CHAPTER 13: BACK IN NEW YORK

Cynthia stared at her phone for the 100th time in 2 days, waiting for at least a message or a call from Jason. Unfortunately none seemed to cut through. She sat at the edge of the edge in loose clothings, her womanhood ached badly, she needed the touch of a man.

Her mind wandered to Adrian, he knew how and where to touch her perfectly. Working his fingers on her body like a professional, she'd always melt under him.

Ever since she got married to Jason, she had ignored his calls and messages, even blocking him in order not to be able to reach her. She decided to ring Jason's cell again, praying for a miracle for it to go through. Unfortunately, it went straight to voicemail, just like the others before it.

An idea suddenly lit up in her mind, one person would know where he was, the right number to call to get through to him.

She rushed into the bathroom, having a quick shower. She ruffled through the wardrobe, looking for something seductive to wear. Maybe she might be lucky to get lai