ELOISE "Here." Adam offered me a cup of hot tea when we entered the suite he was staying in. The place was well-lit and warm, just like him. He took a seat in front of me, gently tucking a few strands of my hair behind my ear as he observed me. I took a sip of the tea, and relief washed over me. "I'm sorry I got you involved in my issues. He grunted. "Anyone would get involved if they witnessed that. I told you he's lucky I left him alive." "You're not a monster like him." His pupils darkened. "Oh, you have no idea." “How did you know he followed me in the restroom?” “Your friend saw him.” Oh, Nina. She had already saved me so much. I glanced around his spacious suite. "This is a nice place. Thanks for bringing me here.” "You're welcome." He kissed my forehead and stood up again. "You can use the bedroom whenever you feel like resting. I have the bathroom ready too. Did you want anything else?” I shook my head. "Maybe a snack? Thank you.” “Anytime.” He walked to the kitche
ELOISE After I showered, Adam was pretty much refreshed as well. He was sitting on the edge of the bed. "Mm," he hummed, studyin me. "That looks good on you." I looked down at the PJs he lent me. "I thought you said you don't take advantage and I need a rest?" I wiped my hair with the towel. I could smell a hint of his scent on my body. It must be the soap and shampoo. It felt as if he was embracing me, and I liked it. "Are you sleepy?" I shook my head. "Why don't you sit here so we can talk a bit?" He smiled seductively and tapped his hand on the space next to him. I guess he was back to being the sexy, playful Adam Sebastian after all that drama. "About what?" "About this. What did you tell them about what we were?" I sat on the other end of the bed. "I told the baron you're my boyfriend, which, of course, you're not. Fine, you win this time. I need your help with whatever plan you're trying to plot for my dad tomorrow." He said he didn't need a reason to do this. He told
ADAMI woke up to my ringtone in the late hours of dawn. I had finally been enjoying a good night's sleep, knowing the red-haired angel was safe in the bedroom. I was worried as hell, and my knuckles stung from pounding on the fucking baron's face earlier.I checked my phone, and it was only three o'clock in the morning, with Zoey's name displayed on my screen. I frowned; she never called me unannounced.I answered, "What is it, Zoey?""Why would you do this? I… I just don't understand, and I'm so confused. I want to be honest with you all the time. I'm sorry for intruding. You can punish me if you wish, but how did it come to this?""What are you talking about? I had no desire to punish you, Zoey." Not anymore. Honestly, I had no idea what to do with Zoey right now. She was the least of my concerns.She moaned. "It's because of her you've lost track of our plans."I sighed heavily, running my fingers through my hair. "Hold on. Where are you? Have you been drinking?""I'm at the bar..
ADAM I took a moment to admire her proportioned and flawless bare body and beauty as if she were a goddess awaiting some lucky mortal to fuck her. Her red hair gracefully cascaded down her shoulders, and her emerald-green eyes sparkled with need. "Spread your legs," I commanded. I wanted to see her vulnerable, all for my pleasure. She blushed and hid her rosy cheeks in embarrassment, but slowly, she parted her thighs while still seated on the counter. Before me was her pink and tightly wrapped vulva, looking incredibly snug and dripping with her own juices. Damn. I felt like I was about to cum. "That's a pretty pussy." I brought my thumb to her clitoris. "Look at me, Eloise. I want to see your eyes." She gasped, probably because of my vulgarity, or maybe it was because I had started to massage her clitoris with my thumb. I circled it gently, as it was very sensitive and so pink that I didn't want to hurt her by being too aggressive. But eventually, I knew I wanted to be aggress
ADAM One week ago… I sat in Rafe’s office on the day I decided to follow after Eloise. Something about her that always drew me in. Holding the background investigation check papers in my hand, I now knew she wasn’t just an ordinary person with a decent job in New York. I couldn’t explain why, but I always felt this overwhelming urge to uncover every piece of her story. It was almost as if logic took a backseat as I now held my passport. “As if you don’t know,” I smirked, “you’re going to ask me why I used the services of your private investigator.” He raised an eyebrow inquisitively. “Dad has been inquiring about Generations. And although you’re doing your job well, I know you’re up to something again. So, who is this Eloise Walker?” I knew well that he would read those papers before I had the chance to. After all, he was the one who delivered them to me. “It doesn’t have anything to do with Generations. She simply works there,” I said with a shrug. I knew exactly where this co
ELOISE “That’s better,” Adam whispered in my ear. His hot breath on my neck made me quiver. “But we can talk about that another day.” “So, is it a deal?” “I asked, barely able to catch my breath. Shit. I was basically asking him for a convenient relationship with casual sex. I just hope I was ready for this, although it was too late to back out. “Deal,” he replied casually as if we hadn’t just had that conversation. “And as my part of the bargain, let’s discuss what we should tell your family.” Also, why did he always speak so intensely? *** We arrived at the mansion before evening. Nina replied she hadn’t mentioned anything to the viscount but informed him I would come tonight. I wore this long red dress that Adam got me from Louis Vuitton earlier, and it totally shimmered under the hallway lights, like I was ready to take on anything. It was a shame I hadn’t brought anything Bonnie had prepared for me. Her dresses were stunning and fit me perfectly. But boy, my date tonight w
ELOISE I didn’t stand. Why should I? I had no idea what would happen next. Logan Cunningham needed me to become Malcolm. He died without pursuing his own dreams. In this family, we were just puppets. The aristocracy and traditions would imprison me. If I let this happen, I would lose myself. “Eloise, my dear. Stand up, please,” my dad said, motioning toward me. Suddenly, all the guests turned their attention to me. I looked at Adam, hoping he had a plan to help me. “I had something up in my sleeve, but we didn’t expect your father to introduce you right in the middle of dinner.” “What should we do then? What should I say?” I hissed. The rush was burning in my blood, and everyone was waiting for something to happen. “Eloise?” my dad called again, and I felt my feet moving on their own as I rose from my seat. “There she is, my darling girl,” he said, opening his arms proudly. I glanced at Davina and my grandmother, who both had a poker face. I wasn’t sure if they wanted me here
ELOISE The dinner remained tense as guests exchanged glances and murmured about the unexpected turn of events. After the meal, as instructed, I joined Dad and Adam in my father’s study. The room was decorated with dark wood furniture, a massive mahogany desk, and shelves stocked with leather-bound books. Dad settled back in his chair, his eyes fixed on Adam as he studied him intently. “A partnership with the Waldorf family could benefit both parties greatly. But tell me, young man, is your motivation for this related to my daughter?” he questioned bluntly. It’s no surprise he’d have doubts about this whole thing. Adam sat properly, crossing his legs. Maybe he wanted to show my dad that he wasn’t intimidated. “Jonathan, my cousin, already told me about this. Our grandfather wants to expand our investments and sees potential in the Royal Diamonds casino in Edinburgh.” Well, well. Adam did come here all prepared. I had limited knowledge about the Cunninghams’ businesses. One of thei