MEGAN
MOM HAD been keeping her words, and by meant keeping her words even though she was not feeling well, she didn’t reach out to me.
I had my suspicions that her headache yesterday was not the first time. When her patient rushed toward my desk and said Dr. Reed collapsed, I thought my world stopped, then quaked around me, and I lost control—I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t believe it as I was struck with fresh fear. There was no way I’d be losing another person I loved. I knew this would be my breaking point.
I thought I might blackout when Mike did not shake me. I could feel the haze that alarmed me as I was about to have a flashback. I didn’t want to get through that again. I couldn’t because all I knew was it had been buried deep, so deep, for years.
Mike helped me dial 911 as I tried to do a deep breathing exercise because I was started to hyperventilate in front of my mother, lying unconscious and pale as a ghost on the sofa. Regre
FORREST WHILE DR. REED was lying in bed with oxygen on her nose, she bounced her gaze between Megan and me before a knowing smile curved up her lips. “Mom, how are you feeling?” Megan rushed toward her mom and pulled her into a hug. Her voice was wrapped with worry. “I’m feeling better, Meggie.” I could feel the affection of a mother in her voice and the way she looked at her daughter. Dr. Reed rubbed Megan’s arms, smiling confidently at her. “What are you not telling me, mom? I may not be a doctor, but you won’t just collapse for nothing.” I cleared my throat. “Get well soon, Dr. Reed.” I looked at Megan. “Take your time. I’ll be waiting outside.” I left quickly and let them have some time alone. I wondered how was Megan’s relationship with her mom. They seemed close, yet she didn’t know anything about Dr. Reed’s health. For years she had been my therapist, and I’d known Megan for nearly two years now. I
FORREST “JESUS! YOU don’t know how to hold back, do you? And you’ve been a little too hard on yourself lately. Never. Ever.” I heaved an exhausted sigh. “Never a moment I think of you like that, Megan. You are one of those women I respect most. Believe it or not, that’s the truth. Your choice of not investing in a relationship doesn’t make you a...” I pursed my lips. Saying the word whore did a tiny stab in my chest. “You can’t be judged by your views, your opinion on sex. People make their own choices by the way how they see it right.” “Perhaps you wanna consider psychology?” she asked with sarcasm. “There’s nothing wrong with indulging with your wants, your desires, and your needs. You’re not a sex addict, and neither accepts money for sex. You’re just a grown-up woman who knows what she wants. I just hope you’re not using it to escape from reality. Sex can’t be your band-aid, Megan.” “Wow. You’re one to talk.” I would say sarcasm was
MEGAN I WOKE up in the daze of darkness, tucked under the soft comforter. It took a few moments for me to realize where I was. I used to keep on the lamp on my nightstand. Considering the masculine smell seemed so... familiar, I wasn’t definitely in my bed. I rubbed my eyes and let them adjust to the dark surrounding. I blindly flicked the lamp on the nightstand. The yellow light started to illuminate around. Holy shit! Freaked out, I sat up. The bedroom was sleek and simple in sophisticated gray and white color from the bed to the curtain and the sliding door to my left. Despite the plain colors, it didn’t silently cry out solitude. I dragged my feet out of the king-sized bed to the glossy wooden plank flooring. Out of curiosity, I tiptoed toward the door, sliding it wide. My mouth slacked open. It was a walked-in closet full of fancy tailored suits and shirts arranged in color. Shoes in leather and sneakers. Casual clothes, ja
MEGAN TENSION THICKENED between us, and it coiled up in my gut. I did a big gulp with wide eyes in shock. Oh, boy.Trouble, here I come. Lord Jesus, Forrest was only in a towel wrapped securely around his narrow hips. His presence had me utterly speechless—he was beautiful in every angle—beautiful than I ever imagined. My heart was racing wild. My skin grew hot with searing heat rushing up my neck to my face from embarrassment and his...well, he looked like a forbidden ripe fruit. The longer you look, the stronger the desire to want a bite. I opened my mouth to speak, and I had to close again, afraid I might say something wild and inappropriate that I should be keeping to myself. I’d had a fair share of men, but he was too perfect for me that made me sinfully melt inside. I was right after all—his body was covered with beautiful different filigree tattoos, occupying both ripped arms, his chest, and on his a
FORREST My world just turns fucking upside down. I HAD been holding these indescribable feelings since I left her sleeping in my room. For the first time, I broke my own rules for someone, and I felt something heavy had lifted out of my chest. I could see a million questions forming in her head, though. I knew one question would lead to another, and I wasn’t ready to hand her over my answers. I was grateful that somehow she understood me, and she didn’t press even though she was itching to ask. I just went with my gut to trust her, but it didn’t mean she had to know more than what she already saw. Not yet—not until I was successful with my plan. “Give that to me, Megan.” Damn, this woman was testing me. She just snatched the cigarette from my fingers. Thankfully, I was faster than her, and I had her in my grip before she could escape. “Don’t you wanna call your mom?” She faced me. “Oops! Sorry.” Instead of givin
