Blair received Spencer's message five minutes before entering the elevator. She keyed the panel, indicating that she would go down to the basement. The redhead leaned her back against the steel wall, and sighed as the elevator descended to the parking lot. She carried a small folder with her, with the notes she made during Spencer's silent days.The truth was that those reports were superficial. They didn't contain the real desire she felt for the man, nor the intense looks, nor the common desires. There was no right way to describe that feeling growing in his chest.And when the elevator doors opened again, underground, Blair headed out, already with a decision in mind. It would be impossible to reconcile Ethan with the investigation. She couldn't continue to be loyal to Spencer, not when her entire body vibrated alongside another man.The redhead saw the inspector leaning against a support pillar, analyzing his surroundings unpretentiously. Upon seeing Blair, Spencer started walking
"Hello" Mirtes answered, with the sleepy voice of someone who has been awakened."Hi, godmother. I didn't mean to wake you, I'm sorry""It's okay, honey. If you decided to call me now, there must be a reason""I miss you"When he lived with Mirtes, Blair felt like he was part of a family. It was hard for that little girl to feel love when the person who was supposed to love her, her father, had been a monster. She was deeply traumatized. There were flames in Blair's heart that would never be lit again. However, despite Blair having a broken heart, Mirtes managed to recover much of it."I miss you too, my love. Tell me you'll come visit me""I will, I promise. But you could come to Las Vegas too, it's an incredible city""Of course I would"There wasn't anything Mirtes wouldn't do for Blair. She considered her a daughter she never had, and loved her as such. Not just because she is a woman with a sad past, but because she is a person with a bright future."I got a good job" Blair comme
He walked to the entrance hall to wait for the delivery. Meanwhile, Blair felt distrust creep into her skin. Working with Spencer meant a lot of things, including not trusting situations.The counter between the living room and kitchen allowed the woman to watch carefully as her friend opened the apartment door and received the flowers. It was a white arrangement of lilies."They're beautiful" Drake walked back to the kitchen, admiring the beauty and soft scent of the flowers.Despite not wanting to show any sign of weakness, the choice of flowers, whether intentional or not, was an emotional trigger for Blair. Lilies were the flowers she placed on her mother's tombstone every year."There's a card" Drake placed the arrangement on the table, close to her friend so she could pick it up.They were both surprised. It was not common to receive gifts on special days, even less on ordinary days. Blair removed the small card from among the flowers and read its contents.Everything that was s
Drake took a step closer to Blair. He wrapped an arm around her slim waist significantly, to show a clear sign of dominance. She was a few inches shorter, which gave them the ideal height to make a cute couple."Maybe a little more than that" using his charm, Drake replied. His hair was neatly combed back, taking the good boy out of the picture and giving way to the attractive model."They make a beautiful pair" Lana would like to say something more, but decided she wouldn't need to. Her smile of satisfaction and victory said a lot about why she had asked that question."We need to go, Lana. But it's always good to see you. See you later" Blair then said goodbye.They walked away, carrying with them the notion that this kind of thing was just an act. There were no feelings for anything other than friendship. But somewhere in the room, Ethan Banks didn't know about it. He watched Drake touch Blair like he owned her every night, and what he felt wasn't pleasant. He didn't know it was a
On the other side, in the hall, the noise was considerably loud. However, all the woman could hear was the rapid beat of her heart."Because I'm not going to be on your waiting list" he smiled sideways, not because he thought it was funny. For irony. The idea that it could be a second option was comical for someone like him."Just like I'm into you? Because, if I remember correctly, you're always with another woman"She lifted her chin, bringing their faces together in a dangerous way. Ethan was dangerous just because he was powerful. He did what he wanted, always, without restrictions. His habit of caring little about other people made him a predator. On the other hand, the way he was attracted to Blair made her an even greater danger. She was the one who could trap the predator."I've never denied how much I want to fuck you" he maintained closeness, ensuring that she could always look into his eyes.Blair grabbed the collar of Ethan's black shirt and pulled it towards her. With the
Mariah, the model next to her, studied Blair for a second. She was a beautiful woman by any standards, but perhaps not by Ethan's. He preferred blondes, and Mariah knew that; This would be your trump card.What Ethan felt for Drake matched what Blair felt for Mariah. And seeing her in that seat, she remembered what Lana said. That would be just another indifferent sex."Always a pleasure" Blair repeated.The woman felt a dose of shame when she remembered the moment she surrendered, freely and openly, because she knew he had already won the prize, all he had to do was take it. She looked at Ethan, fighting the butterflies in her stomach, but was disappointed to see that his hand was resting on Mariah's leg when he sat back down, not in a malicious way, but in an intimate way."Well, now let's go back to our table. See you later, Mr. Banks" Jean smiled before walking away.Blair, on the other hand, turned and walked to the table nimbly. Dealing with the sight of Ethan touching another w
That's what he called me when I was four years old, and then we would go to the square for walks and eat ice cream. Afterwards, I think he preferred alcohol to strawberry ice cream."Jean, please. If you have the slightest consideration for me, leave me alone" I ask, once and for all.After ten years of wandering the world as a purged soul, what could a father change?"I... I..." he seems to have no reaction, he certainly didn't expect me to answer."I have a million things to say, Blair. But I can't, not now. You wouldn't believe it""Not even""I have a proposal. And please think about it. I want to be something in your life, anything. I live in Las Vegas, come too. I can employ you, and then...""What?" the bitterness in my tone is so burning that I hear my voice sound louder than I would like. Does Jean simply look into the past and see rainbows?"I don't know you, Blair. I spent years looking for my only daughter, when she should have been by my side. I came back to Philadelphia,
"Do you remember the first time we met?" his tone of voice remains weak, but this time, his eyes shine with a few droplets of tears."Yes. I remember"We were in the same Accounting class at the Business School. He looked at me with admiration, as if I were the most beautiful woman in the world. Trevor tried to get closer, but I was on alert, defensive. I tried to escape his advances for a year, but he didn't give up. With a lot of effort on his part, we started to leave. I don't know exactly at what point we started to have something serious, but I also tried to get away from it."You barely looked at me, but that was all I could see" this sentence, as simple as it may seem, hurts me. I meant a lot to him, more than I deserved."And then he denied all my requests to go out with me. I was upset, but he was too enchanted to realize that he didn't want me""I was scared" I confess.I caress his face with my fingertips. Maybe I can still be a good girlfriend after all."You were and cont