“Where are we going?” “I told you. I’m taking you home so I can kiss you.” “You’ve kissed me, and this isn’t the way to my house.” “I’m not done kissing you. My place is closer.” “What? I read your fans were always lurking outside your condo’s main entrance. Security often calls the police to clear them.” “We’re using another door. They’ll never see us. We’ll park underground.” They pulled into an underground garage with heavy security. While security staff parked his car. He whisked her up into his lavish condo. She stood inside the entrance as he took her coat. Rebecca saw the city laid out before her through a wall of windows. “The installers claim the windows have a one-way reflective coating that doubles as a UV protectant and for privacy.” “Oh.” Rebecca didn’t know what she expected, but not this. Hardwood floors gleamed around an appoin
Everett was thankful Josalyn passed out. He had to move fast. There was no way he wanted to tell her he’d used an expired condom that broke while he’d been inside her. So, he moved fast to dispose of the evidence. Thankfully, they were getting married once more. The Studio hindered rather than assisted. But they wanted to pay for everything for the wedding and they’d speed up getting the official paperwork done. His only concern was if Josalyn got pregnant again, would it be too soon? His thoughts ran through his head like a runaway bullet train as she slept in his arms. He needed to think of himself as Jake again when they weren’t working. He could see her as Josalyn. God, he loved that name. Damn, she’d kept his last name. Adding her name officially would be easy this time. Her keeping his last name made him feel like he had another point toward finding some kind of redemption. Dang, now he was glad he’d had his housekeeper
Rebecca left Everett’s condo early in the morning when a few people were present. He wouldn’t allow her to take a cab home, but drove her there himself. Everett insisted on calling her Josalyn, and it would take Rebecca time to adjust to that. She’d stopped thinking of herself as Josalyn. Now they were back to the struggle of their private and public identities. Rebecca would struggle not to call him Jake in public, and he’d hate it when she called him Everett in private. The thing about the different names helped them divide their personal lives from their professional lives. Which was true, but it didn’t make it easier to put into practice. But the intimacy of their names between them. It brought all the wonderful memories back, and she could feel herself caving to his wants. Her mind wanting to be happy again and knowing until they’d started acting, they’d found happiness with each other.The studio requested Yuri to escort Rebecca to a trendy restaurant post-work. A re
“Hey, it’s all good. Let’s enter and make it look like we’re having a working dinner. Move some folders and enjoy a meal. We notice them enter and you go subtle caveman on her. Is this authentic or just for employment? Nunzio’s presence led Everett to the restaurant where he found Rebecca with Yuri. Nothing about this boded well. Everett couldn’t see his fans wanting him to marry anyone other than them. The Studio Executives insisted the fans made their opinion known. He was uncertain about his next move in case of failure. Everett still couldn’t get the condom breaking out of his head. It persisted throughout the day. He hadn’t considered the Studio’s reaction. Everett would sue them if they fired Rebecca or tried to pressure her into aborting their child. He screamed inside his head in frustration because his imagination was acting like a runaway bullet train, and it was annoying him. “I’m hoping I stacked the cards right s
Yuri seated Rebecca at their table and excused himself to visit the men’s room. The restaurant’s tables appeared filled with people. He’d expected nothing less. What he hadn’t expected was the appearance of Gena D’Ore. She’d attempted to enter quietly, but her acting skills failed her, and she’d intended to be seen and heard tonight. Yuri saw now if he ever got his hands on her, he’d have to teach her a thing or two. Her beauty was outstanding, but her subtle grace needed a lot of work, as did her subtly. Yuri knew he’d enjoy teaching all about her mistakes. Screw her family connections. They’d thank him later. As he left the men’s room, he found himself accosted by Gena. “So, what’s a girl got to do to get the attention of a man like you?” Yuri studied Gena for a moment. “Start by stop pretending to be someone you are. What is with that straw on your head, woman? You looked better with your hair dark.” Yuri wanted to see how much she wa
Paulo told Gena about how out of luck Everett was because Rebecca had found a new man named Yuri. He’d paid so little attention these days since his wife became pregnant with yet another brat. Paulo couldn’t remember Yuri’s last name. Gena had to look it up. Paulo’s phone rang not long after Gena returned to their table. He’d ordered food for them while she was taking care of business. “I’m sorry, love. But something’s come up at home and I must leave you to deal with it. Will you be okay alone while you eat? I’ll have my driver pick you up when you’re done.” “No need. I can have someone do that. But I hate that you’re abandoning me again.” “Gena, I have responsibilities and you knew that when this all started. Now be a good girl and leave daddy to do the arduous work.” “Fine, this time. But you must bring me something shiny next time.” “Of course, love. Anything you want.” Paulo was so easy to manipul
Rebecca questioned the reason for Yuri’s extended absence from the men’s room. But he returned in time for their meal to arrive and still felt warm. She saw Gena skulk back to her table. Ugh, this could turn into a disaster. “Don’t look at her, Rebecca. Don’t engage with her. I’ve settled her down for now, so she won’t be a problem.” “What do you mean, Yuri?” The few hours Rebecca spent with Yuri before they arrived at the restaurant told her everything, she needed to know about him. He wasn’t her type at all. He pushed and instructed her, annoying her. She’d been alone for years and in control of everything in her life. She lacked interest in going back. “Don’t worry about it. It’s none of your business. I’ve dealt with her, and she knows her place is there right now. Now let’s have an enjoyable meal.” Yuri broke off the conversation, denying her the right to know his actions. Now he left her wondering what he hid from her. That was som
Rebecca dragged him outside from the spectacle. He felt confident about leaving with her. Everett hated revealing Becca’s health issues, even if it wasn’t too detailed. He hoped the server, and the Chef understood they’d done nothing wrong. He’d have Nunzio tip them well. Everett wanted to avoid being banned from the establishment. Rebecca looked furious with him. God, he loved to see her full of life like this. In the beginning, she seemed lifeless. Like she’d lost her will because she didn’t see her purpose. It added onto what weight down Everett’s guilt. They had plenty to discuss, leaving him unsure where to begin. Sex was not the matter for either of them. She tried to turn her life into that of a silent martyr, which he vehemently opposed. Everett couldn’t take the guilt of how self-centered he’d become at the hands of Paulo. “Love, please get in my car now. Everett turned the tables on her as soon as they stood beside the limo tha