Jake. I finished with the last item of work on my agenda and turned to my file cabinet, placing the last document on my desk into its appropriate spot.Then I put my elbows on the desk and leaned forward, staring at the newspaper on the shining surface.I had studied the news story again when I had come back into my office.A scathing piece on how the impostor of the Andrew family moved people around like pawns on a chessboard. It was stacked with details about the man, Carl Johnson, I had fired last week for skipping out on an important meeting to go to a child’s sporting event.The press had covered it a week ago, too, since Carl had gone screaming to the papers over discrimination of some kind. In my mind, it wasn’t discrimination to expect an employee to attend mandatory meetings, no matter whether it was the last game of a five year old’s T-ball season or not.Still, it had been another of those juicy bits the media had latched on to to further stack the case against me and my l
Lila. I looked at him, his eyes were still on me, his expression blank. It was so hard to read or even get an idea on what he was thinking.My mind was divided, a part of me wanted to tell him the truth about how I ended up in this situation, but another part of me wanted to keep it simple and on the surface level. But I needed him to help me, and maybe telling him everything I had been through might help change his mind. I thought to myself, I looked at him one more time, his eyes still on me, and cleared my throat. "Where do I even begin?" I said, honestly wondering. "Start from the beginning." he said in a more sharp tone, he seemed to be getting irritated, I mean I was wasting his time. "It all started on the eve of my wedding day." i started and for once I saw an expression on his face, confusion written all over it. "You have been married before?" he asked, "I almost got married." I said, suddenly feeling shame take over me, "I slept with someone else and he called off t
Jake. She looked a little bit familiar to me, is all that was going on in my head. I had seen her before, I had interacted with her before in some sort of way or form.I had never really looked at her before, Atleast not this much. But something about her was bugging me and I needed to find out why. Why she looked familiar. I got out my phone and immediately sent out a text to my private investigator. "Get me everything you can on my new assistant, Lila Moreno. " I hit send and put my phone back in my pocket before I turned to face her."We should probably ride back together to the hospital since I am your fiancee." I said pressing the elevator buttons.I almost didn't notice, but I caught her looking at her ring finger which was empty. "Well, it's a little hard to believe that I am indeed your fiancee with no ring on my finger don't you think?" she said in the most charming yet sarcastic way ever that I smiled.I liked her sarcasm, it was hard to find a woman who has her own min
Lila. All this still seemed so surreal, I was walking to Jake's car with him. Just this morning I had no way to save my son's life and now I was about to be married to a billionaire. I got into the car, even the car smells nice, I thought to myself. It smelled like vanilla and roses. "Are you okay?" Jake asked, sitting next to me. "Yeah, I am more than okay." I said smiling. I sat quietly next to the most manly man I had ever come across. He was on his phone and for just a few seconds, I took my time to study him, his facial features. He was handsome and I think he knew it too. Our legs were inches away from touching and I was obsessing over it. My whole body acted like a teenage girl when I was this close to Mr billionaire. His sex appeal was insane. He looked up from his phone and looked at me and for a moment our eyes met, he seemed to be aggravated by something “What’s on your mind, Jake?” I asked softly, my voice filled with concern, he seemed to have something botheri
Lila. An hour later we both walked out of the hospital for the surgery date for Kyle. Jake ’s cellphone rang. " Luca.” He paused for a moment. “Yes. Go ahead and put me down for one hundred thousand.” He paused again, and I could hear a man’s excited chatter on the other end. “Not at all. It’s a worthy cause. Thank you. You too.” He ended the call and put his phone back in his suit pocket.“Was that for a charity?” I asked, feeling something soften inside of me., how many charities did he support. He nodded briskly. “A charity that provides financial support for the families of children with special needs. I make frequent donations to them.”“That’s nice of you.” I said genuinely shocked. He stopped walking. “I’m not a nice man, Lila . The sooner you realize that, the easier your life will be for the next twelve months.”“But you donated all that money…” I trailed off.“And it benefits me. It will be a very high profile donation. Philanthropy can be good for business.” He turned
LilaI glared at my bedside clock as the shrill alarm reminded me that it was time to get out of bed. I hadn’t slept at all. I had just twisted around in a tangle of sheets, second guessing everything that had taken place the previous day.I was no romantic, far from it especially after my last encounter. I was a pragmatist right down to my ugly shoes. Marriage, at its heart, was only a business arrangement anyway. The signing of a contract to legally bind two people together, with certain penalties applying should the agreement be broken.But suddenly it seemed so much bigger than just signing a contract. I was actually marrying this man.I swung my legs over the side of my bed and padded over to my closet. 'Wear something feminine, he had said. If only I didn’t need his help so badly I would have told him exactly where he could stick his opinions on my style of dressing. But I wasn’t about to blow this deal by beingstubborn over every small demand. I would save up for the big thing
