"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
Finally, feeling the beautiful lady's body tighten around his, Aaron could not maintain the sensation any longer. It was like an electric shock in his body, and all his senses were wiped out when he plunged into her one last time, finding ecstasy and releasing everything from himself.Lara collapsed onto Aaron, resting her forehead on the man's shoulder. He, in turn, hugged her with one arm, using only one hand to continue holding the steering wheel.And feeling the exhausted body, Granger could see the lights of the city of Henderson. That's when calmness overtook his spirit, and he smiled relieved. The cars following them could no longer be seen, which meant they had been left behind.However, amidst the chaos, what surprised the man was knowing that his relaxation, largely, was because he knew that Lara's life would not be compromised, nor her safety.She was okay, and that was all that mattered.**The sun infiltrated the room like a shrewd inspector. The light was capable of reve
"Because I am not staying, Lara. I am not going to sleep with you, I am not going to wake up smiling, I am not going to offer what you need. I am not worth the hassle." Despite the weight that those statements caused in his chest, Granger knew what he needed to say. Because, as inhuman as he was, it did not seem fair to him to feed hopes in a woman like Lara. "Greyson was bad for you, and I would not be much better."He wished he could be someone different, at least for a day, just to be able to make the promises she wanted to hear. But Aaron knew that the only thing in place of his heart was misery, and Lara deserved more."Okay," the woman whispered.Aaron knew he wasn't the ideal person for Lara, and it would not do any good to try to be. At some point, things would spiral out of control, and then she would hate him forever. Because, despite knowing that he felt more than attraction, he also knew that Lara would wish she had never met him. It was these thoughts that made the man le
He saw Justin kiss Lara's face, always threatening to touch her lips. He watched the beautiful woman's mischievous smiles, and could not help the thoughts that hit him.Because, in a whole city of people and clubs and men, he was in the same damn place as her.Aaron normally did not like meeting the women he slept with because they always wanted to get closer. They always wanted a greeting, perhaps to prove to other people that they knew Aaron Granger.But that meeting was different.Lara did not even see him, because she was busy being kissed by another man."Stop looking, Granger. If Clark dies, I will be forced to distrust you" Joseph said, making Aaron look at him."If Clark dies, you will probably be in charge of burying the body," he replied, and his friend smiled.The woman next to Granger was like an ornament. She did not talk to him because she knew she would be completely ignored. All the attention in the world was on Lara, on her body wrapped in red fabric, on her bouncing
"As long as you insist on a contract, on taking me to your slaughterhouse or on acting like we are good friends, I do not believe it"Aaron thought about the words he heard as he scrutinized the lips he wanted to kiss. He had rules, he had standards, he had schedules, he had commitments and he had a life. No woman could get in the way of what worked for him.But in front of Lara, Aaron realized that the contract did not matter as much as he should have. He found himself giving in, even unconsciously. At that moment, the man knew that he had to put an end to the story, before it took on uncontrollable proportions.In addition to the contract, Aaron also had secrets.Limiting your relationships to signatures was a way of not exposing yourself, and also of protecting the people around you. It wasn't always out of egocentrism, or because he thought no woman was worthy of his feelings. The truth was that there were more shadows in his soul than Lara would be able to see."Fuck, forget it.
"Good evening, Miss Carson. Her assistant, Ana, sent you a cup of tea, and wished you a good evening," the attendant, very polite and smiling, said."Thanks for the message, and for the tea" Lara smiled, and then accepted the tray with a cup, a pot of boiling water and some tea bags. There were also add-ons, such as cream and sugar."Have a good night, miss""Equally"Lara turned around at the same moment as the girl, and used her foot to close the door. She walked to the side table next to the bed and left the chrome tray there. The woman thought about how calm those days were, compared to the hell she lived in the Donovan mansion.The beautiful woman did not have time to think much about the matter, as there was a knock on the door beforehand. She hurried, running to the door at once. Lara thought she was the server again, and that she was charging her for the tip, or something like that."I am sorry, I forgot to hand over the tip…" she said, before even seeing who was at her door.
Because, since she introduced herself to the world and was known as Lara Carson, she was more part of high society than she knew how to define."After a vacation in Norway, Sabrina Carper returns to New York and has a romantic encounter with the CEO of Granger Enterprise" Lara read the title of the article in a low voice.Below the title was a photo of Aaron and Sabrina. They were in an extremely private space in a New York restaurant. The angle of the image wasn't the best possible, but the intimacy between them was clear. Sabrina was leaning over the table, her face close to Aaron's. It would not be possible to tell whether they were talking or exchanging kisses.The beautiful woman did not want to read the rest of the article, and she could not even read it. Her eyes were glazed over at the image. Lara could not stop looking at every detail in the photo. Sabrina's black dress, her well-combed blonde hair, her comfortable body language.They were a couple whether she liked it or not
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