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Craving The Playboy's Touch Bitter
EmmaAllysia and her mother belittled me in subtle ways, even making Trevor participate by constantly asking for his opinion and that was the only part that got on my nerves. Thanks to Mr. Beaufort and Adrian, I barely paid attention to them as the three of us spoke constantly about the upcoming ball. It was already expected that I’d be in attendance. Mrs. Beaufort couldn't stand her husband's genuine interest in wanting to get to know me and when she couldn't take it anymore, she spoke louder than everyone else. "Hmm, this was so lovely. I'd love to do this again. Emma, now that you and my son are dating, you should bring your family next time. You obviously can't bring your father. May his soul continue to rest in peace." The sweet cake instantly tasted bitter in my mouth and my eyes narrowed at her. It was obvious that I didn't appreciate that comment, but why would she stop there? She just had to make it worse with her next words.“Oh, I know,” Mrs. Beaufort said with a smile
Craving The Playboy's Touch For whatever reason
EmmaJust when I thought everything could be normal for some minutes, Mrs Beaufort spoke.“I can't be the only one here who is curious,” She leaned forward, her eyes locked on Adrian and me. “We all know you've been messing around with each other for a while now and..” Mr. Beaufort loudly cleared his throat to keep her in check and she paused for a few seconds, as if to choose her next words wisely. “When did you two decide to get together?” she said. Adrian looked over at me. “It's close to two weeks now. I just realized I wanted something more than what we had..because she's amazing and when I told her, it turns out I wasn't the only one feeling that way.”“Well, better than nothing, right?” She mockingly said. “Did you know that there are some situations in which nothing is better?”I raised my eyebrows a little in surprise, at how that was obviously aimed at our fake relationship. “Son,” Mr. Beaufort said, “You haven't brought anyone home before, not even Claire. I'm glad we f
Craving The Playboy's Touch He’s my boss
EmmaMr. and Mrs. Beaufort sat at opposite ends of the long dining table, while Trevor and Allysia positioned themselves directly across from Adrian and me.Each time I came to the conclusion that all the food was served, the chefs kept returning with course after course, and the aroma wafting from each new dish was enough to make my mouth water. In any other circumstance, it would have genuinely hurt me to watch Trevor and Allysia lean close and whisper to each other, knowing that despite everything that had happened, he was still the person my heart couldn’t let go of. But I didn't get to see much as Adrian had my full attention, talking animatedly about Seraphina’s upcoming concert tour and how he planned to take me to every single show.My genuine excitement must have been getting under their skin, because the one time I glanced over, both Trevor and Allysia were staring at us with thinly veiled irritation.It was only when Mrs. Beaufort cleared her throat and clinked a glass wi
Craving The Playboy's Touch A bit to discuss
EmmaAdrian guided me back through the front entrance, and as we rounded the corner toward the living room, my chest immediately tightened.Allysia was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed, looking completely at ease. And right beside her was Trevor, dressed in a suit that fit him perfectly, looking devastatingly attractive despite everything he’d done to me. Seeing him again, this close, made something in my chest flutter that I didn’t want to acknowledge.My gaze then shifted back to Allysia when she chuckled mockingly, heat rising instantly in my cheeks as I was fuming. I wanted to charge towards her and punch her right in the face, even though I knew I couldn't bring myself to do it. The thought of it already made me clench my fist tight and I would have done it with both hands, if not for Adrian holding on onto the other one.He felt me squeeze his hand, and he immediately squeezed mine back. I looked up at him, and he subtly shook his head, telling me to stay calm. I even
Craving The Playboy's Touch It’s showtime
EmmaAdrian decided to show me some parts of the house, his hand resting on my lower back like it was the most natural thing in the world. I couldn’t decide if it was for show, or if he had forgotten that we didn’t actually have to pretend when no one was around. But I reminded myself of the countless times he’d held me like he owned me.When we came to the indoor swimming pool lined with white loungers, I subtly nodded to myself. “What?” He asked after catching it.“I can’t tell which swimming pool I prefer between this one and the one at your place.”“Mine is obviously better.” He bragged.I rolled my eyes. “Keep telling yourself that.”He chuckled while shaking his head and we kept moving until the tennis court came into view. There were two of them, side-by-side and I already felt that was a bit too much, but I reminded myself of where I was.“Do you even play tennis?” I asked, raising my eyebrows.“Wanna get in there and find out just how good I am?”I raised my hands in defeat
Craving The Playboy's Touch It’s showtime
EmmaAdrian guided me through different parts of the estate, his hand resting low on my back like it was the most natural thing in the world. I couldn’t tell if it was for show or if he’d simply forgotten that we didn’t have to keep up the act when no one was watching. But then I remembered all the other times he’d held me like he owned every piece of me, and I decided not to overthink it.When we came to the indoor swimming pool lined with pristine white loungers, I nodded to myself without thinking.“What?” he asked, catching the gesture.“I’m trying to decide which pool I like better—this one or the one at your place in London.”“Mine is obviously better,” he said without hesitation.I rolled my eyes. “Sure, keep telling yourself that.”He chuckled and shook his head, and we continued walking until two tennis courts came into view, sitting side by side. It felt a bit excessive to me, but then again, I was standing in the middle of a Beaufort estate, so maybe this was just how thing
Craving The Playboy's Touch Please take me right here.
Adrian’s POVI’d always known Emma as my sister’s best friend, and I was more than surprised when I found out the person Allysia was getting married to was Emma’s boyfriend. To be honest, I’d never liked that scumbag. It was crazy to me, but I hadn’t bothered to go through the trouble of informing
Craving The Playboy's Touch Want him badly.
Emma’s POVHe drove fast through the estate gates like he was in some kind of racing competition. It was hard to enjoy the perfectly lit garden view that flashed past the window as we sped toward the main building. It was a massive, modern-style palace standing all by itself.He finally parked in f
Craving The Playboy's Touch Tired of being the”good girl”.
Emma’s POVAdrian didn’t say a word as he drove, keeping his eyes focused on the road while his hands stayed steady on the wheel. He shifted gears and pulled out of the parking lot, heading away from the building where my life had just fallen apart. I leaned back and turned my head toward the side
Craving The Playboy's Touch Keep him Allysia.
Emma’s POV "Yes! Oh my god, yes!" I’ve played this scene in my head a thousand times. Trevor Hayes, my boyfriend of six years, finally down on one knee, his love for me glistening bright in his eyes with a diamond ring I’ve always wanted in his hand. I’ve practiced how loud my "yes" would be seve
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