Eric struggled to stay calm with his wife's speech. The itch just between his shoulder blades warned him that she was hiding more than she pretended to be. He knew this moment could open up a new direction and that it wouldn't be cheap if he took just one step away from the rationality of his scheme.He pushed the nagging thought away and looked at her. Over the past few days, he realized that she was becoming more and more beautiful to him. From the shimmer in her eyes, from her smile to her warm soul. Their conversation opened doors he thought were locked, but the result was a strange flurry of emotions that made him feel uncomfortable—and never will be. She is a woman who needs a solid relationship. Damn it, she's the woman who deserves it too. But he can only give her sex and friendship. Not love.He decided that many years ago. The price to pay is too great.So Eric stood watching the thin line between them splinter again with so many mixed emotions and so many damn regrets.He f
Carina closed her eyes and fought with despair, fatigue to the bone.She sat in an old yellow Volkswagon with the windows rolled up and Prince's music blasting on her radio. The bank parking lot was now empty as five minutes turned into an hour and was still ticking. She stared out of her windshield and fought back the bitter taste of defeat and disappointment that corroded her stomach like acid.No loan.Once again.Yes, BookCrazy is doing well and she has just turned a profit. But the bank was not thrilled with the idea of pouring money into her business, now that she was almost broke, with no collateral and no savings and no money. whatever supports her. She thought about her favorite Sex & the City episode and wondered how many pairs of shoes she'd gotten. Then realized she didn't even have much.Of course, Mr. Her big is a real husband and with just a little tweak on the loan agreement she will succeed. She wondered what if she hadn't become stupid and too self-respecting to us
His complete change made her hesitate, but she ignored it. Now the empty bowl was mocking her. Damn, what did she do?"I'm glad you mentioned the contract," he said. "There was a small problem that arose but it has now been resolved."Maybe she'll do a few more exercises on the treadmill. Lift a little more gravity. Maybe she'll even go back to yoga classes."I'm not going to say anything but I want to be honest. You probably won't even care."She wanted to call Anna tomorrow and ask him to boxing. This sport will burn more calories and is good for self-defense."Gabriella kissed me."Her head jerked up. "What did you say?"He shrugs. "She called and wanted to see me. She said she was moving to California. I wasn't the starter, so I guess that was the idea for her goodbye kiss. End of story. ."Her eyes narrowed. His outward indifference seemed to be covering up a truth that lay deep within. But she also knew how to figure it out and make the whole thing clear."A goodbye kiss, huh? S
A week later, Eric watched his wife just hang around in her room and admit that he had made a mistake.Extraction time period.If he were the average man, he'd wish he could go back in time and act differently with Gabriella and that kiss. He would push her away, proudly tell his wife about his actions, and then enjoy a different outcome. Also because he had despised those weak and tempting desires, there was only one thing left in him now.Grief.Carina strutted among the guests like a glittering peacock in a scarlet gown, striking among the stylish all-black looks of the elite crowd. Her hair was wrapped up with a few loose curls falling freely on her neck and shoulders. Although the weather is turning into winter and flooding the valley with icy winds, she still takes Mother Nature lightly by wearing a soft, silky material, with a low-cut neckline. and two thin straps to hold the whole thing. At least the length of the dress hung down to the floor and concealed her legs. But as she
She didn't seem to notice anything changing between them. Eric watched as she put on her coat and said goodbye to her new friends. He was surprised that she hadn't suspected that tonight was her official wedding night. That secret made him even more anxious to get out of Conte's house, the last place he wanted to seduce her. He waited frantically. You should know that having sex is the fastest way to ensure a smooth relationship.The taxi arrived and they quickly returned home. She remained silent beside him, staring out the window, and ignoring him.He paid for the taxi and followed her inside. She hung her coat neatly in the closet and headed up the stairs. "Good night."He knew that anger was the fastest way to get her full attention right now. "Carina?""Yes?""Have you slept with him?"Her head spun, reminding him of the girl from The Exorcist. Her mouth fell open and a gasp escaped her lips. An intense sense of satisfaction ran through him with her reactions, and he linked them
A shock flashed across her face as he lifted one hand from the wall, carelessly unbuttoned his shirt, pulled out his tie, then firmly grasped her chin."Prove it."He closed his mouth on hers, not giving her a chance to think or back off or push him away. He invaded her mouth, thrusting his tongue deep inside the soft, silky cavern, then closed his lips around the moist flesh and sucked on them.She grabbed his shoulder, and let out a small groan deep in her throat.Then she exploded....Carina lifted her hand and ran her fingers through his hair to hold him as she kissed back, meeting need with need. Her hips lifted to lean against his. His taste and scent invaded her like an opiate.Her skin burned as all the pent-up desires she had buried so deeply burst out of her body in a hot cascade. She hungered for the taste of him, for his hand, to strip her clothes and take her right on this wall, to let her revel in his wild responses, which were so opposed to His rigid, controlling natur
