Behind Their Veneers

Behind Their Veneers

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Emerald Maree Pearce, a 25 year old psychologist bestowed upon with an out of this world beauty, she screams the concept of elegance with her voluminous and bodacious features. Jordan Calix Kale, a 34 year old man, however, he wasn't considered as just an ordinary man. Having been the almighty J.K, the Mafia Lord of the J.K empire, which happened to be the biggest, most prestigious and most indomitable Mafia gang in all of the US and even more, he was insurmountable and the most feared human alive. But all of that is about to change when these two worlds clash over a rather spontaneous meeting, dangerous and erotic sparks are definitely sure to fly.

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Chapter 1

Prologue

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"Keep the change," Emerald said to the cab driver as she zipped her purse. The middle aged man passed her a gentle smile before she opened the door and stepped out.

She breathed in the clear morning air as she looked up at her building with a satisfied smile, her bright green eyes having a familiar glint. Passersby couldn't help but look at the beauty in the red dress. She wore black rimmed glasses, which sat elegantly on the bridge of her nose.

They had never seen anyone make recommended glasses any sexier than she currently did. She stood before the three-storey building for a few minutes in her black stilettos and her black bag hung off her right shoulder adorned with little silver diamonds.

Her red dress hugged her body perfectly, showing off her curves. Male passersby drooled in lust while the females eyed her with jealousy thick in their expressions. Her deliciously long and tanned legs, bodacious breasts, perfectly flat tummy and her rather voluminous ass. Every single thing about her was perfect and the red bodycon dress did nothing to hide her voluptuous characters.

It was a simple dress with a golden zipper up the chest and a little slit — which took the shape of a right angled triangle — at the knee area, revealing a bit of her right thigh. She had her light brown hair in a bun atop her head and she was adorned in little jewelry. A golden tear-drop earring, a golden bracelet with an emerald gemstone in the middle and a matching emerald anklet around her right ankle were all she wore. 

She exuded confidence and elegance as she moved towards the revolving door, pushing in as she walked to the receptionist's desk. Her heels clicked against the tiles as she approached the high marble top counter where Claire, her receptionist was seated.

"Good morning Miss Pearce," her receptionist greeted. 

"Morning Claire," the tall, curvy and rather stunning part American, part Australian woman replied as she stopped at the desk.

"Any sessions today?" she asked as she watched Claire's fingers drum lightly against the marble top.

"Uhm, let's see. . . Yeah there's one with Mrs Levine, scheduled for 12:30p.m this noon," she read from the computer sitting in front of her.

"Other than that, there's nothing more," she looked up and smiled at the goddess before her. 

When she had first applied a year ago for the position of a receptionist at E.P's therapy place, she had been jealous of her boss's out-of-this-world's beauty and at first she had thought of her to be a proud and egotistical woman. Until after working for her for about three months, did she realise that that was just how she was.

She wasn't a person who showed much emotions and neither was she the conversational type. She was a keen listener and an excellent therapist. She was a really straightforward and blunt person who would tell you your problems straight to your face. All in all, she was great at her job.

Emerald only nodded and adjusted her glasses. "Thanks," she said and turned towards the elevator, going up to her office. She pressed the button with the number 3 on it before resting her head against the steel wall behind her. Closing her eyes, she inhaled deep breaths as she revelled in the peace and quiet she could currently attain before beginning her day. 

It had been a thrilling and rather tiring weekend. She had visited her mother, who was currently residing with her boyfriend. Apparently, she had been prioritizing her work over her family and it had been ages since she last saw her mother. Her mother's words not hers.

So she had no choice but to spend the weekend with her and Luca, her mother's boyfriend. On Friday, after work, she had taken a flight to Boston and had gotten back around 4p.m yesterday so she could go to bed before 7p.m and wake up to get to work early today but as far as her plan went, she had to sleep some minutes past 9p.m due to her friend's incessant probing to tell her about her supposed 'adventures' with the hot guy of her fantasies.

Oriana, her long time friend and roommate, was a typical redhead with a bubbly character. Emerald had no idea how they had stayed friends seeing as they were total opposites but they had immediately clicked back in Harvard five years before, when Oriana had mistakenly kissed Emerald (and yes, on the lips) while having one of her prince charming fantasy sprees.

