FORREST
My plans worked.
AFTER SENDING an email to my mother that I made myself out alive from my father, I kept my end of the bargain, and I hoped he wouldn’t cross me now he knew my relationship with him. I changed a quarter from the amount I promised to Francois from one of my offshore accounts to Bitcoin and transferred it to him. Then I wired him the rest from my two Cayman accounts.
I replied to an email to the company account in London to hire a new assistant for my mother so that Meadow would be out of the picture. I hadn’t checked my phone yet, and I knew Alan and Megan were worried shit.
As soon as the chartered jet landed, I asked the driver to head to Rexwell Tower, where Sean stayed at his penthouse. I didn’t know why I had to settle with him when the only thing that tied me with my bastard father was blood.
I was a bit antsy to drop the bomb on Sean, but I had to clean up my name. And a little bit optimistic that p
MEGAN Oh. My. God! FORREST HAD a gun under his pillow. He. Has. Gun. A freaking gun. He was sleeping with a gun under his pillow like James fucking Bond! Was he a spy? Or was his life in danger that he had to keep a gun with him? My body was still trembling at the thought that I didn’t know him at all. I cared about him, but I couldn’t be with a man who spied or killed people. He was dangerous, or his life could be in constant danger. That was probably why he was using an alias—Oh god! Was he an undercover agent and messed up with dangerous people like his father? He probably sold drugs or guns for a living. Oh, my God! The gun under his pillow, his secret identity, the penthouse as his underground lair, his job as a bartender. His father wouldn’t hunt him down in the first place if he didn’t do something wrong. Whatever he told me, perhaps he was making it all up. “Meg?” Camila drilled me a scrutinizing stare a
FORREST Goddamn it! I WANTED to punch Davis for not doing his only job. And so did Bill, but I could handle Bill later. “For an uncomplicated and simple order, you did a bang-up job!” I hired him because Alan recommended him, and he could be trusted, but then he failed me. My chest was heaving with anger the moment I saw his guilty-ass face. “I couldn’t force her, Mr. Wood. You warned me not to touch or lay a hand on her. And I would be arrested for kidnapping if I forced her to come with me.” “I don’t give a bloody fuck about your reasons, Davis! I only gave you one job, and it’s to keep her in your sight all the time because I want you to protect her and not to let her wander around the city alone!” I walked past him toward the car and stopped him when he was about to open the door for me. “Don’t! I will drive alone. Go, search the penthouse, and find out why she ran away. And don’t show your fucking face unti
MEGAN “I’M SORRY, but you don’t have an appointment today,” I said without meeting his gaze. I didn’t have to look at him to know it washim.His presence alone shifted something in the air. It was filled with tension and unsaid emotions. And I couldn’t look at him because I knew myself, and I’d be tempted to forget what I found out and jump into his arms again. It was silly, but I didn’t trust myself around him anymore. These past two days were like living in a world that didn’t exist. He wasn’t the Forrest that I used to know—or if I even knew a little about him at all. I needed to forget what happened between us—scratch that. I didn’t exactly want to forget—that was the best thing that happened in my life before he became unreal. “I know. I just called Dr. Reed a few minutes ago. I’ll settle the payment later. And she’s free and agreed for an urgent appointment with me,” he said in a calm and low voice. It wasn’t even reco
MEGAN I COULDN’T hear this anymore without feeling the surge of jealousy inside my chest. I looked away and blinked when I got all weepy. “At fifteen, Meadow became my girlfriend, and I thought we would get married. When I turned sixteen, I found out someone was looking for us. And the man that was once my father came back from the dead. He faked his death. That was why I fled to this country to protect my mother and myself.” “I left my Mama. I knew she was safe because no one would recognize her anymore, but I was not. That’s how I ended up here. Alan is not my uncle by blood.” “Why did you have to leave?” My head tipped to mom. “Because of Oliver. My birth father. Now Francois Xavier. He figured that I didn’t die and perhaps, wanted to cut some loose ends.” “By killing his son?” I asked, confused, terrified. “Maybe. He’s a monster, after all.” “Why are you telling us about this? Why now?” Sudden
FORREST “SO YOU are a guy who inherited billions worth of assets, but you chose to work at the nightclub?” Xandry spelled out as we sat down in one of the VIP lounges in Night Stalker. I wasn’t really in a mood to talk about wealth. All I wanted was to get drunk and numb the pain inside my chest. My mind went back to Megan. She was furious. After pouring out all my strength and effort of telling her who I was and how I felt, it still ended up pretty fucking badly. “I know there’s something off about him when he came to apply for a job. For a first-time bartender, he knew different types of liquors, spirits, wines, even the age, smell, and flavor just by smelling them, but I like him, so I hired Forrest without a second thought,” Pyke seconded. “You, a good-looking guy, is good for business.” “Father thought me at a young age. He had a winery, and he was also a sommelier.” “Your real father?” “No. I called him Papa. Fathe
FORREST BILL WAS still in the hospital. I found out he drowned himself with work to prove that the project was viable. I felt like an arsehole for pushing him too hard. He wanted to show his self-worth to me, just like he promised when he agreed to see a therapist after I took him in. Thankfully, he woke up because I couldn’t forgive myself, and I had a lot of guilt that could last a lifetime. “Don’t do that again. You can always say no to me. You don’t have to prove anything to me. You’ve already proven your worth to the company.” “I know.” He looked down. “It wasn’t your fault. I have to admit. I forgot the world outside the lab for a few days after our conference call.” “That was weeks ago. You haven’t been to your flat, haven’t been showered, and changed clothes. Then you ate take-out food and injected yourself with insulin. That’s not healthy, Bill.” His face lit up. “Is that your way of telling me that I look like shit?”
FORREST WHEN I turned around, It was Alan, and I wanted to roll my eyes. “It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it? Milady, young master.” “Young master my arse. How old am I?” “Good to know that you got your humor back. When I was at your age, I was still fighting bandits in the middle of the wilderness.” He walked back inside the ballroom hall. “I don’t know what to do if it wasn’t for Alan, Mama. I wasn’t affected when Papa left after what he did to us, but I thought I lost half of my soul when Father died. You are the only person left to keep me from living. Then Alan came into my life. He became so important to me. He’d been there for me for the past years. I lived a life as normal as possible, knowing that you were safe and sound, and Alan was there to guide me. I owe him my life, Mama.” I stood up from my seat and moved to kiss her on her forehead. “I love you so much.” Moments later, the grand piano from the ballroom hall
MEGAN “SO HOW’S the new manager?” I asked Camila since Kyland was going to manage the soon-to-open Night Stalker. “You’re going to love her. Her name is Winter.” “Why do I feel like she’s gonna find the love of her life in the nightclub?” Camila giggled, showing me the guilty-looked in her eyes. “She has a sense of style, has a side-shave fiery redhead, and not to mention, she’s funny. Pyke likes her immediately.” I knew exactly what would come next. So I readied myself. “You know, you don’t have to do this alone,” as expected, she started as she sat on the couch, rubbing her belly. “To do what alone?” I looked at three pairs of eyes, finding it hard to believe that they all had the same sympathy-looked on their faces. “Moping alone, wallowing in self-pity, any of those ring a bell?” Blaine answered reluctantly. “Peachy, ain’t I?” I rolled my eyes, wrapping my arms around my knees. “Keep t
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