Oh my god.Cool air washed over her skin, but his gaze burned as he gazed at the exposed flesh. Her nipples curled into sharp peaks as the soft silk brushed past, then continued to slide down its path. He gently removed her hand from the strap, then pulled the cloth down even further, exposing her stomach and hips. He stopped and studied every inch of her nakedness with the oppressive silence that had made her lose her temper, until she yearned to say something, but the words were dead in her throat. Teacher.His hands stopped on her hips, grabbed the soft fabric on both sides and began to pull it down over her thighs, over her calves, then yanked it out of her shoes and threw it. onto the floor.Both of their breaths rose and fell together in a heavy, broken rhythm. A warm, throbbing liquid gushed out between her thighs, concealed by a small piece of red pantyhose, which she had worn with the intention of not being intended for anyone but herself. But now Eric was focusing all of his
Eric inched out of bed, careful not to wake his wife, and walked naked out of her room to find some clothes. He tossed out a Yankees T-shirt, then remembered their deal, and decided to trade it in for a simple black tank top with canvas pants. His lips curled as he recalled her glee when the Yanks lost the playoffs. He went downstairs and started making coffee, then stopped for a moment to watch the sun try to rise above the mountains in the early morning.He considered to have spent an official marriage night with this marriage.Eric rubbed a hand on the back of his neck and tried to think logically. He certainly wasn't thinking about it last night. Not because he had any regrets. Something unexpected flashed through his consciousness. He had wanted Carina for a long time, and last night proved why. Everything is different for her. The way her body fit him, the way her pleasure pleased him. He loved the way she looked into his eyes and scratched his back with her nails during orgasm.
It's just a feeling, but I've been feeling it for a while. Someone is following me. I contacted Kudo, and he seriously sent some scouts to see if I was in danger. He was supposed to see me in a few days, in the name of investigating a fake case. During that time, he wanted me to behave normally. He didn't want my stalker to find out I knew.Kudo said he had heard several reports of people targeting Raymond's allies. Raymond has been missing for over a year and his government is not happy about it. They think the FBI has something to do with his disappearance. Of course they have no proof. Kudo didn't seem too upset about that, though. The culprit is clearly an unknown person. He freed eighteen women from sexual slavery.When I first heard the news, I immediately thought it might be Eric, and my heart felt like it was being squeezed by someone. Kudo didn't say it, but I think he might as well suspect Eric. It showed in the way he asked if I was likely to know who the person was or if s
Johnny sits across from former Miss Yena Ruiz. She looks terrible. Her long dark hair was pulled back from her face and pulled into a messy bun. She has dark circles under her eyes and doesn't eat much either. The lack of food kept her in the hospital for another 72 hours, but they couldn't keep her once she decided she wanted to leave. Agent Sloan was also in the room. The revelations of the case were hard to swallow for her, too, and Johnny wished there was some way to comfort her without misleading her into thinking he was seducing her. She went to his room after visiting Yena at the hospital, and learned about his last conversation with Yena. They discussed the case for a while, but then she wanted to talk about the night they had sex, and he had to tell her frankly that it was just a one-night stand. She called him a coward. He called her even worse. “Is this the last piece of paper?” Anne Caliph asked. “Yes,” Johnny said. “Once you step out of this room, you will be Anne Cali
“Why don't you let me decide for myself what is right? I want to stay with you.” I said choked. My heart rate increased, and I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. You're giving me a chance to go back home, back to my life, back to what I said I wanted - but all I can think about is, it doesn't matter if That means I'll never see you again. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel and pressed his forehead against it, “You don't know what you want, Nana, and what you want, you're just brainwashed into wanting them.” I immediately inhaled, trying to protest; He raised his hand to stop me. “I've been doing this for a long time - manipulating people to my liking. That's why I think I love you. Because you broke me and then put me back together and made me believe it. This is not an accident. Once you've left everything behind…you'll see that." I could barely see him through the mist of tears clouding my vision. Eric believed what he said. I could hear it in his voice – but he was w