She had apologised profusely while blushing so hard from embarrassment that she had looked almost like a tomato from how red she had turned. 

They had met again at the cafe close to the university grounds and since then, they had been best friends although Ori had continued to doubt her own sexuality for three good weeks until she kissed a guy and felt the familiar fireworks, which proved that she was straight. But unfortunately, the guy was only interested in her for her 'way too voluminous' boobs (she had quoted) and turned out the idiot had a girlfriend at the time.

The elevator bell dinged as it opened on the third floor where her office was. She made a beeline for the door which stood at the centre. The floor had only three rooms. Her office at the centre, the bathroom on the right hand side and a basically useless room on the left side. She hadn't found a use of the room yet so for the moment, it was just a vacant space. 

She slid her key card through the slot and pushed the door open before entering the not too big nor small space. The floor was covered in a reddish-wine coloured rug, the only thing in the room with a different colour gradient. Every other thing in the room was either a tint or a shade of black.

Her desk was made of ebony wood, its colour a very dark shade of brown, almost resembling black and her walls were painted in the colour grey. She had a floor to ceiling window that overlooked the city of Manhattan but the view was currently hidden behind the Venetian blinds covering the window. 

Even the sitting area — which consisted of a glass centre table and a few settees with two coffee tables placed at the end of the vacant spaces beside the settee — was adorned in the colours black and silver. There were two single seats facing each other and then two sets of settees were also placed in antipodal positions.

She wasn't particularly a fan of bright colours. Other than the colour black or grey and occasional golds and silvers with her outfits, she wouldn't decorate anything of hers — be it her office or room — with bright colours.

She dropped her purse onto her desk and turned on the little lamp placed atop her desk before plopping down into her black soft leather seat and releasing a deep sigh. She removed her glasses and placed them on her desk then reached for the A.C remote control placed in a control holder along with the TV remote control before turning on the air condition in her office.

Resting her back against the leather seat, she closed her eyes and just focused on her inhalation and exhalation. For a few minutes, she remained there in the darkness with the little lamp acting as the only source of light in her office. 

This was her usual routine every morning to collect her thoughts and prepare herself mentally for the day ahead. She would sit in the darkness, not drawing the blinds until after a few minutes. 

After completing her usual routine, she opened her eyes and stepped out of her heels before padding barefooted across her office towards a cupboard. She pulled it open and reached for her black comfort slip-ons before putting them on.

She moved towards another space in the corner of her office. It was a cellarette that was pretty stocked with wines of low alcohol content, majority of which are fruit wines, bits of red wine, champagne and a mini refrigerator with bottles of water in it. A cabinet had the glass cups, tumblers, wine glasses and flutes in it while another contained cup wipes.

She grabbed a wine glass, wiped it off with a cup wipe before standing on her toes to reach for the bottle which stood a few inches above her. She eventually got a hold of it before walking back to her seat. 

She unscrewed the cork, hearing a satisfying pop before pouring herself a glass of Arbor Mist Blackberry Merlot. She took a sip as she looked towards the blinds. Tilting her head to the side, she rolled her seat towards the windows and carefully pulled the blinds up, revealing Manhattan below her.

Sitting in front of the window, her eyes swept across the restaurant/cafe opposite her building. She could see the bold sign which displayed the words Debonair Burgers atop the rooftop with a little burger model at the side. Usually when it got dark, the sign would light up and the burger would be illuminated by neon lights.

True to their words, they served really amazing and finger–licking burgers with coffee as well. Their burgers were indeed superior and they were patronised by most employees in the vicinity. She was quite familiar with the owner, Sebastian Novak, a very nice man who seemed to have been quite the charmer back in the day.

Since she always got her lunch from there, she would either go to pick it up or Sebastian would have an employee bring it over if she was too busy to go over. She had always appreciated his efforts and would try to tip off the employee but he/she would decline, saying strict orders came from Sebastian to not receive even a cent higher than the actual amount.

Seemingly, that was her punishment for declining his offer of always giving her lunch for free. She had never been a dependent woman or someone who fed off of others and she was definitely not going to start by accepting Sebastian's offer, so she had adamantly declined his offer even before he concluded his sentence.

