Erin is determined to identify her opponent, who accuses her of stealing the concept for her new product release. The Makeup Blend's CEO, Anna Lerman. She urgently needs to confront Anna and understand why she was targeted for plagiarism. Erin's stay in the city is limited, driven by her longing to return home and embrace her daughter, Lacey, as soon as possible. The separation weighs heavily on her heart, as she's unaccustomed to being apart from her daughter for extended periods. Anna's sister-in-law's birthday will be held at a hotel in Berlin. The allure of this event is too potent for her to ignore, presenting a strategic opportunity she simply cannot let pass. "Anna will definitely be in attendance," Byron remarked as they sat in a cozy corner of the coffee shop. "And I'm also sure we'll see the person who betrayed Raw Beauty," Erin replied. As Erin ponders the motives behind the theft of Raw Beauty's concept, she contemplates various scenarios, including the possibility th
For the first time, Erin felt an unfamiliar wave of nerves despite knowing she hadn't committed any wrongdoing. You know that feeling when summoned to the principal's office, yet you're innocent? Gathering her courage, Erin addressed Orion, "What brings you here?" "I was invited. You should be the one I'm asking what you're doing here and why you're with James O'Sullivan," he countered, his tone laced with an interrogator's precision as though she were under suspicion. "He invited me to this event." "And why is that?" Erin was annoyed by Orion's consecutive questions. Did she need to explain why she was with the Irish mob? Why was she here at the party? And wasn't it just two days ago that his marriage to another woman was made public? "I don't need to give a reason to a business partner, Mr. Arvesso," she brushed past him after glaring at him. "Did you have a romantic involvement with James?" she heard him press. "Is Lacey his daughter?" Erin stood stunned, her thou
"You're here, Mr. Arvesso," James remarked to Orion. "Right on time. I just finished my conversation with Ms. Erin. Until next time, miss!" With that, he exited the room. Orion's expression darkened as he watched James leave. An underlying tension in the air, a silent animosity that simmered beneath the surface. He didn't bother acknowledging the man; something about James irked him to the point of wanting to punch the Irishman. But he and Erin understood the risks, especially with James' guards present. Erin remained stunned even after James had departed the clinic. It was as if she had been caught red-handed by her husband in a compromising situation with another man, judging by Orion's hostile gaze directed at her. After a moment to collect herself, Erin rubbed her temples wearily. She owed no explanations. "When did you become James' kept woman?" Orion's tone was sharp, accusatory. "Orion, I don't have time for this, nor do I need to explain myself. We don't have a relationsh
"Yes, babe. Suck…” Erin's plump lips pressed against the head of his cock, her grip firm on the base. As she took him in, she felt the head sliding down her throat, a sensation that sent shivers through her. Her eyes squeezed shut, shutting out the world as Orion's moan mingled with the air around them. Her other hand traced the contours of his muscles, exploring the hardness beneath his skin, and yet, each touch ignited a spark of desire within her. She fought against the rising bile in her throat, a sour taste flooding her mouth as her body reacted. Saliva surged, pooling in her mouth to the overwhelming sensation. Deep within her, a wellspring of desire surged, intensifying the thrill coursing through her veins. "Fuck, Erin!" Orion cursed. The throb in Erin's chest surged as her tongue tenderly traced his rugged skin, and her delicious lips grazed along his length. Erin had never envisioned herself partaking in such an act. It filled her mouth, squeezed, savored… Orion's
"What does this mean?" Orion demanded, his gaze piercing Byron. His hair was disheveled, and Erin couldn't shake the lingering scent of intimacy emanating from him. "He's Byron, Raw Beauty's business consultant," Erin replied. "I know who he is. My question is, why is he here in your room with those things?" Orion crossed his arms, scrutinizing the boxes of expensive items, awaiting a satisfactory explanation. "I share the same inquiry, Mr. Arvesso." Erin winced. She seemed like a wife caught red-handed by her husband. "Byron and I need to discuss the issues at the Raw Beauty office. Regardless, you don't need to know the problem because it's too personal and unrelated to you. What we did last night was merely a casual hookup." Byron was rendered speechless, stunned by Erin's words. Yes, she was kicking the hotel mogul out of her suite! "Um, I apologize, Erin, but I must leave. I have a flight to catch for a business meeting in Paris. You should attend the online meeting later
Erin's first order of business upon her return to Bel-Air was to pay a visit to Lily's home because Lacey was there. She had to leave Orion at the hotel in Berlin, as she didn't feel comfortable traveling back to the country with him. Erin couldn't understand what had gotten into him; he was unusually clingy. "Mommy!" Lacey's tiny feet dashed towards the gate as soon as the Walton Family found out she was there. Upon seeing her daughter, Erin's face lit up with joy, and she rushed forward to embrace Lacey tightly, peppering her cheeks with affectionate kisses. "I've missed you so much, baby!" Excitedly, Lacey exclaimed, "Mommy! Novella and I baked cookies!" "Really? Will you let Mommy have a taste?" Erin's heart warmed at the thought of her daughter bonding with Novella. "Of course!" Lacey replied enthusiastically. Approaching with a smile, Lily greeted Erin, who reciprocated with a grateful hug, expressing her appreciation for Lily's care of her child during her absenc
After Erin's conversation with Orion over the phone, she didn't expect Mr. O'Sullivan's unexpected call. He read her text messages earlier, absorbing her scolding tone and the torrent of frustrations and regrets she expressed toward the man who had endangered her daughter's life. "What are you doing here?" Orion questioned Mr. O'Sullivan directly, mirroring Erin's surprise at seeing James there. "Erin texted me. I'm currently tied up with business matters at a few casinos in the city, so I've been here since last night. Upon receiving word from my men about Erin's message, I made the choice to come here," James explained. Orion glanced at Erin, seemingly accusing. Erin couldn't help but feel a twinge of irritation. 'Wait a moment! Why does it feel like I'm being blamed?' she pondered inwardly. "Now that I'm here, Mr. O'Sullivan, you are free to go. We appreciate your assistance. Thank you," Orion stated, seemingly dismissing Mr. O'Sullivan. James raised an amused eyebrow, his d
Erin rubbed her temples as she sat facing her laptop, working on some pressing issues. She watched the advertisement for the opening in Le Grand Resort; her mind buzzed with anticipation for the approaching weeks. Noticing some areas that required attention, she meticulously outlined the necessary adjustments to her team, ensuring every detail was addressed. As the doorbell rang, Erin's intuition told her it was one of the two men who had been bothering her that morning: either Orion or James. Ignoring the persistent chime, she sensed the visitor's growing impatience. Without a doubt, Erin knew it was either Orion or James outside. Lacey glanced at Erin, observing her hesitation to address the visitor, before shifting her attention towards the gate. Her daughter sat at the table, engrossed in her coloring book, taking advantage of the early morning hours before her nursery school began in a few hours. "Don't mind that sweetheart," Erin said. Erin rose from her seat and appro