I cleared my throat and smiled at Lily to assure her I was alright. “Is everything okay? You scared us for a minute.” Tami said sweetly. I nodded, avoiding Pierce’s eyes. If I looked at him I would crack. “I think I had the wrong drink.” I answered. Lily frownwed and pointed at the glass in front of Tami. “That’s your glass.” “What on earth are you talking about?” Tami asked, the irritation in her voice obvious. “Myra’s the only one wearing red lipstick tonight.” I looked at the cup in front of Tami and it was the only glass at the table with a red lipstick stain. She had switched out my cup. “Oh,” Tami chuckled, “I must have picked it up during your speech. My eyes were glued to the pair of you and that happened. My mistake.” Tami had her suspicions, which meant she could reveal them to Pierce and push him to insist that I got rid of my baby. Fear coursed through my veins and wrestled the impulse to reach for my glass of water. There was nothing strange about my behavior, I
My heart dropped into my stomach. “Pierce?” “His assistant.” She mouthed as she extended the phone to me. Relief washed over me. “Trevor.” I said in greeting “Miss Myra. I was hoping Hannah would pass on this message, but I guess it’s my lucky day.” He said flatly. Always with the sass. ”Mr. Blackwood wants me to let you know of an appointment with him tomorrow.” “I don’t have any.” “Well you do now. Be in his office by 10 am-and Myra? Let’s try not to get on his nerves by refusing to show up. we both know how he gets.” The phone went dead in my hand. Trevor was well suited to Pierce. “Well?” Hannah asked: “Pierce ‘ordered’ me to show up at his office tomorrow.” Hannah whistled. “We both knew this was coming. Cutting Pierce Blackwood out of your life is going to be near impossible. He practically owns the studio you’re working in. I won’t be of much help but do you want me to come with you?” I sighed. “No, it’s fine. it’s not like he’s going to do anything to me
I tried to pull away, but his grip on me only tightened. He pressed my body into his, as his lips swallowed my moan of protest, coaxing me to give in to him. It would be so easy to yield, to let Pierce have control and lead into the world of pleasure that he had introduced me to, but I had come here for a reason. He would not take me seriously if I kept kissing him back. Panic stricken I bit down on his lip. Hard, till he hissed and let go of me. “What the fuck!” He yelled as I wiped my mouth. We watched each other breathing heavily. “I told you already Pierce, we’re done.” “And I told you Myra it’s not your place to decide. Maybe I wasn’t clear before, Cut your bullshit act.” “Why are you being so difficult?” “Watch your tone.” He warned. and maybe I should have listened. “What do you want with me?” I ranted. Why was he insistent on having me when he had Tami unless he was trying to hurt me, but why would he do that, i had done nothing wrong to him. Then it occurr
“Sarah, drop the British accent for fuck sake.” The director yelled at her for the umpteenth time while the rest of people on set groaned. “Your character is in present day New York, not having tea with the queen, we’ve gone over this a hundred times already. How many times do you want this scene repeated?“ I looked at the stage but my head was lost in the clouds thinking about Pierce. I was ashamed to admit it but I stayed up a couple extra hours in case he changed his mind and decided to join me. After our little argument in his office I knew that he would want to make a point. The way he did it with me was with pleasure. Pleasure tottering on the edge of pain, yet never crossing. A memory surfaced in my mind after my first interview with Gossip and dreams where the host had kissed my cheek. He had tied me to the bed in my apartment and teased me mercilessly, bringing me to the brink of orgasm over and over again, but never past that point. I swallowed and pressed my thighs t
TAMI… Tami watched Myra rush away with a napkin pressed to her lips with one word playing in her head. bitch. She smiled sickly as she imagined her hands squeezing Myra’s neck and watching her choke played in her mind. Sarah’s arm on her shoulder snapped her back to reality. She suppressed a scathing look in Sarah’s direction and smiled instead. Luckily Sarah was too focused on herself. This was another woman she would enjoy bashing her head in. Her smile widened as another depraved image filled her head. Sarah mistook her smile for encouragement. “I just feel very underappreciated on this set. But that slut gets its all.” She whined. “Oh Sarah, I’m so sorry you go through that, Like I told you already, you’re an excellent actress, I think you should have gotten the lead role even.” “That’s what I’ve been saying! Why’s she so special with her ugly face,not that you have an ugly face, seeing as your faces are nearly identical.” She blushed at her blunder- “you are such a l
I felt a blush crawl up my skin. “Does it really matter what she’s here for? Her family owns half the building, she can come in anytime. But she said something about an article. So she might be having an interview.” I divulged defensively. “Are you avoiding her?” Adams raised his eye brow suspiciously. “No” I lied. “Then give me one good reason you don’t want to be near her.” Because when she’s near all I can think of is the fact that while Pierce was with me, he was probably thinking of her.Like what a loyal friend would do, Adams never doubted the truth of the rumor about me and Pierce was not true, and there was no reason to let them find out the truth. “Fine. Just let me grab my stuff first. After your little adventure, I can go home.” Hopefully the time it took to grab my bag and fix my hair and makeup, she would be long gone. Of course I had no such luck. Tami was still in the studio, surrounded by attentive listeners and Sarah at her side like a proud peacock.