She let her gaze move over to Alora's Floral Bliss which stood beautifully beside Debonair Burgers. Alora was a middle aged woman, a sexagenarian precisely. She was a really sweet yet feisty lady who was rather energetic for someone her age. She ran the cute little flower shop with her husband, Levi, who was a retired U.S. Marine. They were both really lovely couples who were quite adventurous too.

For someone who was quite a loner and didn't really have an existing social cycle other than Oriana, Emerald didn't know how she had managed to get these people to be around her but she wasn't complaining either, they were a pretty fun group that always seemed to brighten her day.

As she sipped her wine, she saw Alora come out of the shop with a rag and a window wiper before wiping the glass window which gave passersby a view of the cute shop. Not long after, Levi came out of the shop holding a bouquet of Itsaul White Dianthus. He then proceeded to kneel before his wife, pretending to ask for her hand in marriage.

She couldn't help but laugh at the sight before her. Alora only rolled her eyes as she saw the mischievous smile on his lips before softly whacking his head with the rag. Levi quickly blocked his head from Alora's hits and rose to his feet, a wide grin on his face.

He began inching closer to her face, seemingly seeking a kiss and Alora looked up at him before spraying the liquid wipe on his face, making him yelp in surprise. Emerald couldn't hold in her chuckle and they must have heard her because simultaneously, their eyes met hers and they both waved enthusiastically at her with wide grins on their faces.

She couldn't help but reciprocate their grins before waving back at them and moving her seat back to her desk. She looked up at the wall clock and it read 10:53a.m., meaning she had roughly an hour and thirty minutes more before her session with Mrs Levine. She needed something to kill time.

She opened a drawer from her desk and found different novels of which she had purchased earlier this month. She filtered through them, trying to find the perfect one to start with before she stumbled upon one with a very catchy cover. 

There was a lady or girl with a red hoodie covering almost half of her face with other features like a bowing girl, held down by chains and then surrounded by lit candles. In total, the cover looked really captivating.

She brought out the book before shutting the drawer. She wore her glasses and glanced at the book, Bound By The Erstwhile Chains, read the title. She turned it over and saw the author's name, Lara .A. Falowo and a bit about her. Fascinated by the prologue, she dived into the book, flipping pages after pages until she heard a voice come through the intercom.

"Miss Pearce?" Claire called out, successfully grasping her attention.

"Yes?" 

"Tim already brought your lunch, shall I bring it to you or. . .?" She trailed off, awaiting Emerald's decision.

Lunch? In surprise, she looked at the wall clock and saw it was a few minutes past noon. She had been so engrossed in the book, she hadn't noticed how time flew by. There were a few minutes more before Mrs Levine would arrive. She couldn't let a patient see her eating.

"Keep it with you, Mrs Levine would be arriving anytime soon. Once she gets her—" 

"Hi Claire," a familiar voice interrupted.

"Good day Mrs Levine," Claire replied professionally.

"Oh Claire, how many times would I tell you to just call me Carol. Mrs Levine makes me sound really old." 

"Alright then, Carol it is," she replied with a smile.

"Well is your boss in?"

"Ah yes she is. . . Miss Pearce?"

"Send her in, Claire," Emerald said through the intercom before getting up to put the bottle back in place. She placed the wine glass upside-down, making a mental note to wash it after.

She arranged her desk well and adjusted her glasses, awaiting Carol's presence. The door opened a few minutes later and the blond-haired, blue-eyed beauty stepped in with a huge smile on her face. Carol was a woman of average height with a rather curvaceous body. She had a graceful yet casual vibe around her. 

"Emerald, hey. Great to see you again," she greeted, her smile going even wider as she pulled Emerald in for a hug.

"Hi Carol. It's nice to see you too," she awkwardly patted her back and pulled away. She still wasn't quite used to the lack of formality between them. Mrs Levine was her patient but she had insisted on Emerald calling her by her first name, Carol. It was a bit awkward for Emerald but she was adjusting.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Emerald immediately asked, searching Carol's eyes as soon as their butts touched the seats.

Carol responded with an even wider grin and there was a happy glint in her eyes as she looked at Emerald. 

