Alden narrows his eyes at me and looks back at Kent. I’m a little shocked, I admit, that he hasn’t addressed me yet. I stand awkwardly in front of him and Daniel quietly takes my hand, giving it a squeeze of support. “Is this for real, Lippert?” Alden asks, a threat behind his glare. Kent nods slo
And yet here I was, in the place she’d so desperately left. Why did I let myself get so wrapped up in this world? I cower away from my father. “Enough,” Kent’s voice rings out behind me, cool and calm. Alden turns angry eyes to him but Kent holds his ground. “I’m pleased to announce,” Kent says,
The party ended quickly after that. Alden left after one drink and, afterwards, since the apparent draw of the evening was gone, all of the rest of the guests began to filter out as well.As I watched them all leave – none saying a word to me, though they certainly looked me – I wondered about the p
A few horrible minutes pass when I consider what the hell will happen to me if people discover the Mafia Boss’s dead body in my room. But, during those minutes, Kent’s breath softens. The horrible, crinkled look of pain disappears and his face takes on its normal lines. He’s still sweaty and exhaus
The next morning, Kent is working in his office when a knock comes at the door.“Come in,” he calls, hardly paying attention. The door creeks open but no one says anything. Annoyed, Kent looks up, ready to tell whatever captain or guard was coming to report to get on with it and stop wasting his ti
“What’s wrong?” he asks, sitting on the edge next to her. “Are you alright?”“I’m fine,” she murmurs, looking around. The room is tastefully decorated in shades of brown and green that match Daniel’s eyes, but there’s very little personal decoration – not much that seems like Daniel himself has chos
Fiona pants, her mouth open and her eyes closed, as she and Kent finish in his office. She’s straddling him in his chair, her black silk panties discarded on the floor.Kent breathes hard too, on hand wrapped in her hair, the other pressed against her lower back. Slowly, she raises herself off of h
Kent looks down at me with a withering look. I work hard to keep my face straight, but I feel so terribly awkward that I open my mouth to say something else – anything else -Daniel saves me. He links elbows with me and pulls me closer. “My mom died when I was young,” he says casually. “Her marriage