"Confess," he clarified.This time she nodded. "Yes, I've done that countless times."As Granger's gaze bore into hers, she felt a surge of desire coursing through her veins, overwhelming her senses. It was as if they were caught in a magnetic pull, drawn inexorably closer with each passing moment."Then do it once more," he insisted.His hands tightened on her hips. His lips were close, and it reminded her of their taste. With every warm breath, Lara felt him closer.Granger took a deep breath. His blue-green eyes were almost all she could see, and they lingered on her mouth. When he looked at her, he saw her. He saw everything she tried to hide, even from herself. He saw, and he desired."Do it," he repeated, firmer this time.She hesitated, torn between the forbidden allure of his presence and the lingering echoes of guilt that still haunted her conscience. But as his hands trailed tantalizingly along her body, igniting flames of desire within her, she found herself succumbing to
Greyson approached Kesha, his hands holding her face. "Oh, Lara," he whispered, trailing his tongue along Kesha's lips. "If Aaron isn't already in the palm of your hand, make sure he is.""How?" Lara recoiled in disgust.As Greyson's lips pressed against Kesha's, the air seemed to crackle with tension, the atmosphere heavy with the weight of their illicit connection. His kiss was not just a mere gesture of affection; it was a calculated move, designed to convey dominance and control. Greyson kissed Kesha, but stared at Lara.Lara stood frozen in the doorway. Greyson's eyes bore into hers with a predatory intensity, sending a chill down her spine. It was as if he was daring her to challenge him, to defy his authority.When Greyson finally broke away from Kesha, a triumphant smirk played on his lips, his gaze never wavering from Lara's. It was a silent message, a warning that he held all the cards in this twisted game they were playing. "Do something to capture him, something big. So
The ambient noise of the hall evaporated into an eerie silence, tension crackling in the air like electricity, as Sabrina's commanding presence seized control of the room.The people around the hall quieted down, curious about what she had to say."Firstly, I would like to thank you for the invitation," Sabrina began, her expression softening with a smile. "I've just returned from a long trip, and I confess I am a bit lost in this country. I do not know where to go, what to do..."A fleeting smile graced her lips, a subtle play of emotions dancing across her features as she spoke, drawing the audience further into her narrative."But Aaron," she continued, her voice taking on a softer, more intimate tone as she turned her attention to him, "Has been very kind in accompanying me and reintegrating me into society again. He's my great love, without a doubt!"The audience responded with applause and murmurs of approval as Sabrina maintained her gaze on Aaron, as if sharing an intimate sec
Taking a deep breath, Lara wiped the corners of her eyes and turned to face him, her gaze searching his for answers. "Mr. Granger," she replied, maintaining a cautious distance between them."What you saw..." Aaron began to explain, but Lara cut him off with a gesture."A kiss between you and the woman who loves you," she finished, her voice a whisper heavy."No, Lara. It was much less than that. It was fucking insignificant," Aaron tried to justify."Aaron," Lara sighed, her voice heavy with sadness and acceptance. "You do not owe me explanations. You do not have to justify yourself to me. I am upset because... because I wished things were different," she admitted, her eyes meeting his in a moment of shared vulnerability. "But things are as they are. I am married to Greyson, Sabrina is crazy about you," she shrugged, a shadow of resignation passing over her face. "And maybe it's better this way.""Are you saying that because Sabrina kissed me?" Aaron asked."No, Aaron. I am saying i
Lara and Aaron were lying on her bed, naked. She entwined her fingers with his, lost in thought."What are you doing here?" she asked."I thought about everything you told me yesterday," he murmured calmly, "And I think it's nonsense."Lara smiled. "It's not nonsense, Aaron. We're taking risks every time we're together. Right now, Greyson could come in here and..." She buried her head in the pillow."Greyson is in my office now, waiting for a meeting with me.""Even so," Lara looked at him, "Is this what you want to live? A furtive, hidden love...""Lara, I need you to be honest with me." Aaron held her face in his hands. "Are you with Greyson because you love him?"She hesitated for a moment, debating whether to tell Aaron the truth. Then, she shook her head."Then why are you married to him?""Because my family needed money. And currently... Greyson has ways to control my life. He bought my family's company, pays for my father's treatment..." She sighed. "I can't divorce him unless
"I still do not understand your point, Mr. Granger," Greyson said, crossing his arms."My point is simple. This project belongs to Lara, not you. All you want is to use my name as a stepping stone to achieve success, money, and power," Aaron stated. "Tell me if I am wrong.""You are not," Greyson admitted."I will give you that, then, Greyson," Aaron held Greyson's gaze. "And I only want one thing in return.""What's that?""Your wife.""What?" Greyson laughed. "Lara?""I do not know what keeps her tied to you, but I want you to let her go. you will have whatever you want from me in exchange for her freedom.""That's not up to me. Lara also needs to want the divorce.""Do not be so fucking foolish. If she's in my bed, as we both know she is, it's because she doesn't want you," Aaron said firmly.Greyson's jaw tightened, his teeth grinding together as a surge of frustration and anger coursed through him. His hands curled into fists at his sides, nails digging into his palms as he fough