"Everything's perfect, Eme. I haven't felt better in years. Everything's going so well, it feels surreal. Leonardo and I are finally getting on so well and he would randomly take me on dates, help in making the meals, even to the point where we would have sex," she mumbled the last part as her cheeks turned pink.

She suddenly grabbed hold of Emerald's hands which laid on the desk as her eyes shimmered with unshed happy tears.

"He treats me like an angel, Eme. He cares for me and handles me as though I were fragile and I could break at any time. It gets so freaking frustrating sometimes but I'm not complaining at all. Hell! It's the cutest thing I've ever seen and this is all thanks to you, Eme. I would be completely broken if it weren't for you," she rushed out as the tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Thank you very much, Emerald," she whispered, tightening her hold on her hands. "Thank you so much."

"Hey. There's really no need to thank me. I'm just doing my job, besides, if you hadn't made it much more easier by being cooperative, we probably wouldn't have gotten anywhere. Therefore, I should thank you instead, Carol. Thank you," she whispered as a grin of her own spread across her face. She was indeed happy for her. Carol had gone through a lot for her age and she had managed to hold onto her sanity.

They remained like that for a while until Emerald withdrew and passed a tissue over to her.

"Here."

"Thank you," she sniffled before wiping her tears.

"Oh and I brought someone with me. I was able to convince him to at least meet you this once and hopefully, he would see a tangible reason to keep attending. God knows he needs this more than I did," She explained as she drew out her phone before she swiftly scrolled through and then tapped on something.

"J, you can come on in now. . . Oh but you already promised. . . No way! I'm not taking no for an answer. Get up here this instant!" She shouted and hung up, passing Emerald an apologetic smile.

Opening the second drawer, Emerald drew out an empty folder, her notepad and her black pen, preparing herself for the therapy session with her new patient. She hadn't heard someone come in until Carol spoke.

"Oh good, you're here." 

She lifted her gaze and they collided with stormy chocolate brown eyes. They were cold and emotionless yet so deep and mesmerizing. Unconsciously, she let her eyes wander around his face, soaking in his facial appearance before falling down his body and up again.

Thick raven black hair that begged for feminine hands to be run through them and deep chocolatey brown eyes that seemed like a brewing storm, framed by thick and long eyelashes. Perfectly curved eyebrows, which made her jealous that he could have such perfect eyebrows without even trying whereas she had to pluck and shape hers. 

A well structured nose and then going lower, she took in his deliciously plump lips that looked so damn pink as though he had applied a thin layer of pink lipgloss. A well chiseled jaw with a neck holding a sexy looking Adam apple that seemed to bob slightly as he swallowed. Broad shoulders, a firm looking chest that seemed to scream 'run your tongue all over me!' and bulging arm muscles.

She boldly let her eyes skim lower and she took in his thick and muscled looking thigh and legs that were tucked in black socks and a shiny black pair of shoes. 

Overall, he looked ridiculously hot in his black Armani suit with a white shirt peeking from beneath his loose tie. The buttons on his white shirt were all done excluding the top one, which showed the spot between his clavicles. He looked quite good.

Someone suddenly cleared their throat, making her jerk her eyes back to his, which were staring intensely at her. She dragged her eyes away from his mesmerizing ones as she looked over at Carol who had a knowing smile on her face, which she ignored, giving her her own questioning gaze.

"Oh I'm sorry. Emerald, here's my brother Jordan Kale. Jordan, my therapist and friend, Emerald Pearce," She introduced with a smile.

"Nice to meet you," She looked back at Jordan with a small smile but he didn't respond, only continued to stare at her intensely, making the air thicken with awkward silence.

Emerald raised an eyebrow at Carol who shrugged in reply before nudging her brother who cleared his throat before replying huskily. "Same."

"Well, I'll leave you guys to get to know each other better and maybe decide on a schedule for your sessions?" She looked at Emerald, earning a nod from her but from the corner of her eye, she saw Jordan's face harden and he suddenly became tense.

She passed her a smile before turning to leave but not before whispering something into her brother's ear. After the door closed, he continued to stand and she could feel his heated gaze boring into her head so she raised her face and looked into his eyes, gesturing towards the seat before her.

"You can have your seat," He complied and made himself comfortable.

