I dodged just in time, avoiding her knife as it slashed across my hoodie. Suddenly, the memory of the press assailant clicked into place - Sarah was the woman with the knife who tried to stab me. I didn't have time to process the thought, though, as her blade sliced through the air again. Everytime she missed, she let out a frustrated scream. I threw my bag in her face, and lunged, tackling her to the ground. We wrestled, my hands desperately trying to pry the knife from her grasp, and then her knee slipped between us and struck me with a sharp blow to the stomach.Wincing, I let go of her cluthef my stomach. That gave Sarah all the opening she needed. With a swift motion, she rolled on top of me, pinning my hands under her knees, her eyes gleaming with a sinister light.“You should’ve taken the deal.” She laughed, and drove the blade down towards me.Just as it reached my face, a hand came into view and the knife sank into it, stopping mere inches from my face. My rescuer growled in
I’d prefer we not talk at all, but refusing him could cause unnecessary drama.I led the way to the changing closet and shut the door, then moved to a wardrobe to keep the distance between us wide.“It’s good to see that you're back at work. Hopefully O’Malley hasn’t been working you too hard, what with the wound-““What do you want, Pierce.” I didn’t want to have conversations that sounded normal. I could not trust myself not to be pulled to him again. “Just wanted to check if you’re alright.” He removed his bandaged right hand from his pocket and scratched the back of his ear. “I know Sarah wouldn’t be dumb enough to find you again, but I couldn’t stop worrying.” I looked away from him, refusing to fall for his false display of emotion. Pierce always knew just what to say to keep me hooked while we were together. I wasn’t going back to that Myra. “I uhhh…. I also wanted to tell you that your dad is back in the penitentiary. He got into a bar fight with some old buddies of his. And
I stood at the hospital reception desk, my eyes fixed on the woman typing away on her computer. "Room or common room?" I asked, forcing my voice to be louder than it could go.She scrolled through the screen, her brow furrowed in concentration. "She's in her room today. She wanted to stay in bed."I nodded, settling back into the dull ache in my chest. I trudged up the stairs, and as I reached my mother's room, pushed open the door and stepped inside.It was dimly lit, I noticed a live plant in her room with wilting leaves. My mother sat in a chair, her legs swathed in a vibrant blanket with small flowery squares that I recognised as the project she had been working on. My lips tugged upwards briefly and my heart swelled. At least one of us was able to finish what we started.I swallowed hard, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill over. When I breathed out, it felt easier.“That looks gorgeous, mum.” I commented, and planted a kiss on the top of her hair. “You finally
I chewed on my lip and glanced back at the set. “I’ll have to decline. O’Malley’s is in the zone right now and could call me and Roberto anytime soon, I don’t wanna go AWOL on him.”Carter nodded sharply, his smile still bright and disarming. “Of course, I understand. Can’t steal the star of the show without warning. Maybe next time?”“For sure.” I smiled back. It felt good to smile.“See you around, Myra.” He gave a small salute in Roberto’s direction and walked away, my eyes still trainedbon his figure. I thought about how different he was from Pierce, with the charming easy smiles and calming demeanor. Carter still kept this boyish high school vibe, and he made it work.“Now that is how a rich man flirts.” Robert said. He had placed his hands behind his head and was smirking at me. The fabric of his shirt had gone up, exposing an inch of skin. I peeled my eyes away from there and focused on his words.“Flirting?”“Oh yeah.” I scoffed, “he wasn’t flirting with me, he’s just really
“O’Malley is certainly working us to death.” Jace said as he collapsed on the ground in the part of the woods we were shooting. I was wearing a sleeveless shirt and would rather avoid the sand totally, but was too exhausted to mind. I joined him on the floor, resting my head on his belly. Sophia, Bianca, Roberto and the others joined us on the floor or rested their backs against the trees.“How’s your play date with your brother going?” I asked Jace.I felt him shift under me. “Perfect. We are supposed to have one today actually.”“Is it cancelled?” A little part of me wanted to see Carter. Roberto saying he was flirting with me had forced the idea i to my head and it wouldn’t leave. Was I really so stuck up on Pierce that I couldn’t tell when a guy was openly flirting with me?“I’m trying to figure out how to cancel.”“You don’t want to join your family’s company.”“I’m just not ready for that part of my life yet. If only my parents would let me be for a while.” “I think we did go
“This looks rather cozy.” I said, stepping a step back and hitting Carter. His hands went around my waist to steady me. “It does? I didn’t notice.” There was a hint of laughter in his voice. When I glanced up, he was smiling at me. “I hear they have good food. We grab a bite and then we leave, it isn’t a big deal.” He cocked his head to the side, “not unless you make it.”“No it’s fine.” I stepped away from him, relieved that his hands freed me easily. I wasn’t even dressed for that kind of thing. I looked out of place here and I liked it that way. A server stopped by us with a smile and spoke to Carter while I hung in the background. When they were done speaking, he led me to a booth not far from the entrance. A smart choice since it eliminated the cozy feel.“So do you checkout new restaurants often?” I asked after we had been given menus.The crinkles in his eyes deepened. “I do, actually. Jace has acting as a hobby and I fancy myself some kind of food critic.” I raised a brow. “T
