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Ayanna Pov The drive home from the hospital was quiet, but the air buzzed with excitement. I sat in the backseat with our newborn daughter cradled in my arms, her tiny face relaxed in sleep. Travis drove with careful precision, glancing at us through the rearview mirror every few minutes, as though to reassure himself that we were both safe. Allison, seated beside me, exhaled deeply, her exhaustion evident. Despite everything, there was a small, satisfied smile on her lips. She had given us the greatest gift of our lives, and no words would ever be enough to express our gratitude. As we pulled into the driveway, Travis turned off the engine and faced us. “ we are home” I looked down at our baby, my heart swelling with love. “welcome home baby.” Travis got out first, opening my door before reaching for the baby carrier. He handled it with such gentleness, as if he were holding something impossibly fragile. Allison followed closely behind as we made our way inside. The mom
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AYANNA POV “$70,000 for a night. Don’t mess this up.” The words of my boss echoed in my mind as I adjusted my dress. This was the highest paying customer the escort company had ever gotten. We all wanted a taste of this. The fact that he paid $70,000 a night made me think that this man was either obscenely wealthy, or this was his fetish. It didn't matter to me. I would be getting paid an insane amount of money and that was the only thing that mattered to me. I had one job tonight. To please him. The taxi stopped. “We are here.” The driver said. I took a deep breath and stepped out. The cold wind of the evening brushed against my bare legs and the short dress I was wearing. It was 8pm and the sun was gone, leaving the darkness to embrace the night. The city was illuminated by the street lights. The sound of cars and people walking filled my ears. But what got my attention was the building in front of me. It was huge. My jaw dropped at the sight. The build
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Where is he?" I asked again. There was a sultry tone to my voice, but also a dangerous edge. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he gulped. The receptionist hesitated. I could see him battling with himself. I could also see that he was attracted to me. But that didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was making him obey me. I could tell he was thinking about the repercussions. How his boss would fire him if he found out that the receptionist let a complete stranger, into the CEO's office. But then again, if he didn't listen to me, I would make sure to make him suffer, here and now. He looked at my lips. I bit down on my lower lip and his gaze shifted to my tits. A naughty smile formed on my face. My plan was working. I pulled him closer and ran my tongue over his ear. "Be a good boy and tell me. Please.” I moaned in his ear. He trembled. I could tell he was fighting with himself. "Please, let go. I can't..." He begged me. "Can't what?" I asked.
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“T… Travis?” I stuttered. My knees went weak. This man was f*cking hot. How the hell was he so good looking? Was it normal for a man to look this f*cking gorgeous? He was not only tall and muscular, but his face was also the sexiest thing ever. With the sharpest jawline, full lips and a pair of blue eyes that were as cold as ice. I could not believe what I was seeing. And this was the man who had just wasted my time? My heart was beating fast. My hands were getting sweaty. I took a step back and stared at the man in front of me. He had no shirt on and was only wearing a pair of trousers. His chiseled abs were glistening under the dim lights. Damn! He was ripped and muscular. His arms were huge and so were his legs. The tattoos that decorated his body only added to his sexiness. My lips parted as I took in the sight. He looked so hot, I was getting wet just by looking at him. And not only was his body sexy, but his face was also so handsome. A rug
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Travis kissed me. His kiss was fierce and hungry. As he devoured my lips, his hands wandered over my body. I moaned. The kiss was intense. I could feel the hunger and the passion in it. It was making my knees weak. This was the hottest kiss I had ever experienced. F*ck This guy was a good kisser. The way he was kissing me, made me want him even more. I was dripping wet. Damn! This was bad. I didn't understand what was happening. What was it about this man? Why was I feeling this way? My heart was beating so fast, it was as if it was going to jump out of my chest. He was still kissing me. I wanted him to stop. But at the same time, I wanted him to continue. The conflict inside me was making me crazy. I hated his guts but yet, I couldn't get enough of him. He was kissing me hungrily, possessively. His hands were wandering all over my body. One moment they were on my t!ts, squeezing them and the next, they were on my ass, cupping it. I groaned. This was crazy. And the
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"Let's make a bet." He said. "What kind of bet?" I asked. "A challenge." He said.“A..A challenge.? I stammered. “Yes.” He rubbed his chin and nodded. My heart skipped a beat. "Wins?" I asked. "Yes." He said. I stared at him as I thought about his proposal. Should I agree to this? I mean clearly, I was better than him. It wouldn't take me even a minute to seduce him. And then, the thought occurred to me. Maybe, he would be able to seduce me. What if he was better at it? He just showed me that he was capable of making me lose control. He was a charming and handsome man. What if I wasn't able to resist him? But then, the thought of being a loser and failing in front of him was even worse. So, I had no choice. "Deal." I said. "Really?" He looked at me with surprise. “Yes. I’m going to prove to you Travis Sinclair that a woman like me, has no problem in handling a man like you. You won't know what hit you." I smirked. "Oh.. Really?" He asked. "Yes." I smiled. "Well. T
