I look at myself in the mirror. This is me. I am Veronica. This man is not going to bring me down. I am going to show him whom he has messed with. I want to see the pain and regret in his eyes when I expose him, finally.
Joshua is at the door.
“Joshua.”
“Veronica. You have been ignoring me. I would never. There must be something wrong with my phone
“So, where are we going?”
“You will see when we get there.”
“What happened? One minute we making love on the couch. The next day you are gone.”
“I had to clear my head. Nobody has ever said that to me before.”
“Said what?”
“You know what.”
“I love you?”
“Yes.”
“I do, Veroni
Just wonderful. I am on the front cover of Flare and You with my ex-boyfriend and his soon-to-be fiancé.“Veronica James: Homewrecker.”“Veronica James: The other woman.”In this business, you have no friends. How are you supposed to get things done when you have to play against the likes of this. That is why I use my body to get what I want.How must I not use my body? Did he even mean that? I must respect my body. Did he not even care about me a bit. Why did he want to talk to me?Am I being unnecessarily hard?“Janice.”“Yes, Miss James.”“Please send Tyler over to my office.”“Sure, Miss James.”Tyler walks in, and I lock the door behind him. I learned my lesson with Joshua barging in.&n
I am back in my room after a long day of soaking in the sun. I hear the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from next door. After half hour of constant moaning, I come to the conclusion that they are watching porn. Fuck this. I am not listening to this the whole night. I phone reception. “Please, could someone do something about next door? They are too loud.” “Miss James, unfortunately, there is nothing we could do about it.” “What do you mean there is nothing you can do? Move them to another room. It is not like the resort is busy.” “Sorry, but they specifically asked for that room. They are perfectly within the noise level. There is nothing I can do.” Fucking great. I am going to the pool house bar. I can't listen to this shit. The old Veronica would have gotten off on that. Now it just gives me the creeps. “Please give me t
I decided to run off to a far off exotic resort to get away from everything. To run away from myself. My neighbor has not made things easy for me. He loves porn, a lot of it. I am waiting for him at the bar. All I want is peace and quiet. I am preparing myself for some hairy fat man. “What is his name?” I ask the bartender. “Don’t know.” “Very helpful bartender you are.” The music has gone louder at the bar, I feel someone walk up behind me, I know he is saying something, but I cannot hear a word, he reaches his hand out to me, I take it in my own and turn to introduce myself. “Joshua.” “Veronica. What are you doing here?” “I am here for you.” “How did you know I am here?” He goes oddly quiet. “Remind me to fire Janice when I get back. How long have you bee
...Joshua POV... Why do I sound like a goddamn schoolboy? So I make a the walk back to the hotel room with Veronica in full view next to me. She is there, within arm’s reach. I want slide my hand up that leg to find the lace panties that I know that she is not wearing. And it is this thought that I have in mind as I push that key in to open my front door. I know that as we are walking inside to the lounge, that she is staring at my ass with each step that I take, so I pull away and turn to face her. “Can I get you something to drink?” Instead of answering, she reaches out to me, putting her small, warm hand on the back of my neck. Then she kisses me, first lightly, then more urgent. Her hips are tilted against mine; her breasts are against my chest; her whole body is sending a message that is undeniable. Then she nibbles my ear, touching my face softly with her fingertips, and she whispers, "I have missed you, Joshua." "Veronic
Joshua grips me by the hips and crushes my body into him; with one loud growl, he lifts my feet from the floor and carries me backward toward the bed.We are kissing like crazy. Like our lives depend on it. His tongue slips inside my mouth, gentle but demanding, and it's nothing like I've ever experienced; every square inch of my body dissolves into his. My fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer. My veins throb, and my heart explodes. I have never wanted anyone like this before.My body falls back into the sheets; Joshua leans over me and centers me on the bed before he settled on top of me. I feel him, all of him, pressed against me; I feel his cock throbbing against my thighs, his heart beating through his sculpted chest, his warm breath lingering on my skin.He feels fucking amazing.He continues downward until his lips are locked around my quivering nipple, his tongue circling the swollen tip. His hand strokes the other. Both are throbbing, one in
The next morning I wake up. Joshua is not next to me. Did I dream of all of it? Fuck at least I did not confess my love to him. I know I said all of that, "I only want to be with him" shit. I don't think I am ready for it anymore.Then he walks in. Fuck. I'm screwed.“Morning Veronica.”“Morning Joshua.”“I arranged for breakfast.”“I'm not big on breakfast. I have to pack, I am flying back this afternoon.”“I'm sure we flying at the same time, there is only one plane out here a day.”“I remember now, I have an appointment at the spa.”“Are you avoiding me?”“No. Whatever gives you tha
I can’t believe a week ago I pledged my undying love to Joshua Hamilton. This week I am back to being Veronica James. Should I feel bad? I don’t know. Should I feel sad? I also don’t know. I have enough wine to take both away.Veronica ~”Morning Brenda.”Brenda ~”
I am sitting in my office with my stilettos on my desk stewing in my own shit. I have come to the conclusion if I want to fuck, I fuck perfectly. But I am also able to perfectly fuck things up as well.One of those perfect things is Joshua Hamilton. The only reason this is bugging me is because he is mine and mine alone not some bimbo models. He is mine even though I don’t want him or so I say to myself.