Jake“Are you ready,” I said, in a tone I wasn’t certain was complimentary. I assessed her slowly, my brown eyes taking a leisurely tour of her sexy body. I was certain I was making her uncomfortable. “Typical female behavior demands that you keep me waiting for at least half an hour.” I joked“I haven’t picked up my copy of The Rules lately, so I must be out of the loop,” She said waspishly.I chose to ignore her biting retort and let my eyes roam over her body again.“Don’t you think it’s a little chilly out for a dress that skimpy?" I asked, accessing her. The dress ended well above her knees, showing off killer legs I had never seen before. She had done a great Job hiding those killer legs under those huge pants she was used to wearing. “Skimpy?” she tugged at the hem, as if trying to add length to it. “It’s perfectly decent. Besides, it’s all I had that was appropriately feminine for you.” she said it sweetly, but I could feel her sarcasm oozing through which was annoying an
Jake. It was one of Manhattan’s trendiest nightspots.A Latin-l fusion restaurant decorated with old world South American art, mingled with the clean, sleek lines of modern design. The hostess led them to his personal table, which was situated by the wall of slanted windows, overlooking the brightly lit city streets. But tonight I didn’t fully appreciate my surroundings.My thoughts were completely occupied with the woman walking next to me. I had thought the makeover would be helpful, but I had no idea that she would be transformed into a supermodel. No, not a supermodel. There was nothing angular or androgynous about her. She was all soft, curvy woman. Her looks weren’t cookie cutter, or trendy. She was classic. Her perfect bone structure gave her the kind of beauty that not even age would diminish.I had thought she had a beautiful face when it wasn’t enhanced with make up, but with the subtle colors playing up her eyes and making them sparkle, making her lips look fuller and mo
Lila. I sat on my bed trying to get my composure back before I stepped out. What was I doing? This was a bad idea all around.Jake had such a big effect on me and even though we were now married, it was still a sham and I had to remind myself of that every moment I was anywhere near him. He didn't make it any easier on me, tha man was the definition of sexual appeal. I got up taking one last glimpse of my look on the mirror, I was about to step out when the phone rang.It was my son's doctor. My heart immediately dropped, did something happen? I wondered my hands already shaking with fear."Ms Lila," the doctor said on tke side of the line as soon as I picked up"Is my son okay? Did something happen?" I asked pacing around the room aimlessly."Yes... Yes, Kyle is okay.. He just woke up."Tears started flowing aimlessly down my cheeks, tears of gratitude. "He was asking for you, can you come in?" rje doctor continued after a few seconds and my heart immediately sank with guilt."I
Lila.I jumped when Jake’s husky voice penetrated my thoughts. I turned to look at him and my heart did that weird flipping thing it did whenever I was caught off. guard by his sheer masculine beauty. Which was every time I looked at him.I might need to get ready for dinner, but he looked as perfect as ever. Not a dark, gleaming hair out of place, his white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, the sleeves pushed up, revealing those forearms again.His black trousers didn’t have a wrinkle. With my blond hair frizzing from the humidity, and my blouse and pants showing every hour of the long journey, she felt like one big crease standing next to this perfectly pressed beauty I gratefully escaped to the luxurious bathroom. Standing there with him, in a space that was made for lovers, had probably housed hundreds of them, had seemed much too intimate. And, if I was honest, too tempting.I suddenly knew why it had been so hard for all the girls in high school and college why so many of them had
Jake.The villa was made secluded by dense native foliage, and a pond had been built to encircle the house, with a small wooden bridge granting the only access into the grand structure.Floor to ceiling windows exposed the villa to billion dollar views of the crystalline water and the surrounding mountains. It was obvious that the villa itself, no matter how stunningly luxurious, was only a part of what the guests were paying for.The real star was the serene natural beauty of the bay. And that's why I was so adamant on owning it. It was a secluded paradise very good for business. “This is…I suppose people pay a lot of money to stay in a place like this?” Lila said looking around in awe. I could tell just by how amazed she looked, she had never been to such a spectacular place before. I nodded. “Thousands of dollars a night. And with the proper marketing they would pay more than that.”“I can see why you want it.”“It will be a nice addition. Normally I build my resorts from the gr
