Chapter 23(The devil at the door)

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• Total Surrender    Chapter 44(The Dinner I)

  Three hours later, Pamela barely recognized the woman staring back from the mirror. Jennifer had worked magic. She looked like a goddess with her perfect crimson lip and smoky eyeliner. Sophia whistled low. "Damn, Pam. If Jason doesn't propose tonight, I'm staging an intervention." Jennifer smirked "Oh well. Someone's definitely proposing tonight." Pamela met her own gaze in the mirror, the woman staring back both familiar and strange. This wasn't Richard's perfect little slut. This was someone else entirely. As she slipped into the red dress - the fabric clinged to her skin like a secret - Pamela felt something shift inside her. She felt powerful. Sophia's eyes widened when she turned around. "Holy shit. You look... dangerous." Pamela smiled, and for the first time in months, it didn't feel forced. "Good." When the doorbell rang at exactly 6:30 PM, Pamela's heart stuttered. This was it - the point of no return. Jason stood in the hallway, breathtaking in his black

• Total Surrender    Chapter 43(The gown)

  The glow of Pamela's laptop screen cast shadows across her face as she scrolled through makeup tutorials. Beside her was Sophia, lying on her stomach with bag of chips in her one hand and her phone in the other. "Ugh, why does every 'simple smokey eye' tutorial require seventeen products?" Sophia groaned, shoving her phone under Pamela's nose. "Look at this! Who actually owns three different shades of dark eyeliner?" Pamela chuckled. "Remember when e thought mascara and lip gloss counted as a full face?" Sophia snorted. "Ancient history. Now we have to face Jennifer the Makeup Tyrant." She mimicked Jennifer's signature dramatic sigh. "Sophia, if you touch your face one more time, I'm gluing your hands to the chair." Sophia's demonstration made Pamela laugh harder than she expected. It felt good-these normal silly moments that had become rare since...well, since Richard. Her laugh faded as she remembered she was going to see him at the dinner. Sophia noticed it immediately. "Hey."

• Total Surrender    Chapter 42(The Morning After)

  Pamela opened her eyes slowly to the sounds of the waste disposal truck outside. It was already 6am. She could feel Jason's arm wrapped over her waist. The had both fallen asleep on the couch after their 'activity'. For a moment, she just lay there absorbing everything as the events of last night replayed in her mind. For the first time, she had been in control-the one commanding the pleasure- and she loved it. Probably side effects of Richard. Jason shifted beside her, his fingers brushing her hips as he woke up. "Morning," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. Pamela turned to face him, her lips curling into a smile. "Morning." He stared into her eyes, his own eyes still heavy with sleep. And with a rough morning voice, he asked. "Last night...was that okay?" She laughed softly, nudging at him. "You're asking me that now?" Jason grinned. "I just want to make sure you're good." Pamela touched his chin "I'm more than good " He exhaled deeply, then took her hand

• Total Surrender    Chapter 41(Control)

  The apartment was quiet when Pamela unlocked the door, the only sound the soft hum of the refrigerator and the distant chatter of the TV Sophia had left on. Jason followed her inside, looking around a little bit confused.“Make yourself at home,” she said, tossing her keys onto the counter. The dim glow of the table lamp cast long shadows across the living room, softening the edges of everything.He sank into the couch with a sigh, stretching his arms along the backrest. “Feels like home."Pamela smirked. “You say that every time.” “Because it’s true every time.” She rolled her eyes but smiled as she walked to the fridge. She stretched her and and brought out two cold bears. When she turned, Jason was watching her, his gaze lingering on the curve of her ass. She smiled to herself. “Here.” She handed him a bottle"Thanks." She sat beside him, closer than necessary, their thighs almost touching. "So, what do you wanna do?" Jason chuckled. “I don't know...how about we watch a movie

• Total Surrender    Chapter 40(A night to remember)

  " So what fancy place are you taking me to this time." Pamela asked, smiling as Jason drove." It's a surprise... wouldn't want to ruin it."Pamela laughed. Jason always made her laugh.After a ten minutes drive, they arrived at a an Italian restaurant just before the highway.As Jason led her through the door, Pamela's eyes beamee oth surprise. "Where in the world did you find this place?" Jason smiled like a school boy." I use to come here with my family back in highschool. They sell the best spaghetti and meat balls."They were ushered to their table in a warm, cozy corner bedside the glass window. Jason pulled out her chair, and she sank into it with a small smile. So,” Jason said, seating across from her, “tell me something I don’t know about you.” Pamela smiled. “Like what?”"I dont know?” He grinned." Anything. Something embarrassing. Something you don't tell people often."She laughed, swirling her wine glass. “That’s a dangerous question.” “I live for danger,” he tease

• Total Surrender    Chapter 39(Dinner Preps)

  Pamela blinked. "What faculty dinner?" "The Annual Faculty Dinner & Awards Night," Sophia said, like it was obvious. "It’s this saturday Students can come if they’re invited. And you’re my plus-one." Pamela’s stomach dropped. "No." "Yes." "No, Sophia." "Pam. Richard will be there." "That’s exactly why I’m not going!" "Wrong. That’s exactly why you are going." Sophia’s eyes gleamed. "You show up looking like a goddess on Jason’s arm, and Richard gets to watch you move on. That’s how you get over someone—by showing them they lost you." Pamela opened her mouth to argue, but Sophia cut her off. "And before you say no—just think about it. One night. One chance to walk in there like you own the place. No tears. No regrets. Just you, being untouchable." Pamela hesitated. The idea was equal parts terrifying and thrilling. Sophia smirked. "I’ll take that silence as a yes." Pamela groaned. Sophia clapped her hands. "Okay. Dress time." "What? Now ?" "Uh, yes now. We