Dorian felt uneasy as he pulled up to his father's mansion. He dreaded that he would be receiving some devastating news, but when he entered the house, he was shocked out of his wits."What's this?" he questioned in disbelief when he saw his father sitting up in a chair."I'm just as shocked as you are, sir," Mary responded."Why are you shocked? I was sick, now I'm better," Mr. Rhodes said happily.Dorian looked at Mary, still in disbelief."I know," Mary began. "Even his speech is stronger.""Dad, what happened? How are you feeling?""A miracle happened, that's what happened, and I'm feeling remarkable," he laughed.He then attempted to stand."Easy there," Dorian rushed to his side."Dad, maybe you should keep sitting. I think I need to call the doctor, because I'm confused as hell," Dorian said as he reached for his cellphone."I already did, but he was with a patient. He'll be over here as soon as he's done," she explained."Do you need some water?" Dorian asked his father."No,
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Thomas, but your card has been declined," Mrs. Tanner, the woman who owned the laundromat, whispered as she handed the card back to Eva. "What do you mean, the card has been declined?" Eva yelped. She was tired and hungry, so she wasn't too keen on keeping her voice down. "Try it again," she demanded, and Mrs. Tanner sighed, taking the card and swiping it in the machine again. *BEEP**BEEEP**BEEEEEEP*The machine cried, and Mrs. Tanner's face morphed into pity. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Thomas, as I said before, your card has been declined." "OK, wait! Try this one," Eva frantically searched her handbag for her credit card. Today was the seventh, so she was sure her husband had already cleared up the bill. She smiled once she handed Mrs. Tanner the credit card. She was putting her declined debit back into her purse when the same triple-beeping sound made her gasp. "This card is maxed out, I'm so sorry," Mrs. Tanner sighed. "How about you take the dry cleaning and come bac
The sounds of moaning echoed through the atmosphere as the two lovers engaged in their lovemaking. Their bodies glistened with perspiration as they ravaged every inch of each other. The man left none of the woman's holes unexplored, and there weren't any crevices on his body that her tongue wasn't acquainted with. It was obvious they loved each other, and with every thrust the man made, he spoke a language only his woman could understand, and she reciprocated every word as her muscles clenched him tightly, milking his release."That was absolutely amazing, baby," Vivian breathed into Daniel's ear."No babe, you were amazing," he complimented before kissing her temple sweetly."Yes, yes I was," she giggled softly while she sucked on his tongue. Daniel let out a contended sigh as he smiled and stared at the ceiling, while his woman gently caressed his chest. He finally got the life he always dreamed of. He was worth over ten million dollars now, after his accounting firm was bought b
Nearly three hours later, Eva was finally en route to the party. Her pulse was racing and she was trying her best to stay calm so she didn't leave sweat marks on her dress. She'd tried calling Daniel again and again, but every call went unanswered. She knew he had gone to the house since his Ralph Lauren tuxedo was missing that she had brought back from the laundromat. "Maybe he's busy," she told herself, trying to stay calm. "Wait until he sees me. He won't believe his eyes," she smiled to herself as she continued to steer her car down the open road. Half an hour later and she was turning into the lot, her breath hitched. Luxury cars gleamed beneath the lights like sleeping beasts. The place was packed.She stepped out of the vehicle, her heels clicking against the pavement as she made her way to the grand entrance. The security guard barely glanced at her before waving her in, recognizing her immediately. "It's lovely to see the beautiful Mrs. Daniel Thomas again. Enjoy your nigh
"What? I never cheated on you! That's a lie!" Eva gasped, clutching her chest as if that could somehow ease the pain his accusations caused."Don't give me that bullshit!" Daniel snapped. "I was working my ass off, building a future for both of us, and what were you doing? Screwing the delivery man, the pool guy, even the damn butler." He laughed bitterly. "You have no class, no shame. I was so furious I had to fire the entire household staff. They all knew and they were laughing at me behind my back.""No, that's not true," Eva cried. "Please, Daniel, believe me, I would never do something like that to you. I love you.""Love me?" he sneered. "Yet you stand here lying to my face. How could you? I have proof of everything.""Proof?" Eva shook her head, stunned. "That... that can't be. I don't understand what you're talking about.""Viv, want to do the honours?" he asked, turning to his lover. Vivian smirked."With pleasure, babe," she replied, sauntering over to the tech manager stati
Eva’s thoughts were spiralling.For a split second, she imagined smashing the champagne bottle over Daniel's smug, lying face. The glass shattered. There was Blood. Screams. Maybe even silence. Maybe he wouldn't get up.She pictured herself standing over him, breathless and victorious... until the sirens came. Until the cuffs snapped around her wrists.She could read the news headlines now;~Eva Thomas, charged with murdering her cheating, dirty bastard of a husband.~She blinked hard, her eyes were getting dry and they burned. She quickly took those wicked thoughts out her head. This wasn’t her. No.It wasn't worth it. Not for him.Not for someone who'd already taken away so much from her. She wasn't going to allow him to take her freedom as well. "Stop your damn crying and just go home," Daniel growled, loud enough for nearby guests to hear. "And when you get there, start packing your shit. Only your clothes. You can keep the car, but the jewellery? Those are mine."Eva's stomach