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Ayanna's POV When I got home, I was tired and exhausted. I threw my bag on the sofa and plopped down next to it. My head was throbbing and all I wanted to do was sleep. But, I was too tired to move. As I sat on the couch, my mind wandered back to the events of the day. Travis. Damn! Just thinking about him, made my heart beat fast. His kiss. His touch. His stupid attitude….. I hated him. I hated him so fucking much. He infuriated me. How could he think, he was so good? That his kiss and touch was magical and made all the women fall for him. He was so full of himself. And I hated men, who were full of themselves. But why the hell, did he have such an effect on me? I was not a virgin. I was an escort. And escorts, were the opposite of virgins. We had a lot of experience and were not new to the pleasures of sex. So why did I feel that way? Why did his kiss and touch affect me so much? It wasn't the first time, a guy had kissed me. But none, had such a strong eff
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Ayanna Pov A memory clicked in my mind. "Wait… you’re Travis Sinclair—the adopted son of Mr. Sinclair?" Henry’s lips curled into a sinister smile. He clapped mockingly. "Wow. Good guess." So that was why Henry was angry at Travis. "But he didn't leave you in the fire on purpose. He also lost consciousness, and his face got burnt. It's not as if he was in a position to help you and refused," I tried to defend my husband. "You're so fast, Ayanna. Why don’t you hold on and let me finish my story?" "I'm sorry. Go ahead," I said, not wanting to make him angrier than he already seemed. "Thank you!" Henry said before continuing. "While I lay there unconscious for some time, I eventually woke up—still dizzy—and saw that the intensity of the fire had increased. I tried to reach out to Travis, but the fire had created a barrier between us. I couldn't get to him, so I just lay there, struggling. "Not long after, the firefighters arrived and tried to control the damage. But I w
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At a certain point that night, I left the room and found Henry lying on the couch still shirtless.On a side table next to the couch, there were several lit candles. I had to admit that he was making an effort. If only he used this to do something good for someone, maybe he would have found someone who could give his life a different purpose., other than destroying Travis. I went near the glass door and looked outside , wondering if my family members had been rescued, but until that moment, there was no sign of Travis nor the cops and I just wanted to leave this place and get away from this man as soon an possible. I was pulled out of my thoughts when Henry approached with a drink in his hand and a smile on his face." Care to join me? I took the glass to avoid being rude to Henry. He was calm and I didn't want to irritate him any further, for whatever reason. I took only two sips and made an excuse saying that I was going to the kitchen to get something to eat. if I had an empty
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Ayanna Pov Luckily, the phone wasn’t broken. Travis picked it up and read the message. His expression darkened with fury. He immediately showed the content to the detective, who turned to me. “What were you not supposed to tell Travis?” I repeated what I had said earlier. The detectives instructed me to send a text confirming that I had only informed him about Timothy and had said nothing about the divorce. I did as they asked. Moments later, a reply came in: Henry: I know there are cops in your house. Do you think I’m stupid? The detective urged me to stick to my original statement. I obeyed, sending another message: Me: I only told him about Timothy, nothing about your request. Henry: Are you sure? Me: Yes, I’m sure. Henry: Alright. I want you to leave the house and come to West Road Junction. Someone will pick you up and bring you to me. And remember—use a taxi. To avoid suspicion, the detective installed a tracker inside my necklace. I changed into a turtlenec
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Ayanna Pov It had been three months since Henry stopped contacting me, and I decided it was time to tell Travis everything. I was nervous because I knew he would be angry. But I couldn't stay silent any longer—at this point, I had no idea what Timothy was going through. Travis was still asleep. I hesitated, unsure if I should wake him up or wait. Fortunately, he stirred and gradually sat up. "Aya, why are you still awake at this time of the night?" he asked. "Uhm... I'm just thinking." "About what? Is something wrong?" Travis asked, his voice laced with concern. I hesitated before mustering the courage to speak. "Do you remember the day I went out and told you I wanted a change of scenery?" "Yes, I remember. You didn’t take any bodyguards with you." "Well... I, um... I went to meet Henry." "What?! Why?" "He texted me and threatened to hurt Irene and Allison if I didn’t show up. I had no choice." Travis just stared at me in silence. "I didn’t know how he foun
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Travis's POV I had no idea why Irene didn’t like Allison. The girl was harmless, maybe a little reserved, but there was nothing about her that should’ve made Irene act so cold. Still, I knew my daughter well—she wasn’t the type to dislike someone for no reason. I sighed, rubbing my temples as Ayanna tried to reassure Irene. “Irene, with time, you’ll get to like her, okay?” I said, keeping my voice calm. “Just come now. Let’s go eat, then you can shower and sleep. Deal?” She hesitated for a moment before finally nodding. “Yes, Daddy.” At least that was settled—for now. During dinner, I kept an eye on Allison, who was lingering by the table, unsure of where to sit. Ayanna invited her to sit beside her, but the moment Allison spoke, addressing Ayanna so casually, something in me snapped. “Why are you calling my wife by her name?” I asked, my gaze locking onto her. “Shouldn’t it be Mrs. Sinclair to you?” I knew my tone was sharp, but I didn’t care. I had no patience for un