Hannah helped me lift the last of my things up the stairs to my new apartment. “So you like him?” Hannah asked as we rested at the top of the stairs. I had explained Carter’s words on an attempt to sort through what I was feeling. I didn’t know what it was. I chucked it up to guilt for treating him the same way Pierce treated me; assuming the worst of me. “I don’t like him. I’m just…conflicted.” Don’t get defensive, it’s not bad if you do like him.” I let out an exasperated sigh. “I just lost a child Hannah, not to mention the breakup with Pierce. I can’t ‘like’ anyone right now.” We picked up the bean bag and waddled all the way to my apartment. Heaving as we dropped the bag in the center of the living room. “God you should’ve asked Derek to help.” “Nope.” I answered, collapsing on the bag. As he drive me home after the sordid affair in the parking lot, he informed me that he was quitting. Derek was a good guy, and I would miss his company, but this gave us an opportun
I moved back, my eyes glued on Roberto as he stalked me with a wild look in his eyes. My legs hit the edge of the bedframe and I let myself fall back just as he reached for me. He creeped up my body slowly, hovering over my lips. I crashed my lips onto his a split second later. Here, at this moment, I wasn’t Myra. I was Amber Farnworth, a woman who had a harem of men at her beck and call. She didn’t love a man for over four years without him reciprocating, or lose a child.I twisted my head to the side to evade Roberto’s lips and he buried kisses in my neck. A simple movement caught my eye. Past the camera pointed on us on the bed, past the other stage crew or actors…Pierce? My heart skipped, filling me with more need than I could summon for this scene. Could it be him? I wasn’t sure. A cast member shifted slightly and when they returned back to their former position the figure was gone.“Myra, don’t break the fourth wall.” O’Malley called through the mega phone and Roberto sighed in
Me and Pierce broke apart only once since we moved to his room. Him to get us breakfast, while I shot a quick text to Hannah and Angie, my cheeks flaming as I told her where I had spent the night(it felt very much like telling her ‘hey Angie, yes, I was absolutely getting railed by Pierce, the man I’m supposed to be NOT in love with.’) She sent me thumbs up emoji accompanied with a text that said Heidi was fine. After a quick meal and more sex we lay curled up beside each other.“…If you could see those photos Pierce.” I shuddered at the image of Ava leaning over Camilla that popped in my head. He drew me closer to him, his finger still drawing patterns over my breasts. I shivered for a whole new reason. “I can only imagine.” He muttered, his brows furrowed, “if only there was a way we could get Tami for her actions too. Her family’s image is ruined as it is. We could announce the links she had to Ruth, placing that accusation even in the media would be a big blow, but I don’t want
Tami’s POV. The house was plagued with more tension than Tami had ever witnessed. An hour ago, a letter had arrived, and since then, they had sat in the living room, Tami watching her parents as they glared at each other, one in plain anger and the other in defiance. “I’m asking you again…what does this mean?” Her father bellowed, his eyes never leaving his wife. Ava scoffed, poorly hiding the fact that she had been shaken by the contents of the letter. “I don’t know Leo, how do you expect me to know? It’s likely a part of Pierce Blackwood’s smear campaign since Tami here went and pissed him off. Now our company is in ruin because your daughter.” A beautiful diversion, Tami noted, it was just like her mother to shift the focus. They still hadn’t explained to her what on earth was going on. The note had been simple. A warning from one of the family’s friends in court. One of the very few people who still stayed loyal to the Bakers. Even though it was because Ava had that video o
I felt every inch of him against me —hard, hot and hungry. But it wasn’t just the feel of him that made me dizzy. It was what this meant. Our step towards a future so uncertain, but a future together…it sounded like music to my ears.When he whispered my name against a taut nipple, I was shivering with need. I pressed my thighs tightly and ground against to match the pulse throbbing insistently between my legs. When I said his name, it was as a strangled plea. Soon, we were moving. He opened a door, led us in…artroom not the bedroom. Pierce cursed and started to back out again. “No, here is perfect” I muttered between kisses “You…deserve more than this.” He groaned, ever the semblance of restraint, even though his hip rolled against me, the sensation of his jeans rubbing my clit relieving some of the pressure there. I knew what would feel better, and I didn’t want to have to wait any longer. “I get to decide that.” I dropped to my knees, my hands working fast on his pants as he g
