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WILL I EVER LOVE AGAIN? Chapter 8 Roman And Andre
Roman Gomez was right where I had left him, in the small office anteroom to Joemar’s larger office. “I see you found your way back here without any assistance,” he said in that proper English accent.“Third time’s a charm. I’ve made my decision.”One of his blond eyebrows rose in surprise. “And which contract shall we be signing today?”“I’ve decided on… the first contract,” I said. “Traditional surrogacy.”To my surprise, Roman looked disappointed. “Very well. Please follow me.”Rather than opening the door to the larger office, Roman went back down the hallway and up the stairs. A pang of fear gripped my chest. Had this all been a test? Was he sending me home because I didn’t choose the sexy contract?“Where are we going?”“To see Mr. Soriano.”“He’s not in his office?”“He’s taking in the afternoon on the sun deck,” Roman replied.“Oh, of course. The sun deck,” I muttered.We reached the level with the lounge and laptop, but instead of walking out to the helipad, we made a U-turn a
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“Glad you’re with us,” Andre told me while leading me away from the sun deck. “Honestly, Joemar keeps things pretty casual around here. I think you’re going to have a good time.”“Joemar?” I said. “Earlier, you and Roman were calling him Mr. Soriano.”Andre gave me that same boyish smile. “We only call him Mr. Soriano when we’re around visitors. Now that you’re officially part of his retinue for the next six months, I can drop the act.”His retinue. That made it sound like this was routine. “How many women has Joemar extended this offer to before me?”“None,” Andre replied.I snorted. “Sure.”He turned, frowning at me. “You can believe whatever you want, but it’s true. We’ve spent almost two years reviewing surrogate candidates around the world. You’re the first woman up to our standards.”“Your standards? Plural?”Andre shrugged. “Joemar leans on me and Roman for advice, sometimes. Here’s the primary dining room, which doesn’t get much use since we usually take all meals in the loung
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The meal was, to put it simply, amazing. The first two courses were a bean and bacon soup, and a wedge salad. After that came a tray of small pastry puffs filled with a savory meat filling. The main course was elk tenderloin served in a tart wine sauce. It was the most delicious piece of red meat I had ever tasted. All of it was paired with a bottle of merlot that was more than twice my age.Andre glanced at me and raised both eyebrows. He seemed to be saying: get used to this.And to think I almost turned Joemar down.Dessert was a peanut butter cheesecake with a strawberry drizzle, and a scoop of vanilla ice cream on the side.Roman stood up and addressed the table while everyone else ate. “Our itinerary for the next few weeks,” he announced. “The Majestic will sail south to the island.”“What island?” I asked around a mouthful of cheesecake.“Mr. Soriano’s private island,” Roman replied simply.“Off the coast of El Nido,” Andre whispered to me.Roman cleared his throat and shot a l
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The ten days at sea passed like that. I relaxed during the day, ate amazing food, and watched TV with Joemar in the evenings. He never made a move on me, and I felt my defenses beginning to lower. I actually started feeling comfortable around Joemar—or at least, as comfortable as someone could be around a man who was worth more than most of the Southeast Asian countries we were sailing past on our trip south.Overall, it was a relaxing trip. It felt like a vacation at my own private resort.On the morning of the tenth day, I woke up and opened the curtains in my room. I was greeted by an unexpected surprise: instead of endless ocean, a tropical island filled my view. Vibrant colors popped out as we drifted along: turquoise water, yellow beach, lively jungle greens, and a perfect blue sky above it all. But the island looked deserted.By the time I got dressed and went up to the lounge deck, we were pulling into an isolated cove with calmer water. There I saw our true destination: a mar
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Melissa Villar POVAs relaxing as the ten-day boat ride had been, I was antsy to do something. Arriving on the island felt like that event: the destination of the trip. Things were finally going to start happening!But then, at breakfast, Roman informed me that Joemar had a busy schedule.“What do you mean, he’s completely busy for the next two days?”“Joemar is an extraordinarily busy man,” the dry personal assistant said. “Investors from around the world will be visiting him.”“Can I sit in on these meetings?”Roman furrowed his brow as if I had suggested we invite the local spiders to dinner. “You may not.”“Why not?”“Because,” he replied, “you are Joemar’s surrogate. There is no place for you at these meetings.”“But I’m bored,” I complained.“I am sure a woman such as yourself can find a way to occupy your time.”I bristled. “A woman such as myself? What’s that supposed to mean?”Roman’s demeanor immediately softened. He put a hand on my arm and said, “I meant a woman who is int