Brenda had just dropped a bomb on me. Tom has been hiding who he is. I am not pissed off, not yet.Brenda ~”He is Thomas Hedford.”Brenda ~”Did you think they will snap a photo of you and one of your employees?”
I am sitting at my desk staring out the window. If you put the circumstances behind, yesterday was the best sex I have ever had in my life.I know it is not fair to Joshua. But Joshua is the one I love, sex means nothing when you are in love. Or so I think.Tom has gone missing. I have not heard from him or seen him since yesterday. I don’t know if I should be looking for him. I don’t even know where to begin.But I have another problem to deal with now. I have the copies of Flare and You in front of me. Someone is going to pay for this.The covers read."Veronica ~ James : Kiss & Tell""Veronica ~ James : Heartthrob stealing a kiss"********************Tom and I are plastered all over the f
I am nervous. I have never been nervous when it comes to sex. Am I nervous for me or am I nervous for Tom. This was a stupid idea. There is no turning back now.Tom ~”Morning Veronica.”Veronica ~”Tom.”Tom ~”Do we need to talk about this?”Veronica ~”Just be yourself. Be prepared for anything.”Tom ~”Just so you know I am recording this.”Veronica ~”Why?”Tom ~”To have something I can use against this asshole.”Brenda ~”Miss James Dylan is here.”Dylan ~”Morning Veronica, Tom.”Veronica ~”Dylan.”&nb
I am playing with fire and I am going to get burned. I am breaking my own rules over and over again. I am breaking Tom's rules too. But I am enjoying it. I am enjoying being with Tom.I was fresh out college, fresh in the industry when I met him, Sam. We were inseparable, he was my world. I did not think I could love anyone more than I did him. I thought that we would get married. But one day I caught him kissing her, my boss. My heart was devastated, I thought we had something special. I thought he was mine and I was his. I vowed that I would never love again after that, that I would kiss no man ever again.
I have a problem. A big problem. In fact I have three.Problem number one has to be Dylan. The guy is hot but hell he is creepy. I dread the day he finally decides what he wants and comes knocking on my door. I am curious about him but not that curious.Problem number two is Tom. I wish I knew what was going through my thick skull when I decided to kiss him. I broke both our rules. He is hot and he definitely knows what he is doing. He is also very talented, I am scared of how talented he can be.Problem number three is a problem in itself. Joshua. He is patiently waiting for me and will continue to do so no matter what I do. I want to be with him but I also don’t. This is a confusing one, I don’t know what it is I really feel for him.Tom ~”Veronica.”Veronica ~”Tom.
I am nervous, I don't do nervous, but I am doing it now. This is a big deal, this is a big client, we have to sign him. No matter the risks.Tom ~”Veronica are you seriously going to wear that?”Veronica ~”What is wrong with this?”
I am in Joshua's office. I just kissed him. I have been wanting to do it the whole night. I am weak. Joshua makes me weak. I need to go. I need to get away from him.Veronica ~”I must go.”Joshua ~”No please stay.”
I am sitting in my office with my stilettos on my desk stewing in my own shit. I have come to the conclusion if I want to fuck, I fuck perfectly. But I am also able to perfectly fuck things up as well.One of those perfect things is Joshua Hamilton. The only reason this is bugging me is because he is mine and mine alone not some bimbo models. He is mine even though I don’t want him or so I say to myself.
I can’t believe a week ago I pledged my undying love to Joshua Hamilton. This week I am back to being Veronica James. Should I feel bad? I don’t know. Should I feel sad? I also don’t know. I have enough wine to take both away.Veronica ~”Morning Brenda.”Brenda ~”