FORREST I GRUNTED throatily. “If I will break her heart, you will what? What are you gonna do?” I faced Xandry, who was grinning like a bumbling idiot. I actually admired him because he changed a lot, took responsibility for taking care of his kid, Sammer, and stopped manwhoring since he met Blaine. “Punch me? Let someone castrate my balls or cut my dick off and feed it to the dog? Go ahead and tell me. And I am not a goddamn pussy-whipped!” It was pointless, and I knew exactly what he wanted to say. “But you never denied that you’re not into her, are you?” I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms over my chest. My chest was heaving. “Would you believe me?” “Nope.” “Then you got my answer. Find someone to piss off tonight, Williams. I’m done with you and Hughes.” “Blaine would be glad to hear this. They will meet this weekend, and I can’t wait to tell her this wonderful news tonight. Pyke is probably calling Cam rig
MEGAN I SIGHED, a long, deliberate sigh, and paused a moment before I stepped into the King’s mansion. After my long talk with Mom in the morning, and she seemed okay, I received a call from Camila, inviting me to come over tonight. I missed them, but I understood why we couldn’t do it like we used to. “Meg!” Camila looked more stunning than ever in her white strappy dress. “I thought you’re drowned in wine with his come and magically turned into a vine in Italy.” I pulled her into a hug. “Touché. I missed your bad mouth, though.” She chuckled heartily. “Really? So how was your honeymoon? Did he always blow your mind that you thought you’re in a milky way and cuff you that you couldn’t even text me?” “Silly. B and Blaine are already waiting for you. Why am I not surprised anymore that you’re late?” Being early was not really my strong suit when meeting them, but they still loved me anyway. When it came to
MEGAN MY FACE burned with embarrassment. My friends were now giggling as if they got their answers effortlessly and knowing that my reaction said it all. Forrest walked in with the guys, carrying Kelly in his huge arms. He looked delicious and magnificent in a white shirt and navy blue pants. I was still rooted in place when my gaze locked with his, and I swore his scalding gaze buzzed right into my core, making my inner muscles clench.God, this man is just delicious. “Celebrating with us?” Pyke asked me, kissing Camila on the lips with eyes flashing with love and warmth. “Glad you could join us, Meg.” I could feel that there was something more in that statement. Now I felt like I was being set up. “Someone wants to run away, Pyke.” She giggled. “I’m not running away if you weren’t all ridiculous.” Guilty, I faced her. “Don’t mess with her. She has now Broody to defend her,” Pyke whispered, then gl
MEGAN Four months later... OUR DAYS in New York were over. After attending two fundraising events, meeting with investors, and a dinner date with Forrest, I didn’t think I could still stand straight. I was exhausted. I just wanted to throw myself in the bed and sleep for a day. Not that I was complaining. In fact, I was beyond grateful for everything. But I invited my friends to come over to the private jet we chartered before heading back to England. I popped a Champagne. Since Forrest traveled a lot, he planned on purchasing a jet. He let me look over the reports, investments, and insurance of the new Atto Tech project last month. “What are we celebrating? Don’t tell me Lord Kentworthry is buying this jet?” Pyke joked around. “Not this one. But it’s more than that.” I bit my lip. The girls awwed at me. “You’re not pregnant because you’ve been drinking wine,” Camila clarified. “I am not,
MEGAN FORREST WAS the sole heir of his father’s fortune. He donated every penny to the Cancer Research Center in Manchester. Last month, I was thankful that we would adjust Forrest’s schedule for the groundbreaking of his old house into a clinic. Yes, my man was a damn philanthropist. Myra had a successful charity event on behalf of the battered women in the city. Alan was back in town to continue his business. And I, on the other hand, had no more escape but to accept the job offer in his Atto Tech Company. That was three months ago. At first, it was awkward when I was welcomed into the office. Everyone raised a brow, but when they found out that I was dating their boss, they backed off and treated me with respect as the new financial manager to the most eligible bachelor CEO in the city. Two days ago, we were back in New York, and hopefully, we would be there when Camila and Pyke welcomed their first son. Kelly was still close to Forr
MEGAN MY HEART stopped, then jackhammered. It instantly followed with a fluttery feeling scattered in my stomach. This was impossible. I must be dreaming. “Miss me?” A soft, deep voice and warm breathing confirmed my doubt. Then he pressed his lips against mine. I slowly opened my eyes, and I met the most mesmerizing eyes, smiling down at me. “Hi.” My voice came out a breathless whisper. “Hey, my love,” he whispered. “I missed you.” He pressed his lips longer. He drew me into a hug when we parted, and I was still shocked to respond. I tried to process everything when he sat beside me, pulling me into his arms. “Say something.” I turned my head to look at him. “Say something? Really? Can’t you even at least call me or leave a text before you fly over hundreds of miles over here? I was worried sick, Forrest! If you happen not to be here, or I won’t hear anything from you in twelve hours, I will call your head of security a