Jake. The ride back to our hotel was mostly quiet, and I appreciated the silence. I needed to think. Immediately we got off the plane I got three missed calls from my private eye and a few text messages. When I looked, he had sent me a copy of the DNA results test. I was Ninety nine point nine percent Kyle's biological father I looked over at Lila, who seemed to be reading a book, studying her, her features. I knew I remembered her from somewhere, something about her always felt familiar. Did she know? Did she know I was Kyle's dad? Is that why she agrees and orchestrated all this?"You have been staring at me for a while now, it's getting uncomfortable." She said, smiling slightly."What?""You are making me uncomfortable by your staring." she epeated herself."I am sorry, I just want to admire my wife." I lied."Can you do that when you are not literally driving?"She was right, I needed to stop. But how could I stop? What was her end game?I focused back on the road but ste
LilaMy heart stuttered. Images of twined tanned and lily white limbs flashed through my mind’s eye. Jake kissing me passionately, desire overwhelming us to the point that we couldn’t make it to the bed, Jake taking me gently to the floor, settling between my thighs…I blinked, trying to stop the erotic slideshow.The look in Jake’s dark eyes told me that we were experiencing a moment of identical thought, and that was enough to bring common sense and sanity back.“Classy.” I sounded prissy even to my own ears.“Class is sometimes overrated. Particularly in the bedroom.”The fact that he was always ready with some casual, off the cuff response was infuriating. I couldn’t hope to compete with him there. I lacked both the sophistication and the experience to fake nonchalance when he said things like that.Before this moment sex on the floor had never even crossed my mind, and I was way too busy grappling with the new, unsettling notion to try and be witty.“Where is my luggage?” I asked
Jake.I watched as hectic color flooded Lila’s face. It was a source of amazement to me that a woman of her age could blush so easily. I preferred a more sophisticated type of woman, the kind of woman who didn’t expect anything from a man but a few nights of mutual satisfaction.The only sort of pink any of those women got in their cheeks came from their make up bag. I found it an interesting sort of challenge, making her blush.“No, actually I was planning to have you installed down the hall, so that I could use your services by day and entertain my mistress by night.”Color reddened her neck and slowly climbed into her face, staining her cheeks a deep crimson. “Well, the stipulations of the prenup would certainly allow it,” she said stifflyI chuckled. “You are not getting rid of me so easily, Lila.” I strode across the cabin of the plane and leaned down, cupping her chin and tilting her face up so that she was forced to meet my eyes. “I’m here to playdevoted husband.” I smoothed m
Lila. The vibrant colour of the island rushed up into my vision as the plane began to move closer to the land. The trees were so dense I could hardly see the runway, and it felt as though the plane was going to crash into the thick palms and trees that lined the coast.“It’s so beautiful,” I said.Jake barely looked up from his laptop. He was sitting across from me in a captain’s chair that was adjacent to the small love seat I was perched on.His private plane was the size of ny apartment, and was lavishly furnished. I had probably looked completely gauche when I had boarded the plane back in New York, my mouth hanging open as I took in the absolute indulgence and luxury of my surroundings.“Yes. It is. Which is why it’s such valuable real estate.”Even the matter of fact statement sent a shiver of wanting through me. He could recite baseball statistics and still sound unbearably sexy. I had my own bedroom and en suite bathroom for the duration of the thirteen hour flight, but not
Jake.I turned when I heard Lila enter the room. I had hoped that I would have managed to get my rampaging lust under control by the time my new wife had dressed and come out to meet me.And I might have, had she not appeared in the living room looking like every man’s fantasy.The red wrap dress was held onto her luscious body with a bow, making her look like a present that had been wrapped up just for me. A present I wanted very much to unwrap.My fingers itched to pull the end of the bow and reveal the pearly skin that lay beneath the dress. I ached to see each gorgeous inch of her delectable body laid bare before my eyes, to touch her silken skin, to taste the hollow beneath her throat.The seam on my pants bit into my growing erection and I shifted, trying to disguise my reaction to her.“So, now that I’m decent, you were saying…?” She sat on the couch.Her breasts moved with her, their gentle bounce drawing his attention. If she was wearing a bra it was a flimsy lingerie piece,
Jake.I clenched my teeth. The images that statement evoked were so erotic I nearly hauled her slippery body out of the tub so I could show her just what I could accomplish while she was naked and dripping wet.I had thought that by walking in on her bath I could remove the mystery, and in so doing remove some of her allure. But far from it. The hints of peachy skin I could see beneath the water had me hard and wanting her with a ferocity that shocked me.Her attempts to cover herself had pushed her cleavage higher above the surface of the water, and I was having trouble tearing my eyes away so that I could look at her face when she talked. I had seen plenty of naked women, plenty of beautiful, naked women. Why should this one be special? She shouldn’t be. But she was.“Fine, I will wait for you in the living room.”Lila. As soon as he left the room, I scrabbled out of the tub. I wrapped a towel around myself and cautiously peeked into my room. After I had verified that a certain arr