I was just unbuttoning my shirt when it happened. There was a huge explosion and something hit me right in the face. I reached up to touch my cheek. The breath left me in a heartbeat. Eric was above me, screaming, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. Looks like I didn't hear anything. My head ached. I bumped it to the floor when Eric lunged at me. Bricks flew everywhere. “Nana!” Eric shouted as he shook me. It pierced the silence in my head. BOOM! Another flood of rubble flew towards us. Eric lay on top, covering my face with his hands while burying his head near my shoulder. There's someone out there shooting at us. My eyes drifted to the door and I could see huge holes in what used to be wood. We rolled to the back of the bed. My whole body was shaking and I had no idea what was going on. Eric was pushing me and I cried out in pain. “Get in the tub!” He shouted. Then he pushed me again. I managed to get up on my hands and knees. Crawling towards the bathroom, I squirmed in
The mansion is very quiet, strangely quiet. No Felipe. No Celia. No Raymond. Eric didn't answer and I didn't ask any questions.It was very hot outside, even though it was only early morning. I realized I hadn't stepped outside in a long time, under the bright sun. I am wearing clothes. I was…free. My footsteps stopped when that realization hit. FREE!“The truck isn't far, keep going,” Eric said coldly.I felt myself choking, an excited laugh escaping my lips, “Where are we going?” I said with tears of joy in my eyes."Please don't ask. Just go with me.”I looked at him, the pain on his face was so intense. Now is not the time to argue with you. Whatever he was doing, it seemed like a big deal. It will change everything between the two of us, but he is begging me to go with him, and when the man you love asks you to go with him – you will.We walked less than a mile, but I was amazed at the overall scale of Felipe's mansion. Whatever his business is, it's probably making a profit. We
Fear aside, I parted my lips and let his tongue invade my mouth. He groaned as I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him down on top of me. I tug on his dirty shirt and he pulls away from the kiss just long enough to pull it over his head. Sand and blood, I'm sure, fell on my face, but I just wiped them off with the back of my hand and continued to kiss Eric. His hands were everywhere at once, touching my hair, pulling me close, squeezing my breasts. His pillow hill slid between my knees, pushing them apart. I opened my legs and let Eric's lower belly press against me. I can feel his masculinity, confined in his jeans, pressing against his inner thighs. As we pounced on each other, a part of his wild personality seeped into me and before I knew it, I pushed him aside. He grabbed my shirt and let out a sound I understood to be a warning. “Yours, Eric. I promise," I said. I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, exposing my breasts to Eric. His mouth came in, causi
Eric has been gone for hours. I sat on the floor, next to his gun, waiting for something to happen, anything. So many times I thought about leaving the room and looking for him, but still tried to convince myself to give up the idea. Eric told him to wait. So I wait.A sense of dread began to rise as I saw light seeping through the curtains. The sun was rising and Eric hadn't come back yet. I wonder if Celia will return, but I doubt it will. The bridge between us has been completely burned down. The only consolation was knowing that she would keep Felipe from harming me.Suddenly, there was a very loud thud at the door, and then another hour. My heart almost jumped in my throat, but then I remembered Eric said he'd knock twice. I reached for the gun, just in case.I watched the revolving door handle and when the door swung open I could barely absorb what I was seeing. Eric stood in the doorway. His body was covered in mud. Blood stains everywhere.“Eric?” I managed to whisper, but sti
“There will be no trial,” Kudo said. He started walking again, a fist resting on the back of his neck. “I know how it is. I don't want to believe it, but I know. I've been arguing with my boss for the past few hours. There will be…” Kudo seemed very flustered. “There will be a lot of arrest warrants, I'm sure. Those who are auctioned will no doubt be taken to a shelter, but… no justice will be served. Not the kind that those victims deserve.” "How can that be?" I sobbed. “How could you let that happen?” “Raymond is a senior officer in the Pakistani Army, Nana. His government will not allow a scandal to get out. They agreed to let our government take part in the raid on the condition that they keep their men out of the way. When the chaos is over, it's up to them to decide who's present and who's not, that's how international political organizations work." I felt like someone had just hit me in the chest with a heavy wooden stick. For the second time in my life, I understood Eric's
“Are you sick?” Eric whispered. His blond brows furrowed nervously. I've never seen him like this. He looks so happy and peaceful. I reached up and stroked his beautiful face. "I am fine." He wiped my eyes, "Then why are you crying?" "I don't know," I replied and continued to run my hand over his face. "I think I'm just happy." He smiled, "Strange reaction to happiness, but that's okay." He bent down and licked away one of my tears. I squirmed, “What are you doing?” I laugh. "I'm curious," he whispered seriously. "About what?" “Will happy tears taste the same as sad tears?” he replied. His words made me cry harder. I can't control them. I am overwhelmed by everything. "And?" I managed to ask. "I think they're sweeter," he replied, kissing me, "but maybe it's just your face." We burst out laughing. I heard voices. I sat up in bed. For a few seconds, I forgot where I was. The room is very small. There are bars on the window frames. The bed wasn't Eric's. “I can't come back