He watched her as she opened her black notepad, placed her pen right in the middle before clasping her hands together and leaning slightly forward on the desk.

"So where shall we begin?"

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Lindsey Steinbach
Really enjoyed this story! Great writing and storyline.
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Hi everyone! I have a newly published book now available on GoodNovel. It's titled Her Strength, Her Bane, so you can easily search it up or tap on my profile and you'll find it sitting on my page, waiting to be read. I can't wait to begin this journey with you guys! Love you all.
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one of my favourite books I keep rereading it every now and then and still get the same feelings and goosebumps
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Looking forward to the bonus chapters. Do we know when to expect them?!
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Has the author said when this will be updated?
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Excellent Story! Very well written. I am now at the end and would like to know when the last 2 chapters will be posted? Is this a daily updated story?
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May I know when is the New update
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Great work author. I'm really captivated by your writing. It's almost perfect and that's only because 'no one's perfect.' Love your writing Author!! ...
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Prologue
▬▬▬▬▬●●▬▬▬▬▬ "Keep the change," Emerald said to the cab driver as she zipped her purse. The middle aged man passed her a gentle smile before she opened the door and stepped out. She breathed in the clear morning air as she looked up at her building with a satisfied smile, her bright green eyes having a familiar glint. Passersby couldn't help but look at the beauty in the red dress. She wore black rimmed glasses, which sat elegantly on the bridge of her nose. They had never seen anyone make recommended glasses any sexier than she currently did. She stood before the three-storey building for a few minutes in her black stilettos and her black bag hung off her right shoulder adorned with little silver diamonds. Her red dress hugged her body perfectly, showing off her curves. Male passersby drooled in lust while the females eyed her with jealousy thick in their expressions. Her deliciously long and tanned l
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I
He gulped down the remnant of the Domaine Leroy Musigny Grand Cru wine glistening in his wineglass as his eyes followed the every move of the stripper before him as the soft music played in the background.He was currently in one of the clubs he owned in Manhattan. He had hundreds of them across New York, thousands across the country and millions across the globe. There were two females hanging off of him and a third one who was currently pole dancing before him. A blonde in a hot pink lingerie, a redhead in a baby blue one and the stripper, who was a brunette, was in a fiery red-hot lingerie.He had discarded his suit jacket and tie as he sat in his plain white T–shirt with a few buttons undone, revealing his ravishingly tanned chest. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, making his forearm muscles be on show.  The blonde and redhead let their hands roam round his b
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II
A man's deep voice stopped her before she had gone a dozen steps. “He must be an extremely foolish man to turn his back and run from such beauty.”“No! You can't do this to him!”Charlotte whirled to face the man who stepped up on the path behind her. He must have been sitting out of her view on the stone bench in the shadow of the dogwood that reached its limbs toward the veranda.“Forgive me,” he said. “It wasn't my intention to startle you.”“Sim Cheong! You can't fucking do this to him!”In the moonlight it wasn't hard to see the amused smile playing across his lips under his mustache that gave lie to his words. That had been exactly what he'd intended. Charlotte thought as she stared up at him with no pretense of demurely lowering her eyes. He was tall, even taller than Edwin, but while Edwin sl
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III
The rhythmic sound reverberated round the eerily silent office as a knock came through the door. That was the only sound in the room, other than the small pendulum model on his desk which swung in the air, hitting the others and causing the last bob to swing in the air before again hitting the mediators, the cycle repeating itself.The lone figure sat behind the huge black desk in his signature outfit; clad in black, excluding the white T–shirt underneath his tie as his eyes remained glued to the picture sitting idly on his desk.His face was shrouded in the darkness hovering around the office, leaving his chocolate brown eyes to glint devilishly in the blackness. His hands were placed together as his fingers formed a mini hill, his stance completely rigid as he kept his eyes trained on the picture.The sound came again as the person on the other side awaited the order to come in but was only met with the silence.
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IV