I tried to pull away but his fingers tightened around my arm and placed it over his chest. “My heart works, just as well as yours does. Those were your words...” His heart pounded underneath my palm, matching my racing heart, “It came to life because of you. It beats for you. Nothing will ever change that- no one, not even you.” I shook my head frantically, “we can’t-what if we…” “I’m scared too, I know you would be safer not being attached to me. But I tried to protect you by hiding you away, that fucking blew up in my face. Now I just want a chance at being with you, like this. No concern for opinions or my family… I want to be with you. I want to be the person you loved me into.” “I’m not that version of me again, Pierce. I-I lost her with Yvette.” His hands swiped at my cheek gently. “There will be times I will look at you and hate you for it. I can’t give myself to you wholeheartedly knowing what it had cost me, I’m not ready…” “You don’t have to be, not yet.” He ki
I woke up the next morning with slight headache but refused to budge from the bed, dying of embarrassment as I relieved the events of last night. I tried to seduce Pierce into sex with me! What kind of idiot was I?!I groaned and covered my face with my palm. And now I was laying down in sheets that smelled like him, wondering if he had woken up or I could still sneak away like a one night stand. I lay there recalling the events of my day. From catching Carter, to Hannah’s confession and coming here. All of you or nothing…I rolled off the bed and turned the bedside lamp on, before scouring the room for my handbag. It was under my coat that I had dumped on the floor promptly after he had left the room. According to my phone, it was seven am, there was two checking -in messages from Angie, one from Hannah with an apology and several from Carter. One of my heels was still on my foot and I slipped it off before I padded to his bathroom to wash my face in the sink.As the water dripped
I watched, my body burning under his gaze as his eyes trailed over me. From my heels and higher-slowly, painfully higher, till they stopped at my face. He swallowed, and took another step back. No quite the reaction I was expecting. A lazy smile spread across my face and I took a step forward, to make up for the one he had taken. “Stop.” His voice came out as a strangled whisper, his breath was uneven, pupils blown wide, jaw tight like he was holding back a storm. He refused to look at me. I took another step, blocking him when he cursed and tried to move towards the door. “Hannah told me about your arrangement with her.” He lifted his eyes to me and looked back at the floor just a quickly, not before I caught the awareness in his expression. I took another step again, a dizzy spell taking over. I shut my eyes and took a breath. I didn’t want to talk right now, I wanted him to be doing things to my body that I would forget by morning. “I-It was the only way I could give you
”Maybe it is my fault, I should’ve left the past in the past. Create more time for us? Stopped taking so long to have sex with it.” I rambled on my words tripping over each other to get past my lips. Two hours in a bar with Hannah, and my intoxication levels were up. “Myra! Are you listening to yourself?“ I nursed my fifth drink, while Hannah scolded me. “Damien disappears into his hobbies all the time and he never has to worry about me cheating on him. Carter’s reaction here says more about him. Plus, You did say he said mistresses were normal in his world.”“His words not mine.” And the ease at which he said it. I could already picture it. Married for ten years and knowing my husband had seven mistresses on the side… normal in his world my foot. “That son of a bitch, I can’t believe he had us fooled. But there you go. He would’ve done it anyway.”I sighed, and downed the rest of my drink while Hannah sipped hers like a civilized human being. “Wanna see my outfit?” I asked drunke
I hugged my coat to my body and prayed no strong gust of wind would whip the fabric up and expose my body to the innocent passersby outside of Carter’s apartment building. He was still ignoring my texts and since my visit with Emma a week ago, I had abandoned all efforts to contact him, and focused all my energy on building a case against Ava Baker. I may not be able to get back at Tami directly for Yvette but it would still hurt her if her mum was going to prison, and who knows, there was still time for Tami to slip up in the future. I stood out there and let my gaze float up to the highest part of the building, where he stayed, and swallowed nervously. If our conversation went well, the. Me and him would be making love for the first time. My way to show him that I was committed to him. A big step for both of us. And yet, my mind rebelled, still not ready for the change. It felt like…cheating to have sex with him. I gritted my teeth and stepped into the building, said a quick hel
I adjusted the strap of my handbag and knocked on the door to Emma’s home. It was a suburban place in a corner of the city, I turned my head to the sound of a group of young boys walking their dog as each one tried to speak louder than the last person. The door creaked open, pulling my attention back. A woman in her fifties, just a little taller than me, stood in the doorway with Viking braids, wearing oversized sweats and a cardigan. She smiled at me, a little unsure. “Myra?” “Hi, yes it’s me. Nice to put a face to the voice.” “It is.” Her eyes roamed over my body. ”I see the resemblance.” She stated, getting even more of my attention. “Come right in ..” She stepped aside, giving me space to enter and I hesitated. Up until this point the only feeling in my mind had been excitement, now came the wariness. Maybe it wasn’t such a hot idea to visit a woman I had never met before. “Look, I am as scared of you as you are of me. But then I saw the resemblance and I’m hoping you’re re