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Melissa Villar POVJoemar met with his investors for two straight days, almost around the clock. He took all of his meals with them, too. Once again, I felt practically ignored.He wasn’t rude. He greeted me warmly the couple of times we passed in the hall or while getting coffee in the kitchen in the morning. But overall, I felt like I was forgotten.By the time the last investor departed on the helicopter, I was getting stir crazy. There was only so much time a girl could spend at the pool or on the beach before she started getting antsy.I found Joemar on the terrace overlooking the pool. He was with Roman and Andre while a white-clad servant popped a bottle of champagne.“Just in time,” Joemar said when he saw me. He was wearing baggy linen pants and a tighter-fitting T-shirt, which made his arm tattoos visible.“What are we celebrating?” I asked.There were four glasses, which meant he had expected me. “The conclusion of two days of nonstop work. Talking to people is exhausting.”
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Melissa Villar POVJoemar never looked in my direction. In fact, he had been sitting facing away from me this entire time. How did he know I was stalking him?I considered playing dumb. Ignoring the text, or replying to tell him that I didn’t know what he was talking about. Of course, that would have been stupid—he obviously knew I was here. Swallowing my pride, I grudgingly left the shop and walked over to the outdoor restaurant.“How do you have my number?” I demanded.Joemar gave me a funny look. “That’s what you’re surprised about?”I sat across from him and eyed the food. It was a bowl of thick white chunks mixed with diced peppers and spices, and a side of crackers still in the plastic wrapping. Were the white chunks fish? Instead, I took a long pull from the second beer. It was called Imperial, with a black, yellow, and red label. I didn’t recognize it, but it was cold and tasted good.“What are you doing here?” I asked.Joemar gestured with his beer. “What does it look like? I
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Melissa Villar POVDespite being dark out, the streets of San Jose were still packed with people. Joemar’s fingers held my hand tightly as he guided me along, turning right down a larger street and then left along a smaller alley. He seemed to know where he was going, although it seemed impossible without marked street signs.“Are you sure this is safe?” I asked.“Of course it is,” he replied.I hoped he was right. I was outside my comfort zone and felt a tingle of anxiety as we delved deeper into the city.After ten minutes of crowded streets and twisting alleys, we came to a nondescript door behind a restaurant. Joemar knocked; the man who opened the door looked like he wore a permanent scowl and scanned us up and down. Joemar slapped some money into his hand with a handshake, and the man stepped aside.We descended a narrow staircase, passed through two more doors, and then emerged into a larger space. House music that was muffled by two stories of cement was thumping loudly here,
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In the dream, I wasn’t afraid to be forward with what I wanted; I hooked my fingers behind his belt and pulled him closer. I had his zipper down in the blink of an eye, and then his cock was threading through the hole. Not wasting any time to admire it, I wrapped my lips around the tip and took as much of him into my mouth as I could.The noise Roman made deep in my throat was music to my ears.“Fuck me, that’s hot,” Andre groaned behind me. He was pumping faster, holding my hips with both hands for leverage.“You feel quite good,” Roman rumbled down at me. “I’ve been waiting for this since the moment you arrived on the Majestic.”His pleasure turned me on even more, and I moaned around his thick length as I sucked him off. Every one of Andre’s thrusts pushed me forward, and I allowed that rhythm to guide me forward onto Roman’s cock, then back onto Andre’s. I bounced between them, my own ecstasy building to unbelievable levels. My orgasm was right there, just over the next hill, draw
