All Chapters of Saving Ava: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ava woke to a day that held the promise of change. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow across her room. She remained still, recalling last night's conversation with Carver. His offer had been generous. Almost overwhelmingly so. A new job, a new home, a fresh start. It was all within her grasp, yet doubt lingered. She pushed the covers aside and stood up, shaking off the remnants of sleep. The day would demand her attention, but her thoughts kept returning to Carver's proposition. The decision loomed large as she dressed for her shift at the restaurant. Carver had offered his penthouse as part of the deal, a gesture both flattering and unsettling. While his sincerity seemed genuine, uncertainty nagged at her. Upon arriving at the restaurant, Jorge greeted her first. He had heard about the previous night's events and seemed surprised to see her back at work. "I didn't expect you today," he said. "I'm here," Ava replied, brushing off his concern. "There's wor

The air within Carver's penthouse seemed to grow heavy. Charged with a sudden tension that Ava hadn't felt before. Her heart pounded in her chest as she looked into Carver's eyes, searching for something, anything that might hint at his hidden secrets. The question she had asked lingered in the air, a specter of doubt that threatened to unravel the delicate trust that was forming between them. Carver's face remained inscrutable, his eyes locked onto Ava's. Time seemed to slow down, each second stretching out into eternity as the silence deepened. She could feel the weight of his gaze. a penetrating scrutiny that left her feeling vulnerable and exposed. The doubt gnawed at her. growing into a disquieting concern that made her wonder what else he might be hiding. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Carver's lips curved into a smile. The change in his expression was so subtle, so gradual, that it took Ava a moment to register it. The smile was reassuring, yet it held a hint of s

Outside, the city's lights were muted, casting an eerie glow that added to Carver's sense of disconnect from the world. The penthouse, high above the chaos of daily life, was his sanctuary. Yet, as he sat in the leather-clad chair, he felt a pull towards something he knew he shouldn't do. He fought it for a moment longer. His mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, but his desire won the battle. With a resigned sigh, he clicked on the screen, activating the security cameras. Ava's image appeared, graceful and mesmerizing, captured in a private moment in her bath. Carver's breath caught, his body stiffening as he watched her. Her every movement was captivating, the way her fingers caressed her core, the intensity in her eyes as she worked her fingertips in and out. He found himself wishing, with an intensity that startled him, that he could be there to help her, to give her the type of pleasure he knew. He could almost feel her skin under his fingers, hear the soft sigh of pleasure

Ava and Carver found themselves seated on the roof of his building. The sun was painting golden highlights on the nearby buildings as they enjoyed their breakfast. The rooftop setting had been transformed into a luxurious garden with neatly arranged planters, sculptures, and a glass table with ornate chairs. It offered a picturesque view of the city.A silence had settled between them after their initial pleasantries, and Ava used the opportunity to study Carver, taking note of the confidence he exuded. His eyes, however, held an inexplicable depth that seemed to beckon her to delve into his soul. Sensing her gaze, Carver looked up, his eyes meeting hers, inviting her curiosity."So, Carver, tell me something," Ava began, her voice soft and thoughtful. "Exactly how old are you?""I'm 31," he replied with a chuckle. "Feeling young yet, baby girl?""Hardly!" she laughed, shaking her head. "You have the energy of someone much younger. I'd say, 23. Max."His eyes sparkled at her complimen

Ava's heart raced as she considered Carver's proposal. A mixture of excitement and trepidation was swirling within her, pooling low in her stomach. Finally, with a challenging glint in her eyes, she agreed, "All right, let's see who wins."Carver slowly smirked before straightening his back. Now the game was serious.They immersed themselves in the game, and though Ava tried her best, she soon found herself trapped by Carver's clever moves. The board seemed to represent something far more profound than a simple chess match between them. In a surprisingly short time, she lost, and the anticipation that had been building reached its crescendo in her stomach.Carver's face softened as he looked at her, his eyes sparking with desire. Slowly, he leaned in, and their lips met in a soft kiss.It was an electrifying connection, as if a current passed between them. The sensation was unlike anything Ava had ever felt, her entire body responding to his touch.Oddly, his lips were the only part o