Revenge is a dish best served cold. That should be the line I should recite over and over in this scenario. Small sacrifices that should lead to a great victory. I was on a delicate path, where I had to live with the enemy to attack from within. I allowed myself to enjoy Amanda’s martyrdom.I had sa
“Where did they go?” I asked to no one in particular.As if in response, my phone started ringing from inside my purse. I pulled it out, surprised to see it was Lucius calling.“What’s going on?” I asked.“We’re waiting for you on the rooftop,” he said.“For what?” I asked, frowning.“Your family wa
I knew the kiss with Lucius was lasting longer than a “fake kiss” should, but my desire to pull away from him was nonexistent. I was completely intoxicated by his lips, his touch, and the way he made me feel. Still, all good things must come to an end.“Um, excuse me, lovebirds, we’re still here,” A
As the doors closed behind them, I had to bring my glass to Lucius’s for a clink. We shared a conspiratorial smile before sipping our champagne.…We were seconds away from reaching Jenna’s apartment, the one I still hadn’t moved out of while I finalized the paperwork with the bank for my new place.
Not even my intense hatred for Andrew made me want to kill him. And I certainly didn’t want Lucius getting into trouble over that idiot. I had to put an end to this scene before anyone saw us, so I went straight to my fiancé and grabbed his arm.“Stop, Lucius! He’s drunk! He doesn’t know what he’s d
“Aren’t you going to kiss me on the lips as a reward?” I asked, breathless from the arousal that was killing me.“Exactly…” he smiled before disappearing between my legs.I fought to hold back my voice, but I wasn’t doing a good job of it. A moan escaped me, then another, and another. From the vague
Rush-hour metro rides were more colorful than you could imagine. At the end of the aisle, there was a singer collecting coins while hitting all the wrong notes. Behind me, a baby was crying its lungs out, and in front of me, two old men were arguing about politics.And then there was me, clutching a
“Sorry, but… have we met before?” I asked, confused.He looked surprised before laughing. Dimples appeared on his cheeks.“Don’t you remember me? We took Commercial Law together at university,” he revealed.“We did?” I asked, still confused. He laughed more, looking slightly embarrassed but amused.