POV Drake. I enter the doctor's office with a grim expression on my face, and he looks at me worriedly. I answer nothing and close the door behind me. "It seems you've had a very bad week, Mr Lancaster. ""Can't you tell? " He answers nothing and walks over to the drawer where he took the chessboard last time. He walks over to the small table and places it on it. "You promised me we'd finish our game, you. Do you remember that? " I have to bite my tongue twice to keep from telling him to go fuck himself. Do I really look like I want to play? I'm worried sick about Lisa, she's rejecting my calls. I'm paralyzed on this armchair, unable to do anything, I want to get up and run to her. But I can't. Because of me. Only because of myself. "I really don't feel like playing doctor. My head's not in it at the moment. ""Then what's on your mind? " The words want to break through the barrier of my lips, but again I hold back from speaking. It's just too hard. And I know that because of t
POV Lisa. "You'll get back to me eventually. "I glance at Drake's text, before rolling my eyes. If he thinks I'm going to give in to him that easily, he's mistaken. It's been a week since I learned what he did behind my back. I really try to understand him, I try with all my heart to find excuses for him, but in the end, I tell myself he has no excuse. He had no right to pry into my life like that, into my father's life, not to say my whole family's life. What's more, he did it without talking to me, which I find unacceptable. However, it opened my eyes to the true face of the people around me. Deep down, I knew that Tony Moncrief was a despicable being, but I had no idea of the depth of his darkness. The only question that came to mind was why? Why does this man hate us so much? What did we ever do to him? Was his hatred aimed solely at my father, or at our entire family, given that he apparently continues to lash out at me? The results of Drake's investigation opened my eyes. I'
POV Drake.She shudders at my voice and freezes. I've surprised her. Good, that was my intention. Because I too fell four stories today when I saw her on that terrace with him. I've asked Lucas to put two men on her side for protection. I'm getting to know Lisa and I'm beginning to know that her silence is never a good sign. Especially when she's this angry. I know very well that she's about to do something stupid, like trying to get revenge on her own, for example, but I know very well that it's a bad idea, she can't face this man on her own. He's bloody dangerous! But she's stubborn, maybe even more so than I am, knowing that she went to see this guy and that he put his hands on her, and that she let him do it, really pisses me off. I take her hand and pull her onto my legs. "You didn't come to work today. " "What? You're watching me now? ""Lisa... " "Let go of me! "she cuts me off. If I could have carried her, I would have done it myself. But I can't. So I motion to Zack to he
POV Lisa. I'm slowly emerging from my sleep, the only thing on my mind at the moment is how good I am right now. I feel Drake's warmth on my back, his arms holding me close. I close my eyes and savor this privileged moment that has become so rare these days. Just a few more seconds and then I'm gone, I thought. But that's without counting on Drake's presence behind me. It's as if this man is reading my mind, so much so that it's starting to scare me. His hand slips between my intimate lips, which he spreads, and starts caressing my clitoris, already sensitive from our lovemaking the night before. I close my eyes and bite my lip to keep from moaning with pleasure. But Drake knows my body even better than I do. His fingers dig into my sex and he begins a gentle back-and-forth, torturing me until I buckle. My thighs spread a little more at their own will and Drake's fingers insert themselves a little more into me. "Drake..." I murmured. "I forbid you to cum without my permission, your
POV Ryan.I park my car on the corner of this seedy neighborhood. I look around to make sure no one's around. Then I breathe a sigh of relief. I lean back in the armchair and light a cigarette. I hate coming to Sydney's palm hole, but when circumstances force me to, I don't really have a choice. It's in this godforsaken hole that you find everything men like me need, henchmen when you want to make someone disappear, whores, drugs and I'm even certain that in this shithole I could find someone capable of imitating my brother's signature even better than himself. I inhale the smoke from my cigarette, then spit it out into the air in circles. Ever since I learned to do this trick, I can't get enough of it. Sierra loved it too. I close my eyes and shake my head. What the hell am I doing thinking about her at a time like this? No, what's wrong with me thinking about her at all? Sierra is part of a past I'd like to put behind me, far away. I catch a glimpse of a silhouette in the dark, and
POV Drake"Reassure me, is that Lisa I just saw getting into the car with Zack? "Scarlett asks me in a teasing voice. I turn my head towards the window so I don't have to answer her. When my sister gets like this, she almost becomes like a crazy person obsessed with knowing everything. "You look way too calm to me, I don't know like soothed, you look like you're happy to go to your therapy session and between you and me, I know you hate going. " I turn my head towards her and look at her, she just shrugs her shoulders as if to say, you really think I'm an idiot, I know very well you hate going to these sessions. She doesn't say it out loud, but I know her well enough to know that's what she's thinking. I've actually asked Zack to go with Lisa to the company. I need people I can trust there more than ever, especially since Mason had to leave the country. I'm not at all secure in the knowledge that my business is in my brother's hands. I don't trust him at all. I know exactly what ki
POV BrianI tap my foot on the floor, hang up for the fifth time since this morning and throw the phone on the bed. Why doesn't she answer me? Why is she avoiding my calls? I've been trying to reach her for two bloody days without any success. My thoughts begin to wander and I start to imagine everything and anything. Who could she be with? Is she with him? Is he putting his hands on her again? I don't want him anywhere near her! I think back to our conversation, to the moment when he clearly told me Lisa would never be mine. I tried to kill him, I threw myself at him with a butter knife, I wanted to stick it in his neck, if only that bodyguard hadn't interfered. I don't want anything to disturb this reconciliation between Lisa and me. Especially not now, after all these years, I've finally found her and I've no intention of losing her. I close my eyes and think back to that day when we were at university, I'd just had an argument with my father and I was at my lowest ebb. Once aga
POV Lisa.I hang up with a sigh, beginning to wonder if what I'm doing is really a good idea. Brian is really driving me crazy! With his calls, his messages full of love. Not to mention the looks Drake gives me every time my phone rings. Just this morning, he called me while I was having breakfast with Drake and Drake almost put my phone in the coffee pot. If I hadn't held it back, I don't know what would have happened. I get up and grab my purse to head out the door, thank goodness Mason isn't here to hold me accountable. And with Ryan at the head of the company, it's become something else, he too comes to work when he feels like it, which creates an incredible mess. Drake really needs to come back and take this company back in hand. I have to admit that being away at the moment doesn't make me any different from anyone else, but I really have to get to this appointment. Knowing Brian as well as I do, he might well be able to barge in here and create a scandal. I head for the elevat