MEGAN IT’D BEEN two weeks since our trip to England. I stayed for two days at their manor. Still, I found it hard to believe how rich Forrest was, how he managed his businesses during the day and worked as the low-key bartender at night. After the approval of their project, I officially met his mother. When I got home, I stayed with Mom for the whole two weeks, taking care of her even though she had a servant at home. I even went with her to her prenatal appointment. It was a relief that they were both healthy. I quit the part-time receptionist job when Beth came back to work. Last month, Forrest offered me the most attractive job that it was hard to say no to. It took two days for us to give each other the cold shoulder when I chose to turn it down. “Can you just consider it already? It’s just a job, Megan. Stop being stubborn. I bloody want this relationship to work as much as you want it. I want you to be here with me. Just say y
FORREST FRUSTRATION AND determination were a good combination that pushed Bill too hard. They were written all over his face every bloody day. And thanked fuck, it paid off. Without my knowledge, he implanted the device and turned himself into a lab rat to prove to our new client that it was safe to use. For 110 days, he was on a closed watch, and it worked pretty well. “What did you do? What the fuck have you done?” He ignored me as he continued typing like a lunatic. I grabbed the wireless keyboard and smashed it to the floor. Bill jumped and looked frightened as he pushed his glasses up his nose. Everyone was already standing with horror in their eyes. My nerves were buzzing with so much anger at what he’d done without consulting me. Everything was all my fault. I was reckless and depended on everything. I was lenient because I trusted them, which placed Bill in this position. “Is everyone around here has no t
MEGAN “GOOD IDEA.” Then I stiffened to the sound of my ripped panties, and one shoved his tongue into my mouth, and his cock was deep inside me. I was shocked and felt full of moving. His head fell to my shoulder. Our breathing held. Our heartbeat somersaulted. Our skin burned. “Fuck, Megan. How much I missed this.” His rigid cock went more profound as I started to move my hips, feeling the fullness and the pulsing of my nerves as he hit my sensitive spot. “Oh, God!” My blood sizzled. My skin melted to the sensation of our melded body, and his cock stretched me, and I felt so damn full. “I love it when you take hard and rough on me.” He carried me, turned around, and placed me down the bed without tearing me apart. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and my fingers dug into his back as he entered into me with a slow and inexorably torturous push. “Fuuuuck!” His face was in pain. His veins bulged on his fo
MEGAN Please? I DIDN’T know why I had to beg, but I loved him. If I was being honest and set aside my hubris, I came because I was still hoping that we still had something to put back what we left, but my heart was scared that I let my hopes up for nothing. I couldn’t just handle another heartbreak. Before I met him, I was commitment-phobic. I wasn’t looking for something more. I was just a woman looking for a short time of pleasure and wanted nothing but sex and nothing to do with a man after we blew off some steam. When Forrest came into my life, something shifted in me. I was done fooling around. I wanted more. I wanted a committed relationship—an intimate connection, a deep, meaningful, and honest relationship. And I found it in him. “Please? What are you begging for?” He also looked in pain. I guessed we were both hurting with this whole situation. My hand hung in the air, and my mouth gaped, but I couldn’t
MEGAN I WASN’T thinking straight. I was still trying to wrap my head around everything. How the hell did I wake up lying next to Forrest? He’s naked, and his tattoo. God, his tattoo. And it was so sad that I couldn’t remember what happened aside from drinking with soccer players last night. Right now, I was overly aroused and completely forgot my hangover. My brain was hazy with lust, and I wanted him to do me and make me forget how angry I was at him. His smell and his presence alone were overwhelming, and the fact that his massive hard-as-rock cock was thrusting against my wet core was already intoxicating my brain. And as fast as how he made me arouse, that was how quick he was of walking out of my life. Not again! Terrified, I quickly dragged myself out of bed, propped my hands on my waist, and was ready to pull off my big girl’s pants. I was not wearing anything other than my black bra and panties, and who cared about havin
FORREST “MAYBE IN our dreams, love.” I wanted to hug her so tight and kiss her hard until my anger wore off, but she would not remember it tomorrow. It was useless to take advantage of a poor drunk woman. What I wanted to do was to spank her pretty arse. She may be drunk, but I could still see the pain, the sadness, and the hunger in her eyes, and I was sure she could see the same thing in me as well. “Are you some kind of a hot white knight?” She slowly raised her hand, running her finger on my chin. “If you think so, then I am.” I missed you, woman. So bloody much that I can’t see straight right now, but I still have myself under control, and my respect for you was still intact even though you’re already in my arms. And it’s insane how much I value my feelings for you. She swallowed. “I know someone. He’s kind of my hot white broody knight. After he saved me, he left me without saying goodbye.” Her eyes watered. She b