He was here for Tami. He had missed every event I had invited him to, when he was not personally invited to it, but here he was whispering calming things to help her through her supposed nerves and being here to support her. A gnawing ache settled in my chest, making it hard for me to draw air into my lungs. I tapped Adams hand and he loosened his grip on me. “I need some air, it feels really stuffy in here.” “I’ll come with.” “No I want you to stay, I need someone to give me a recap of the interview and Jace is…well he’s Jace.” He was talking to a brunette wearing a headset with a microphone. She twirled her hair and bit her lip suggestively as she batted her lashes at him. “Stay, okay?” I bit out, barely able to keep a rein on my emotions. I passed for okay because he let me off without a second thought. Quickly I retreated from the set. I wasn’t even sure where I was headed, I just kept moving. When I reached an empty hallway with no witnesses, my legs caved under
The box revealed a beautiful ruby necklace embedded in soft black foam. “That was supposed to be your gift for your interview with Lindsay. However, things have been a little crazy of late. And since you’ve been very insistent on throwing your little tantrum with Adams as an accomplice...” “He didn’t do anything.” “Good.” The cell phone started up again and he cursed before he pressed it to his ear. “Yes mother?” I could hear muffled version of a woman’s voice coming out of the speaker and with every word that was said Pierce seemed to get angrier and angrier. “I’ll deal with him, mum…Of course. Love you too.” This was the first time he had answered the phone in front of me, he had not peeked at me and moved away or plain ended the call. Or his usual when he was in the apartment with me, which was to turn his phone off so no one could reach him. And he was probably too angry to notice that I was still standing there when he took the call. I had never seen him look this angr
“The chances of that happening were slim.” He answered, rubbing the back of his head. “How would you know that?”“Because she's your mum and she loves you.”“And how would you know that?” He let out an exasperated breath. “What if it didn’t go the way it did.”“Then we would’ve added that to the list of things in your life I’ve ruined.”“Pierce?” I stepped out of Hannah’s hold to fully look at him. “I want the truth.” Even if he dropped a donation, it didn’t mean they would call him when she was sick. Lots of random people left donations to buildings all the time, it didn’t warrant this level of special treatment,“Can we not talk about this?”“Why?”“You forcing me into that room just saved my mother, which is why I want to hear what is going on from you. I gonna find out anyway but I’m giving you the opportunity to do the right thing here.” Please don’t lie to me, I begged in my head. Don’t give me a bullshit excuse like ‘it’s not important’ or ‘I won’t understand’. Please.He let
Had I misheard in my panic?“Oh dear.” Hannah whispered as I felt Carter tense around me. I pulled away from him and followed Hannah’s line of sight and behold, a Blackwood. And not just any Blackwood, the most infuriating of them. Pierce’s were not on me per se, but on Carter’s arms around me. I stepped away from Carter, confusion written on my face. I didn’t know he had a family member in Peaceful Pines. What was he doing here?“I’m sorry, we would’ve called you earlier but everything has been crazy since her fall.” The doctor said apologetically, as she stepped towards him.Drawn by a sudden wail, he glanced past her, concern on his face. “Is that her? How is she?How is who? My mother?The doctor looked my way briefly. “We’re having trouble calming her down we were hoping miss Myra could attempt calming her down but she doesn’t-““Excuse me, what’s going on here?” I asked loudly. Why was my mum’s doctor giving a recount of her health to HIM.She looked between us. “I’ll leave yo
“How is she now?” I asked, fear flooding my voice when I answered the call. “How is who?” Carter asked, I moved the phone away and confirmed that it was Carter, I had just been too distraught to check the caller Id “is everything fine?” He asked again. A strangled sound left my lips. “No. It’s not fine. I’m sorry, but I can’t make it to our date tonight, an emergency came up.” “What is it?” “My mum had an accident.” “Give me the address, I’ll meet you there.” He answered grimly. “No, you don’t have to-“ “I want to, Myra. Just turn your location on and I’ll track it.” I nodded frantically even though he could not see, and ended the call, turning my location on before I tossed my phone in my lap and stared out at the road in front of us. God let her be okay, I prayed. “She’ll be fine, Myra.” Hannah tried to soothe, but her foot never left the gas pedal. Hannah’s car slowed to a halt at the hospital and I rushed to the reception area. “Where is she?” The man behind
“So you’ve gone on four dates with this guy?” Hannah asked as she sucked a tapioca ball through her straw. We were in a new shop across the street from our favorite store because that had been rented out for a birthday party. The condensation on her drink had formed a wet spot on her shirt that said ‘I might be wrong but it’s very unlikely.’ “Yeah. That’s minus the restaurant accident.” “Oh my god Myra, that’s over two weeks! Did you really keep this away from me for that long?!” I smiled impishly at her frowning face. “I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, I mean it’s still not a big deal.” I shrugged. “Yeah, it’s totally not a big deal that you’re moving on from Pierce.” She scoffed, but a smile spread across her face. “Wow. And you have another date with him after this?” Carter and I agreed to meet up after Hannah and I were done. “It’s not a big deal.” I repeated. “What’s he like?” I chewed my lip, “he’s a perfect gentleman, he makes me feels at ease, but al