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“It’s weird when you phrase it as growing,” Joemar said. “Like it’s a plant in the garden.”“Dodging the question. Interesting.” I sat up a little straighter and sipped my wine. “You’re not planning on doing that incredibly arrogant thing men do, are you?”“What is that?”“Naming the baby after yourself.”He gave me a funny smile. “Why is that arrogant?”“Because it is!” I insisted. “Men see a perfect bundle of joy and have to put their own name on it. You’ll never see a baby named Melissa Junior.”“You know what? Just for that, I am naming her Melissa Junior,” Joemar said happily. “If it’s a girl.”“Absolutely not!”“You have no say in the matter,” he pointed out. “I can name him or her whatever dumb thing my heart desires.” “You have good taste. You would never do that.”He narrowed his green eyes at me. “Deflecting with a compliment. You’re cunning.”“I still can’t help but notice you’ve avoided the question.”Joemar sighed, swirled his wine around, and said, “I haven’t settled on
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Melissa Villar POVA servant arrived with my breakfast and Joemar’s. He thanked the man, then told me, “The meeting was unnecessary. President Fernando got wind of all the meetings I was orchestrating here and assumed, correctly, that I was preparing for my next business venture. He claimed he wanted to offer his help. It was a waste of time.”“No meeting that strengthens relationships is a waste of time,” Roman said. It sounded like he was quoting someone.“I hate it when you use my words against me,” Joemar said. “But it was obvious that Fernando had no real interest in helping me. He just wanted information on what I’m working on.”I took a bite of bacon and asked, “What are you working on?”Joemar laughed. “She lasted longer than you expected. What did you guess, five days?”“Four, actually,” Roman replied.“I was the one who guessed five days,” Andre said while joining us at the table. He flashed a warm, boyish smile. “Although I’m glad to be wrong.”“Happy to exceed your expecta
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Joemar Soriano POVExtraordinary.That was the best word to describe the first time Melissa and I made love. Extraordinary. People often romanticized their first time, making it out to be more perfect than it actually was. In truth, it was usually an awkward, fumbling affair while two people learned how to communicate through the language of sex. Which was fine; communication, in every form, took time to perfect.But not with Melissa. The two of us had an undeniable chemistry together, intuitively sensing what the other wanted. Just like on the dance floor, we were naturally in sync. That was rare.It was extraordinary.“A fine vintage,” Fernando said, smacking his lips after tasting the wine. “I am quite fond of reds.”I gave him a measured smile. “So I remembered. I had a crate of their bottles from 2003 delivered after our last visit.” In truth, it was Andre who had made note of the preference and taken steps to ensure we always had some here at the island. But Fernando didn’t need
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Melissa Villar POV Emphasizing the words as I drove down on his cock, I said, “Somehow I doubt you showed such restraint.”“I don’t like to fantasize about something unless I know I can have it.”“You didn’t have me, even after I signed the contract,” I said, practically moaning each word.“You mean how you could have sat by the pool for six months and collected the money?” he asked, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple. “That wasn’t going to happen.”“How can you be so sure?”Joemar shrugged and grinned up at me, his hips thrusting a little bit with every downstroke I made. I realized in that moment that he was right. Once I signed the contract, I had intended to sleep with him. The bonuses involved were too great not to.And, more importantly, he’s absolutely fucking gorgeous.Joemar sat up and took one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking gently and swirling his tongue around the outside. I responded by riding him even faster, ignoring the burning exhaustion in my thighs. Anothe
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Melissa Villar POVAs relaxing as the ten-day boat ride had been, I was antsy to do something. Arriving on the island felt like that event: the destination of the trip. Things were finally going to start happening!But then, at breakfast, Roman informed me that Joemar had a busy schedule.“What do you mean, he’s completely busy for the next two days?”“Joemar is an extraordinarily busy man,” the dry personal assistant said. “Investors from around the world will be visiting him.”“Can I sit in on these meetings?”Roman furrowed his brow as if I had suggested we invite the local spiders to dinner. “You may not.”“Why not?”“Because,” he replied, “you are Joemar’s surrogate. There is no place for you at these meetings.”“But I’m bored,” I complained.“I am sure a woman such as yourself can find a way to occupy your time.”I bristled. “A woman such as myself? What’s that supposed to mean?”Roman’s demeanor immediately softened. He put a hand on my arm and said, “I meant a woman who is int