Eva's hands froze as she watched the two perps just standing there looking like creeps in the shadows. The tuxedoed man noticed them, too. "Please... don't let them come near me," he whispered hoarsely.The men didn't move. They didn't speak. They just stood there, faces hidden by the shadow.Eva stood slowly, shielding the man behind her."Is there a problem?" she called out, her voice sharp and commanding. "I have pepper spray, and I'm not afraid to use it."Still, the men didn't answer. They had their heads tilted slightly.She narrowed her eyes. "I don't know what you think you're doing, but you're harassing me and my date."That got their attention.The two figures exchanged a glance."That's it. I'm calling the police," Eva snapped, yanking her phone from her purse and raising it high.That did the trick.The men turned on their heels and vanished into the dark, their footsteps fading fast.Eva exhaled and then turned back to the man, who was now slumped against her car. His ey
Eva's throat bobbed with a thick gulp as the man's low, rough question lingered in the air. Why was she hesitating? Why was it so hard to tell this man her name? She faced him now and she couldn't tear her gaze away from this man. From the way his dark, drenched hair clung to his forehead, to the slow, hungry way his eyes drank her in."How about you tell me your name, since you're the one intervening on my night," she said, voice a little breathy.He let out a chuckle that rumbled from deep in his chest, but it soon twisted into a cough.Concern flickered through her. Without thinking, Eva rushed to dig through her bag of knickknacks she got from the vending machine, fingers clumsy as she searched for something useful. Nothing seemed healthy but at least she grabbed a few bottles of water. She snatched one up."Here," she murmured, unscrewing the cap and pressing it to his lips. Lips that were so full, so sinful, she nearly lost herself to the wild temptation to lean in and lick th
Dorian felt uneasy as he pulled up to his father's mansion. He dreaded that he would be receiving some devastating news, but when he entered the house, he was shocked out of his wits."What's this?" he questioned in disbelief when he saw his father sitting up in a chair."I'm just as shocked as you are, sir," Mary responded."Why are you shocked? I was sick, now I'm better," Mr. Rhodes said happily.Dorian looked at Mary, still in disbelief."I know," Mary began. "Even his speech is stronger.""Dad, what happened? How are you feeling?""A miracle happened, that's what happened, and I'm feeling remarkable," he laughed.He then attempted to stand."Easy there," Dorian rushed to his side."Dad, maybe you should keep sitting. I think I need to call the doctor, because I'm confused as hell," Dorian said as he reached for his cellphone."I already did, but he was with a patient. He'll be over here as soon as he's done," she explained."Do you need some water?" Dorian asked his father."No,
FIVE YEARS LATERDorian Rhodes paced back and forth in his office, trying to see the vision the interior designer was trying to show him, but it wasn't happening."Mr. Rhodes, I'm telling you, these tiles will look spectacular in the ballroom," the woman said enthusiastically as she showed him the picture of the tiles. "And don't get me started on these colour palettes for the walls," she added."I'm not feeling it," Dorian began. "This isn't what I envisioned for this location. Sorry for wasting your time, but you can leave," he dismissed. This was the fifth interior designer he had turned down this week."No need to be sorry, sir, just don't make any hasty decisions," she tried to convince him."My decision is final. I'll pay you for the time you've spent here. Goodbye," Dorian said in a stiff tone."Thank you for considering me," the blonde-haired woman said as she began packing up her things."Sir, you're not going to get anyone if you don't have an open mind," Chelsea, his secret
Eva anxiously gnawed on her fingernails as she walked to the door of her once happy home. On the drive over, she imagined how the conversation between her and her husband would unfold. She wondered if he would be able to tell that she had been ravished by another man a few hours ago.She wondered if he would notice how puffy her lips were from a night of passion—or worse, smell the stranger on her.With her keys in her hand, she took a deep breath and began to unlock the door. The lock felt stiff as she turned the key. She withdrew and tried again, but the lock still didn't open."That bastard must've changed the locks," she said under her breath."Yes, I did," Daniel said through the intercom.He must've been watching her since she pulled up to the house."Daniel, please open the door," Eva said softly."The only reason why I'm opening this door is so that you can sign these papers. Then you can get out of my life for good, with your two-timing, whoring ass," he spat from behind the
Eva woke up to her body feeling like it got dropped from a hundred-story building and then got run over by a truck.The storm had passed.The room was bathed in an artificial glow. The electricity had come back on sometime during the night, and the soft hum of the old refrigerator was now unmistakable. The harsh overhead light from the bathroom spilled into the room, far too bright to sleep through.She blinked against it. Her heart was still heavy from the tangled mix of satisfaction and guilt that lay in her chest.Dragging herself out of bed, she padded quietly to the bathroom, where her clothes and belongings were. Her phone, finally reconnected to service, lit up with a slew of missed calls and messages. The moment she saw Daniel's name, her stomach twisted.Eleven missed calls.