I wracked my brain for where I had heard the name and came up empty. “What can I help you with Mr. McClain.” I asked smoothly and raised my self up to touch the new, sturdier bed frame and mattress covered in a bedsheet I had never seen. “I am a representative of Luke Costner enterprise. You must I’ve seen us once or twice on tv. You probably watched Maria Delaine’s interview that broke the internet!” “Yeah I remember that.” He sounded like a very excited intern who was proud to be working in that office. “I don’t see what that has to do with me, though.” “Uhh, well my boss- the Luke Costner enterprise were hoping we could invite you for a one on one interview with the main man. “ he stumbled through the first half like he was surprised by my question but recovered, his pleasure returning back to his voice at the mention of Luke. “The Costner himself?” I asked, as I left the bedroom and peeked into the room next to it. Once empty, now it contained a bed, brighter and fresher l
I smiled as I climbed up the stairs that led up to my apartment. Lunch with Carter hd been fun and had gone without incidence. Save for overspilling ketchup that one time, but it wasn’t a hundred dollar accident. God, why did I become so clumsy around him? Something about doing something perfectly well till someone else was watching you. And he did that a lot. It didn’t cause my heart to leap in my throat like it did with Pierce. But a blush always crept in. I was glad I had asked it out to eat. Made me feel triumph over Pierce and his hold on me. I raised the tiny rug in front of my door in search of my key where I had left for Pierce or his movers, and found nothing. I tried the the door, but it didn’t move.Did they lock my house and take the key?! My eyes widened as I realized that Pierce may have gone back on his word again. I tried the knob again and thumped the door lightly. Perhaps they were inside placing the furniture back together. “I am coming!” I heard a voice of a woma
I blinked wondering if those words had come from him or me. His hands wrapped over mine on his collar and pulled it higher, around his neck. “I can’t let you go.” He said, as he kissed down my jawline. “What do you mean you can’t?” I asked, as I pushed through the fog that wanted me to stop thinking, to surrender to the feeling of him being close to me. “I mean, I should. It’s better for both of us.” He pulled me closer, nearly lifting me off my feet as he pressed me against the door. “But I just can’t Myra, I think of you walking out of this office, walking out of my life and…it’s not happening.” “You promised.” My eyebrows furrowed and I pulled my head back to look at him. He smiled at me, running his finger over the spot his mouth had been. “You don’t want to walk out either, Myra.” “No, I-I do.” Liar. I shut my eyes to chase away the thoughts. I couldn’t do this to myself. So close to the end. When I opened them, my convictions were evident. “I do.” “And yet your a
The first second I felt dawn break the next morning, I slipped out of Seth’s house after dropping a note to say thankyou, and went into mine to take a shower. Then I spent the last day of my weekend in Hannah’s home who listed the many merits of accepting Pierce’s money.“You don’t have to convince me Hannah, I’m not saying No. That choice was taken away, and in exchange, Pierce will stop bothering me.” Everytime I answered that, she would look at me with a sad expression on her face and whenever I glared at her, she would raise her hands in the air. I tried to spend a little more time with Lily while I was there. Seth’s story reminding me just how valuable she was to me, but Lily was out most of the time, I figured she was still mad at me for not taking her to the new house. Monday came, and I marched into Pierce’s office building with false confidence . When was the last time I had been there? That was right, when I brought lunch for him as a thank you. Then, I had told him that I
I thought about my neighbors while dad was acting a tyrant over us. We tried to be quiet a lot. But a few times dad would yell. Or shove us too hard against the walls. Our neighbors said nothing, and avoided eye contact. “It’s easier to pretend.” I answered quietly, staring down at my twisting fingers. “True. I got tired of pretending. I got into a lot of fights as a kid.” He continued. “So I could pretend the welts on my body were from my scuffles, not from my father. Now I cover those scars with tattoos.”“What about the scars in your mind?” He slowed his chewing, “those ones, we just have to live with. You’re doing a good job of it.” I let out a laugh, ready to deny knowing what he wad talking about, but the knowing look he gave me told me there was no point. My shoulders sagged. “You think so?” “Oh yeah, movie star.” “You know?!” He chuckled, “I’ve seen a couple of your series while in prison. Was my warden’s favorite . Seeing your…friend, jogged my memory.” “I d