"When I agreed to go with you, I didn't think it would be so soon," Jordan mused as he watched her sip her cup of coffee while scrolling through her phone.Carol hadn't called him to inform him of her visit. Now, her visiting unannounced wasn't the problem because this wasn't the first time but her dropping the bomb on him that they were visiting the therapist today, was the real problem.He was on his way to the head branch of his wine industry in Napa valley, California and he had informed Skull to get the private jet ready for departure. He was scheduled to leave by 10p.m and with all things being equal, he would be back in Manhattan by tomorrow morning, but as he had attempted to place his hand on the door knob, he was almost slammed in the face by Carol who was already opening the door on the other side.Thinking that it was just one of her usual visits, he had told her of his business trip, since she was already fami
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V
“Damn! My nose can not take it anymore! I gotta have a taste!” Oriana shouted as she emerged from the stairs, freshly showered and sprinted into the kitchen where Emerald was currently making dinner.“Please Mera. I'm practically salivating like a canine,” she begged as she clasped her hands together as though in prayer while giving Emerald a look that was supposed to be a puppy dog eyes look but was rather a look that made her appear as though she were having a hard time defecating.Emerald only rolled her eyes and continued humming to the music playing from the headphones around her ears. She cleared the kitchen island of the mess she had made while mixing before carrying the used bowl, spatula and other utensils and placing them in the sink to begin washing.“Mera. . . Come on,” Oriana whined again but was only ignored in return.Emerald heard a groan and moments late
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VI
“I visited the docks yesterday to see that all we had ordered had been delivered. Every single one of it with no pin left loose. Congratulations J.K., you've successfully extirpated the entire Bear clan,” Keelan explained to his friend as he took a sip of his Hennessy, trying to gauge his friend's reaction, which wasn't exactly much.“Hmm. . .” Jordan replied absentmindedly as he swirled the cup of bright red drink in his right hand, staring directly at the switch on his desk lamp, which took the colour green. He was seemingly having a heated conversation with the green–coloured switch through his eyes.Keelan continued watching his friend, trying to read him like always, but he knew it was only a waste of time and effort. His friend was a stubborn man with stone–cold stolid features. A man who never showed emotions. His friend was someone who if anyone attempted to read or predict his actions, they
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VII
“You look so perfect standing there In my American apparel underwear And I know now, that I'm so downYour lipstick stain is a work of artI got your name tattooed in an arrowed heartAnd I know now, that I'm so down (hey!). . .”The unearthly descant — sounding more like a frustrated harangue from a rat that had been starving for months — escaped from Oriana's mouth as she bounced from one couch to another, the daily newspaper folded into a cylindrical shape, resembling a microphone held in her paws as the music — from artistes unknown to Emerald — continued blasting through the speaker, making Emerald's ear throb from the noise.She really had no idea how she sounded. Even the grunts from a gravid donkey in labour sounded more bearable than the sounds that left her throat. At some point, she let out something similar to a strangled cry, leaving Emerald to worry if she was perhaps choking on her own saliva.
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VIII
“Ma'am, can you see he has a serious problem?! What kind of man are you?!” “Please, I’d advise you to stay calm, Mrs Briggs. Let's handle this maturely,” Emerald tried to pacify her clients.“Listen to the sexy lady for once, Olivia,” George Briggs, the husband, teased while passing a subtle wink at Emerald.Such a disgusting berk!She looked over at Olivia Briggs who was red with anger, literally. Her face had turned red from fury and she was taking deep breaths to calm herself. Emerald took pity on the woman because the man she had gotten married to was nothing but a man–whore who knew no more and no less than sex.Emerald wasn't the judgemental type but the man's body languages and attitudes since the commencement of this session had been nothing but the acts of a cocotte; more like the man of the street and the painful part of it all was that he wasn't even an amazin
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IX
Jordan made his way into the club through the hidden back door of which only he and Keelan knew. The door had been strictly guarded and very necessary to avoid having to weave through endless bodies of sweats and reeking hormones.As he rounded the dark corner, he immediately spotted the hunched over figure of his friend seated at the bar, his hands resting on the marble countertop as his fingers scrolled through his phone while he took a sip of what looked like martini.Sensing the foreboding presence of his friend, Keelan looked up from his phone and sure enough, there was his friend approaching him with his usual stoic face; his hands were embedded deep into the pockets of his black pants. As usual, he was dressed in a black suit with a black tie around his neck.A smile crawled unto Keelan's face as he immediately tucked his phone in his pocket and got up to greet his friend, their usual pleasantry a typical hand shake as
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