The first touch of his tongue on her clit made Eva gasp. The sharp, breathy sound echoed in the quiet room. Flint worked her slowly at first, tasting, teasing, taking his time like he was learning her, mapping her out. Then his rhythm shifted, and his mouth began moving with skill and hunger."You taste divine," he moaned, his lips slick against her flesh.Eva let out a sultry whimper, her fingers threading through his hair. "Make me come," she purred, grinding her hips into his face.Encouraged by her need, he buried himself deeper, tongue moving faster now, stroking her clit with relentless focus. When he slipped a finger inside her slick, pulsing core, Eva let out a sharp cry of pleasure."Oh, fuck... yes," she gasped, hips jerking as she chased the rising wave.He pumped his finger inside her with purpose, his mouth never leaving her most sensitive spot. It was too much. She shattered with a cry, her body convulsing, her orgasm crashing over her in wild, rolling waves. She clung t
The storm outside didn't let up. it slammed against the windows and rattled the roof like it was eager to break inside. But in that little motel room, time had stopped. The candle lights flickered, casting shadows that danced across bare skin and tangled sheets.Eva sat close, the blanket draped loosely over her shoulders, but heat rolled off her in waves and it had nothing to do with the fire from the candle. She didn't tell Flint she was married. Not because she wanted to lie, but because it didn't feel true anymore. She wasn't sure if married was an appropriate word to describe her anymore. Her husband had already walked away, cheated on her, accused her of being unfaithful, humiliated her and then abandoned her without a real word of truth between them.She gave him everything. Years. Loyalty. Love. And when she needed him to believe in her most, he didn't.But somehow, all that pain had led her here.To this stranger. To this man who told her his name was Flint. His touch lit
"I've never done anything like this before," Eva spoke with a hint of shyness to her time. "Me neither," Flint admitted, brushing her hair off her face. "It's okay, you don't have to say that to make me feel better," she half smiled. "But it's true, there's just something about you that makes me want to lose all inhibitions," he explained. "You make me forget everything. Who I am. What matters."She sat up, pulling the blanket to her chest. "I should go get some water.""No, stay," he said softly. "I'll get it."He got out of bed completely naked, and Eva couldn't help but watch, biting her lip as her gaze trailed down his sculpted back, his tight ass, and his thick—She shook her head, grinning to herself.Flint returned with a bunch of snacks and bottled water."We've got chips, cheese balls, peanuts, chocolate," he said, dropping the goodies beside her and handing her a water bottle. "Hydration first.""Thanks," she murmured, still eyeing him as she drank.They snacked in silenc
Like a moth to flame, Eva was helpless against the pull this handsome and mysterious stranger had over her. The way Flint's eyes lingered on her, made her skin flush and her core ache. She didn't care that they had just met. She didn't care that her world had just imploded. And she most certainly didn't care that she was still a married woman. All she wanted was to get lost in the heat of this man and have one passionate night of sin. When he pulled her into his arms, she went willingly, pressing her trembling body against his rock-solid frame. He smelled like musk and leather. Her nipples hardened against the smooth skin of his chest, and she swore he noticed.A soft sigh escaped her lips when she felt his strong, sturdy arms wrapped around her shivering body. "Come on," he said in a low growl that made her pussy clench. "Let's get more comfortable."Flint led her to the bed, peeled back the covers, and lay down like he belonged there with her. Eva followed, crawling into his arms
Eva's throat bobbed with a thick gulp as the man's low, rough question lingered in the air. Why was she hesitating? Why was it so hard to tell this man her name? She faced him now and she couldn't tear her gaze away from this man. From the way his dark, drenched hair clung to his forehead, to the slow, hungry way his eyes drank her in."How about you tell me your name, since you're the one intervening on my night," she said, voice a little breathy.He let out a chuckle that rumbled from deep in his chest, but it soon twisted into a cough.Concern flickered through her. Without thinking, Eva rushed to dig through her bag of knickknacks she got from the vending machine, fingers clumsy as she searched for something useful. Nothing seemed healthy but at least she grabbed a few bottles of water. She snatched one up."Here," she murmured, unscrewing the cap and pressing it to his lips. Lips that were so full, so sinful, she nearly lost herself to the wild temptation to lean in and lick th