picture. She didn’t need to leave Chicago. She needed to find her place here. She realized no matter how hard she ran or how far she moved away, the past would always be with her. The pa
Aiden went inside the Aquarium, straight to the table he’d reserved for the event, and sat down. But he was scarcely aware of anything going on around him. He knew he should be making plans. Now that Skyler Belmont knew he had enough shares to force him out there was a chance the other man would try to manipulate the stock somehow. But he couldn’t focus on that just now. Where was Nevaeh going? Why had he let her leave like that? What happened was on her too. He just wasn’t willing to give into any kind of ultimatum. It didn’t help that she tried to make him change his mind. The moment she’d entered his life, Aiden knew in his heart he couldn’t have her and the company. But he also knew he wasn’t willing to put an end to his desire of punishing her father. No matter
How could she have been so wrong about Aiden? Nevaeh left the Shedd Aquarium and looked for a cab out front. There wasn’t any… And even if there was, she had no idea where to go now… She had no safe haven… no safety net… no man to go back to… no loving arms to hold her while crying her heart out. That afternoon when she and Aiden made love, Nevaeh could swear that there was something so overwhelming in his eyes, in his voice… something so unique… something that went over the usual love stories she read or knew about… And earlier, when Aiden said he loved her in front of her father, she felt her heart flying out of her chest. The emotion was so out of this world. No one said ‘I love you’ to her… n
Aiden hated the way Nevaeh stood with her arm wrapped around her waist. His instincts had said letting her go off with her father had been a bad idea. He cared deeply for her but he wasn’t about to shelter her from the truth. “Tell me what exactly, Aiden?” she repeated, still waiting for his answer. “I’m not sure…” he replied. He didn’t know how much information Skyler Belmont already knew. “Let me help you, then… Something about your buying up shares in ‘Nevaeh’s Dresser’ and forcing the family out.” Oh, okay… Skyler’s information was complete. Aiden wondered if he had a leak in his own organization or if the boys at ‘Nevaeh’s Dresser’ had finally gotten smart. “Well, I didn’t buy up the shares. ‘Cargill Investments’ did on behalf of a consortium
Later, while preparing, images of them making love were still running around Nevaeh's mind. Her entire body was still tingling. What happened was so… unique, so wonderful… so new. Nevaeh had the impression that, for the first time since they were together, they really, absolutely made love. Sweet, passionate, pure love. The way he talked to her, the way he touched her, the way he played with her body… Aiden never did it before. He came close, but he never went over. Like he was being pulled back by some strange, invisible force. And, that day, he finally freed himself.“Baby, are you ready?” she heard Aiden’s voice coming from downstairs. Nevaeh checked the time. There was plenty of it. Didn’t guys understand that there was more to getting ready than just
The main door opened and closed quickly and she heard steps approaching the stairs. Finally! Her man was home! She had been waiting for him the entire day, eager to see him, to be with him. Standing in front of the window, Nevaeh tried to maintain her tranquility while waiting for him to enter the room. But she was anxious to see how he was. Aiden was working a lot lately… The last few days had been quite busy, since he and Landon were taking care of something pretty important. She would’ve loved to help him, but whatever it was, Aiden never brought it to their bedroom. This was their little slice of heaven. The outside world wasn’t allowed in here.“Baby?” Nevaeh heard his voice.“I’m up here, Aiden,” she replied and turned towards the door.&nb