Drake and Blair accompanied the guests, keeping some distance so as not to seem like intruders. Given the clear and clean scenery, the redhead seemed to be out of place in her black dress. Some would say she was the ex who never got over the breakup, others would bet she was getting revenge.- "Want something to drink?" Drake asked.- "Water," she replied, smiling in thanks.Drake walked over to one of the tables set up in the garden. Meanwhile, Blair walked around the space, taking in the simple, delicate decor. From what little the redhead knew of Rose, she could tell that she had chosen everything. They were college friends before Rose became interested in Blair's then-boyfriend.The woman walked carelessly through the garden, and did not notice when she moved away from the guests. There were many trees in the green environment, and she ended up disappearing from everyone's field of vision.Blair was deep in thought, imagining what her life would be like if she were a woman like Ro
- "Thank you," Trevor whispered.- "Tell your friends and family how happy she makes you," Blair murmured, and used the glass in her hand to indicate the people around her.The woman’s icy blue gaze fixed on Trevor. More than anyone else, he knew those words weren’t sincere. They were poisonous. But still, the groom nodded, the tiniest bit.- "A toast," Blair suggested, raising the glass to her lips to take a sip.Everyone imitated the redhead's gesture, raising their glasses to promote a toast and murmuring "cheers" in almost unison. However, it didn't take long for silence to reign again. People still thought Blair had something to say, and they were right.- "Oh, I almost forgot..." she began, and left the glass with half of the sparkling wine on the decorated table.- "I hope you make plans together, and that she ruins them all" and as soon as the words left Blair's lips, the guests gasped in surprise, which only spurred her to continue:- "I hope you spend every last cent to put
The steel doors opened again on the fortieth floor. Ethan bolted out of the elevator before he could hear another satire. Joseph followed him, smiling at his friend's obvious bad mood. They walked together down the hallway of the building.- "That redhead spoiled you, didn't she?" Joseph asked, but he could easily have been saying it.- "Keep my rules in mind. I don't want you turning my apartment into a nightclub." Ethan ignored his friend's previous statement, as he decided he didn't want to talk about the subject of blue eyes and copper hair.- "Too late, friend"And when Ethan pressed his finger on the digital lock on the door and opened it, he found the nightclub he had forbidden his friend from joining. The music started playing the moment the door opened, and the scantily clad women scattered around the property screamed and jumped, as if it were a surprise party.- "I swear your resignation will be ordered" Ethan said.- "Don't worry. I'll pay for everything."Banks entered th
- "Yes, sir?" Alex answered on the first ring.Even though it was the middle of the night in New York, the security guard was too dedicated to his job not to answer the door. Ethan approved of his efficiency, despite paying him very well for it.- "Find Blair Collins' location and search for her. It doesn't matter where she is, who she's with. Take her to my apartment."That order came as a surprise to Alex. In a thousand years, he would never have imagined that his boss would ask him to do such a thing. However, there were no questions. Alex was asleep before receiving Banks' call, but he was always aware that an order could come at any moment.- "Yes sir"- "If any friends are with her, take them too." Ethan remembered Drake, and felt even more angry. He was supposed to be a friend to her, not someone who accompanied her in bad decisions.- "Understood"- "Your job depends on how intact she gets to the apartment. Keep me posted." Those were Ethan's last words before hanging up.**1
He walks over to Mommy, and then grabs her hair tightly. I want to help, but I can't. I'm too scared. I don't want to get hurt like her. Mommy falls to the floor, but Daddy doesn't stop holding her hair. I know she cries when she's really happy, but I don't like the tears on her cheeks.- "I love you" she says.- "Scream!"- "I love you!" she screams, and then Daddy smiles. Is he happy now?- "Very good... very good"- "Let me go, Jean. Please," my mother begs.He lets go of her hair, and Mommy falls to the floor with her hands on her hands. She cries loudly, sobbing so hard, and I can't move. It's like there's glue on my feet. The only thing I can do is cry too, but I cry quietly so Daddy doesn't hear. I don't want him to be mad at me.- "Go put the girl to sleep, then come back and clean up the mess they made."Mommy stands up. She is weak, I know she is. The beautiful smile is not on her face, so Daddy has left Mommy sad. She starts to walk to my room, but Daddy grabs her by the ar
- "Ethan, I think you missed something. We're not together anymore, remember?"- "Yes, I remember," he said, confirming with a nod.- "Then open the fucking door"The truth was, Ethan wasn't taking this situation lightly. The woman in his office was the perfect mix of irritated and beautiful. She looked upset, but something in the man's mind told him that it wasn't real, that it wasn't the feeling Blair wanted to express.Meanwhile, she forced the door handle once more, knowing that she wouldn't break it even if she tried for the rest of her life.- "Oh my God! I hate you" Blair exclaimed.Banks's expression was serious before he continued. He wouldn't let the woman out of his sight until he was sure she wouldn't do something irresponsible. Ethan walked toward Blair and noticed the immediate reactions in her body. Her nervousness, her uneven breathing, her parted lips, and the distrust in her eyes.The man stopped inches away from her, just enough to keep his composure. The blue hues
Ethan pushed Blair's feet with his own, silently urging her to spread her legs. And when she did, he pulled down his sweatpants until all his petrified arousal was free. The man positioned himself against Blair's body, ready to fill her in the most carnal way he knew how.He placed one of his hands on her back before joining their bodies together. The softness of that skin was heaven-sent.- "Oh my God," Ethan couldn't help but express his satisfaction as he invaded Blair's painfully peaceful body, completely uniting their anatomies.She squeezed him tightly. It took him a few seconds to recover, because that contact was a real attack on his sanity. Blair moved her hips as Ethan dictated the rhythm; slow and intense. He wanted to savor every moment, and yet he felt that it would not be enough.Blair was filled to the brim. As the man buried himself inside her, she struggled to accommodate his entire length. It would be impossible to tell where her anatomy ended and Ethan's began.They
To say that those words disturbed the man would be an understatement. He could see the image perfectly, and he knew that he would be compelled by his mind to kill any other man who touched the redhead. In his thoughts, she belonged to him. Ethan's good-natured expression closed like a storm before he processed the joke.- "You don't want to be the center of a murder," Ethan said.- "Keep playing, Banks."Blair knew Ethan had a story he would take to his grave. He was a man of unholy secrets. The Benedict affair was something, but it wasn’t everything. Yet she felt truth in that conversation. Blair knew she knew a part of Ethan, whatever it was, that the world had never imagined.- "I'll stay," Ethan assured.- "I hope so"A few more seconds of silence followed that part of the conversation. A trillion things ran through Blair's mind as she rested her face on Ethan's chest again, but the woman chose not to disturb the moment, as she feared it would be too short.- "Where is Drake?" she