"I am not going to ask you to get in the car again," he said."Aaron, let's be realistic. We're not compatible. I am not the kind of woman capable of meeting your standards," Lara sighed. "You came, you wanted me, you intimidated Greyson into divorcing me..." she squeezed the bag between her hands. "All this just so you can take pleasure in saying I am yours."He wanted to agree, and he did so in his mind, but the man would be unable to admit that their relationship would not work. In his terms, and without exceptions, it could work."It doesn't seem like you want to avoid me," he replied, with slow and direct conviction.Aaron scrutinized Lara's face as she changed her expression; from determined to tired, from nervous to frustrated."This is the problem." Lara looked up, hugging herself in a metaphorical attempt to protect herself from something she did not even know. "I really do not want to.""I am not saying I am going to use and discard you. My only rule is to keep things simple
From those words on, Aaron understood everything else. The man confirmed with a nod, indicating that he understood what he had heard. She would not be part of an agreement, and he would not have a non-contractual relationship. Finally, the programmed end of the relationship had come faster than either of them supposed.Lara thought she should say something more; apologize for not being able to follow Aaron's life rules, or talk about the mild weather in the city, or ask about his work. Anything would be better than silence.However, as he left the Strip and entered a less crowded street, the car's system beeped, indicating an incoming call. And by pressing just one button on the steering wheel, Aaron answered:"You are on speaker, Alex.""Copy that, sir. I am not sure, but I think your car is being followed. As mentioned before, I am not sure, so just for safety, do not stop.""What's the car?" Aaron asked, looking back through the rearview mirror."A black Ford Mustang, sir.""So th
Aaron grabbed Lara's hands and brought them to the top of her head. He used just one of her hands to press her wrists against the door.The woman had no immediate reaction. "If you do not let go of me, I am going to scream"Aaron ran the tip of his nose along the expanse of exposed skin on Lara's throat. And despite hating her own reaction, she got goosebumps.In turn, the man placed one of his hands on the woman's waist, and then whispered: "Yes, I bet you are going to scream"Aaron buried his face in the crook of Lara's neck. The smell she gave off was enough to dismantle the man. He slid his nose along her skin, bringing out her already heightened senses. Lara sighed, losing herself more by the second. She tried to free her hands, but the man was countlessly stronger.And when Aaron noticed that lingering shivers ran through the woman's body, he slapped her on the butt. The thin fabric of the robe allowed them both to feel the impact of the touch.She let out a startled but not ent
And so his trip was over.**When Lara woke up, her mind seemed out of tune with the rest of the world. She felt a headache the minute she opened her eyes, and then had to close them.Lara did not remember the night before, and had no idea where she was. The bed beneath him was very soft, and probably very large. The sheets had an exquisite scent, so she assumed the room was a luxury hotel.The beautiful woman decided to open her eyes, although the light that infiltrated the panoramic windows was uncomfortable. She analyzed the landscape that unfolded through the glass and realized that she was on one of the highest floors of the building. Lara stood up with some difficulty, feeling her body soften as her feet touched the floor.The room was impersonal, and the bed took up a large part of it. Lara tried to recognize the details, but nothing made sense in her mind.She remembered being upset after her conversation with Kisha. She remembered traveling with Ana for work and ending up dri
"Think on the bright side. You do not have a woman for life, but you can have one a day" Carter murmured, was ignored and smiled.Aaron decided he would not deal with the mess Joseph made. It was not his obligation to pay attention to those women. He felt claustrophobic when he walked past a woman and she touched him, trying to draw him to her.Aaron turned to his friend, and noticed that he was very pleased with all the available women. "I hope you can handle them all" Granger commented, and received a smile from Joseph in response.Carter did not understand Aaron's personality. He was too closed off for someone who could swim in dollars, for someone who could have whatever he wanted, for someone who could have anyone he wanted.Aaron Granger was unknown even to those who knew him.Aaron walked to one of the apartment's three bedrooms, the closest one. The suite was empty, and he entered it. There was a bed with white sheets, as well as fabric curtains. And despite the mild climate,
