FORREST
“YOU’RE NOT going to see him, Forrest,” Meadow demanded, pinning me with a pointed stare.
Knowing that my mother was around, I flexed my jaw hard as I tried not to lose my temper.
I didn’t even have any fucking idea why she was here in my penthouse with my mother when I was clear with my order the last time we spoke about Mama’s safety.
“What? Are you just gonna stare at me like that?” Unbelievable!
“No.” I squeezed my eyes shut and dug my teeth against my bottom lip as rage radiated off of me. “Listen to me very carefully, Meadow. You don’t get to decide for me. Not anymore. It’s my life, my decisions, and not yours. We’ve been there once, and you decided to leave me instead. Where were you when I needed you? When I was had some shitty days alone. You don’t know anything about me anymore. People get to change for almost six years, Meadow. Just like you said, you can’t wait for that long.”
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FORREST I GOT back to the penthouse. My mother and Meadow were engaged in a serious conversation in the living room. “Mama, can we talk?” I threw Meadow a glare, hoping she would not try to be so dumb as not to get the message. “Alone, please?” Scowling, Meadow stomped upstairs. I sat beside Mama once Meadow was out of sight. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her into my arms. “How are you feeling?” I asked her when my anger wore off. I missed her terribly, but I couldn’t risk her being with me. I had to sacrifice something for us when she would be safe in return. “I’m good. You worry too much when I should be the one worrying about your suicide mission.” I kissed the top of her head. I knew she was right from the start—it was a suicide, but I wanted answers. Once this was over, I knew everything we sacrificed for would pay off. All I needed was closure and a new life. After what happ
MEGAN I WOKE up to an unfamiliar room with the feeling of the hangover of being roofied. I wished I could pluck the thought off of what happened last night. Ignoring the tightness in my throat, I got up from the bed. This wasn’t the first time I’d hurt anyway. I was aware that we were utterly wrong for each other. If I made it through it the last time, hell, I definitely would the second time. I had to put a stop to whatever short fling I had with Forrest before it got deeper. That was the smartest thing to do. How twisted was that? Because I knew I was lying. It still freaking hurt. A soft knock and Mom’s voice calling my name behind the door interrupted me from my deep musing. “Come in.” I was still sitting on the bed when the door swung open. “Good morning, Meggie. I thought you might need these.” Mom was done with the shower and already in her robe. She had a few clothes folded and undergarments in her hands and on t
MEGAN “WHY THE fu—” I yelped in my seat with wide eyes. Forrest was already towering me over my desk and pinning me with a deadly glare. “Why did you—” he hissed. His voice was deep and strong with anger. With my heart leaping in my throat, I blinked and gathered my posture. “You shouldn’t be here if you didn’t come for your appointment. I am working, can’t you see it?” Thankfully, the patient for ten came early, and I had the chance to get away from angry and intimidating Forrest. “She’s ready to see you,” I told the red-head woman, then I got myself busy rechecking the calendar, sharpening pencils, and cleaning my desk with wipes even though there was nothing to clean. “Stop ignoring me, please?” He lowered his voice, then huffed a frustrated breath. “Oh, spare me. And I don’t have time for your outburst.” “I was worried about you last night.” He leaned in. His face still tightened. Was that all?Do I
FORREST THE MINUTE I stepped into the restaurant where Mama and I agreed to spend our lunch together. I spotted Lee and Taylor in suits at the corner table. They were quickly on their feet and marched toward my direction. I threw them a glare before I stepped closer to where Mama and Meadow had been sitting. Lee and Taylor met me halfway. “Mr. Kent—” I cut off Lee. He was tall, had pure muscles, and was always on full alert. He may be protecting my mother, but it didn’t change the fact that they took my mother here without telling me about their plan. I got it, it was Mama’s order, and that pissed me off a little further. They knew every detail about her safety, yet they didn’t inform me before considering flying over here. “What a load of cobblers. And it’s Wood, dumbass.” “Forrest, leave them alone. We already discussed this last night.” Mama stood up from her seat. “Fancy seeing you here, Mr. Wood.” Taylor, a decade o
FORREST “THERE’S NO such thing as just sex for you, Forrest! You know that. You don’t just screw around. You are not the type of man who sleeps around because if you are, we probably slept together a long time ago.” I held her hand. My hope skyrocketed. “What did you just say?” She lifted her gaze full of pain, and my heart sunk to my stomach that I was the cause of it. “I like you since— well, since. Never mind. It doesn’t matter anymore. I know I am not your type. Until now, I can’t find the right answer as to why we ended up in bed. We both are two different persons, Forrest, yet it doesn’t matter to me. It’s just, what is happening between us feels right, and it feels anything less than perfect when I am with you.” Heat radiated through my chest to hear her admission. “I know because I feel the same, Megan. Why do you think I am still here after you shoved right into my face that you had nothing to do with me anymore?” I sighed and
MEGAN Unbelievable. FORREST STILL had a father. Estranged, dangerous, or not, he should be lucky. At least he still got one. I wondered if he ever mentioned his father to our friends or this was one of his many secrets. Forrest was still on top of me after another round of amazing and steamy sex—he made love with me and made me feel so special and cared for. He looked worried, though, and hell, I was anxious. He was constantly sighing and zoning out. I wished I could help or stop him from meeting his father, but I didn’t know what to do. I’d never been in his situation. The fact that his mother was worried about him so that he could be in great danger. “This isn’t our last sex, right?” I wanted to hit myself in the head. Forrest wasn’t surprised. So, I made myself believe that we wanted the same thing. He groaned. “Uh-uh. I’m not done with you. Not even close. There could be hundreds more, thousa
MEGAN I REMEMBERED Forrest fluttery kissing my forehead like a butterfly feather and whispered that he had to go. I didn’t know what time he left, but I felt confident that he would keep his words. When I went down, Mom was already ready for work. “Forrest left already.” I halted in the middle of the stairs, feeling my cheeks flare. I was mortified that Mom knew that Forrest visited me last night. Mom smiled. “No need to feel embarrassed. I knew Forrest would come. He asked where you were staying, and he didn’t give me any choice not to give him the address. You know that I have a soft spot for that guy. When he told me he was waiting for you at your apartment yesterday, and you didn’t go there, I felt bad.” “He could be lying,” I defended myself. “That man doesn’t lie, Meggie. That’s his strong suit. He chose to stop talking than to lie. And I like him.” “I’m sorry, Mom.” I walked down toward her. “I should not
FORREST IT WAS gut-wrenching, terrifying shit to face him today—the person I feared for years, François Xavier. In a few minutes, I would be standing in front of him—face to face—eye to eye. I knew for a fact that people feared him, followed him like a goddamn god, and I was nothing, no one to him, to anyone. I was just an insignificant businessman, nothing more. The thing that feared me the most was if I could walk out of here alive after this most anticipated meeting. The five-star hotel lobby was busy as always. These people were not aware that a dangerous person on the planet was just staying above their heads. I scanned around as I entered with nerves buzzing through me. This whole situation wracked every bone in my body and made me think it was worth my efforts.I hope it is. I kept reminding myself why I was doing this, even though it didn’t help a tiny bit. I remembered someone said that a day would come th
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