The new contract was emailed to me just two days later, and I signed it after carefully reading it to be sure that Dominic didn’t put any of his own loopholes in it.
I had hoped our work together could be done more separately and communication would be done via email or phone calls, but Dominic insisted on me coming to his office building and working with him there.
I arrived at the building in the late morning and was greeted by the paparazzi. I guess I now know where they go after I arrive at work and they get their daily photos of me.
“Ms. Greene! Ms. Greene! Can you tell us what you’re doing at the Knightingdale Suits house?”
I smiled at the man who asked and told him, “Let’s just say that big things are happening for Claudette Reed.”
More questions came and the cameras continued to flash, but I made my way insi
“Each design will require two signatures to move onto the next step. That way, we each get to see it and be sure that everything is in order. My patternmakers and seamstresses will-"“Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait!” He cut me off and adjusted in his seat so he could lean across the table at me. “What makes you think I’m going to let your people sew? My people have far more experience with my suits than your people do, and there’s not a chance in hell I’m letting any of your barbies lay hand on my material!”I rubbed my temples. This man is not going to be easy to work with. But I just told the paparazzi that big things were happening for Claudette Reed before walking into the building. I can’t lose this deal.“Okay, how about this: Your people will handle the outside of the suit, but my ladies will assemble the lining. Then… we can hire a
I couldn’t believe the man. His photos were everywhere in this building. I caught a few framed things along the wall of models and ads for watches that weren’t of him. Does he have a watch company as well? I shook my head and decided to get the hell out of that building.I texted my driver from the conference room earlier how much longer I would be, so my car was there front and center when I walked out and I didn’t have to worry about any paparazzi. I probably look exhausted. I know I feel that way and am considering a real glass of wine tonight.This man is exhausting. That’s an adjective, right? Not one I should share with him, though. As hard as it may be, I need to stay on this guy’s good side.“Where to, ma'am?” My driver, Noah, asked from the front seat.“Home, please.”Noah nodded his head and drove m
Weeks passed, and Dominic was testing every nerve in my body. He fought me on everything, and at one point we even needed a mediator to come in because we were getting under each other’s skin so much.We were finally on track to begin the design process, and we agreed to spend some time apart to brainstorm and then meet up later to put our ideas together.These last few days that I’ve had away from Dominic Knight have been so relaxing and I haven’t felt the urge to drink any wine to take off the edge. I even took a bubble bath!I’ve been trying to contact Isaac more, but every time that I call him, Whitney answers and tells me that he’s busy. I have no idea what their relationship’s dynamic is, but I have to admit that I don’t get the best vibes from her.She seems controlling, and I questioned how Isaac ever got away from her to hang o
“I did a little research on the Green Knight,” I informed Dominic in a smug tone and he raised a brow at me. “It seems that you don’t pay attention to detail, Mr. Knight, which I find amusing for a designer. The Green giant is invincible. He survived even decapitation and rode off on his horse like a badass. It was Sir Gawain that was the prideful idiot.”“And what exactly makes you think that, Ms. Greene?”I looked at him like it were obvious and scoffed, “He had no way of surviving! If the Green Knight hadn’t been so merciful, Gawain would have ended up with more than just a scratch on his neck. He taught him a lesson.” I narrowed my eyes with a smirk to him. “He was arrogant and a show-off.”“I consider him to be brave and noble.”“Of course you do.”“He took the c
I walked with heavy steps into my apartment building and leaned my body against the side of the cool elevator as I rode it up to my floor.The entire drive home, I was thinking of Isaac and Whitney. I was imagining them throwing handfuls of flour on each other and laughing together. I imagined Isaac grabbing her from behind playfully and picking her up, even tickling her.I imagined that their stomachs would hurt from laughing so much that they were forced to stop, and then they would go to the shower together to clean off.Tears rimmed my eyes as I thought about them together. I had only made it worse by actually seeing them together tonight. Now that I had a face to the name, I could imagine it clearer, and I hated that. I shouldn’t have stopped by without texting or calling him first, I wasn’t thinking clearly.Once the elevator dinged, I took a second before pushing myself
Dominic left my skin tingling everywhere that he touched me, and even some placed that he hadn't. I never would have admitted that I wanted Dominic Knight before, but in my emotional state right now, my body was screaming for him.I knew it was wrong, so I forced words out of me that I thought would make him stop, even though I knew that I would be disappointed if he actually did.“You’re… selfish… conceited… egotistical, and… pompous.”“Keep going,” he whispered as he moved his lips up to my neck and wrapped one arm around my waist, the other on my neck, beginning to walk us back and toward the bedroom.He let his hand slip underneath my tank, making me gasp slightly at the feeling of his warm palm on my bare flesh.The slight facial hair on his jaw was prickly on my neck, but the gentleness of his lips outwei
Dominic continued his slow thrusts and put his right hand on my spine, slowly moving it upwards along the curves of my back and up to my hair.He grabbed the hair of my ponytail and wrapped it around his hand like they were the reins on a horse before tugging. The pain was oddly delicious and I found myself moaning as my head tilted back.He leaned forward and put his body on top of mine, continuing his thrusting.His mouth was right next to my ear as he said, “Tell me what you want, Monster. Harder? Faster? Or slower?” He slowed down even more to show me the fucking torture that speed would be.“Faster.”“Faster….?”I rolled my eyes at him, “Master.”Dominic raised himself with his left hand as his other was still in my hair and picked up the pace like he was making up fo
We went back and forth all night, and he ended up spending the night after we both fell asleep from exhaustion. I didn’t get to shower until I woke up, and Dominic insisted on showering with me. I’m sure you can imagine what happened there.“I’m disgusted with myself,” I mumbled from my side of the bed where I was getting dressed, not thinking Dominic could hear me from the other side of the room.“Well, you can’t blame the wine,” he joked and I glared at him over my shoulder before going back to my shoes.“I was emotional, and you took advantage of the fact.”“I told you that third time’s the charm and all you had to do was say no one more time.”“I said no dozens of times last night!”“Yeah, but we did it like… six times, I think… I lost count