"You will rot in a fetid cell, I promise.""Put me in the cell, then" just like the inspector, Aaron knew how to provoke.Granger's blue eyes sparkled with challenge. The way he joked with Spencer whenever he could made the inspector's hatred increase. Aaron knew that the police were far from fully discovering the truth, and he would not be the one to put his cards on the table."Why was Benedict killed?" Spencer asked, leaning forward as he stared at the man before him."Isn't it your job to find out?" Aaron returned it."I have access to a very revealing recording about you. Do you know how close I am to incriminating you?" and then the officer began to bluff, hopeful that he would get something. "This is your last chance to confess the truth, Granger. Because if I have to find out everything that happened that night… I won't be merciful."By now, they were both tired of the chase game. Aaron was fed up with being the villain who ruined someone's day. Spencer was tired of running in
Greyson's lips curled into a smirk, a cruel glint in his eyes. "Kisha and I will spend some time out of the country. In the meantime, work," he ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.Lara's fists clenched at her sides, her nails digging into her palms as she fought to keep her composure. She did not trust herself to speak, the weight of Greyson's words pressing down on her like a suffocating blanket. Without a word, she turned on her heel and fled up the stairs, the echo of her racing footsteps the only sound in the tense silence that hung over the house.Lara stepped into her room, weary from the day's events. Kisha entered and closed the door with a decisive click, her expression expectant. "Do you see how much Greyson cares about me? We're going to travel together," Kisha announced, her voice tinged with excitement and a hint of superiority.Even so, Lara walked to her work desk.Lara glanced up briefly, her mind preoccupied with the weight of responsibilities pressing d
Granger poured himself a third shot of tequila, hoping he would not be conscious for much longer. There was a side table next to the window, and he used it as support for the bottle. The man lifted the glass to his lips and drank all the flammable liquid as if it were water. Aaron did not mind getting drunk, as he would spend many hours on a flight and would have enough time to recover."You are at rock bottom," Volkov, a mysterious man, commented.He did not respond, not even looking at the other man in his office. Aaron was standing by the office window, while Volkov was seated on the couch on the other side of the same room. Granger observed people walking along the Strip; free people, bound by the commitments they had to fulfill."Are your businesses in America coming to an end?" Aaron inquired."For now, yes."Aaron nodded in agreement, indicating that he had heard Volkov. He poured another alcoholic shot for himself, not caring about the consequences he would face. That day had
Among the countless pleasures in Sin City, the police departments also did not rest. The phones rang incessantly in the station, especially on Saturday mornings. And in the midst of the whirlwind that the department proved to be, Lara Carson walked through the reception, alongside Greyson. She felt out of place in that tumultuous environment, with people moving briskly as they raced against time to fulfill their duties."What are we doing here?" she whispered to her husband."You will find out soon," he said, placing his hand on Lara's lower back and guiding her forward. She felt disgusted by that touch, but she did not pull away.Lara approached the reception desk."Hello," Greyson greeted the receptionist, who was typing rapidly on the keyboard in front of her."Good morning. How can I help you?" the woman replied, not even looking at Lara."We've come to see Spencer."The receptionist looked up at the couple in front of the counter. "Inspector Davis will guide you. Please, follow m
"For your own good, please understand. A relationship with you would be marked by tragedies."Lara smiled humorlessly, a weak and melancholic smile. Aaron was the worst kind of man she had the pleasure of meeting. A perfect gentleman, capable of laying the world at her feet or pulling the rug out from under them.She knew that sudden breakup was directly related to George.The woman thought about how dirty that family would have to be for Aaron to push her away so unkindly."If you wanted to have a relationship with me, you would. You do not need to explain, Aaron, I understand that I was just a distraction of the moment.""That's ridiculous," he scoffed.The man wanted to be clear, but there were too many gaps that he would not be able to fill. Perhaps an explanation would leave even more doubts."So ridiculous that you offered me a contract to prove that I would never be more than a signature," Lara accused, turning to Aaron again. The disappointment was evident in her gaze, but no
Aaron's mind was cluttered. All Granger wanted was to live his life. Not the life he could have, but the life he wanted to have.Aaron approached Lara. He still felt he was too dirty to touch her, so he just got close enough to smell her perfume. He wished he could have that woman forever, but he knew that wasn't an option, not for him."I promise by all that I am, Little Angel. When things go wrong, you won't be with me. I will be the only one to pay for the secrets I've chosen to keep," Aaron wished he wasn't so rooted in that feeling. He wished he could simply shut it off, as he had done before. He wanted to extinguish the flame in his heart, but he could not. It was too late not to feel, even though it was too dangerous to feel."When you find out who I really am, I hope you've forgotten my name," the man could not resist. He ran his fingers through Lara's hair, unaware of how intense the touch was for her. Then, Aaron hugged her. The woman's back was pressed against his chest, an