Sierra is now in the car with Ace. Her body twitches wildly, still half-conscious— but she seems completely unaware of who is driving her away.The evening gown she was wearing earlier is now hiked up— her posture is slumped and uncontrolled. Pressing her body against him, she raises both hands and wraps them around his open arms.Her dazed eyes stare unblinkingly at the person in the driver’s seat. “You’re just like him. Gosh, I wonder how many drinks I had tonight? Why do I see that jerk’s face everywhere?”She clicked her tongue loudly, shifted slightly, and went back to her earlier position. Her fatigued and weak-looking body leaned back comfortably, as she gently squeezed her eyes shut— trying her best to hold back the waves of nausea that were starting to churn in her stomach. It felt extremely bad, but she seemed reluctant to let it out.For the sake of the Statue of Liberty standing tall in New York, Sierra did not want the person driving her to stop in the middle of the road b
After spending the day chilling at her husband's fancy house, here she is now, attending an event at one of the most luxurious hotels.She's wearing a sleek and glamorous maroon evening gown with a low neckline and a slit that reveals her smooth, fair thighs. She flashes a friendly smile as a few gentlemen greet her and make small talk.It seems like tonight she will be free, as her overly possessive husband is off to Malibu with his darling man whore. She giggled, sipping champagne for the umpteenth time. Her green eyes darted around, one corner of her mouth twitching as she spotted a man who had recently asked her out on a date.Gerald Posner.The filthy rich man who had wanted her for a long time, perhaps he had already joined the ranks of the city’s filthy rich young tycoons, just like Ace Valentino— her husband.She clicked her tongue quietly as her mind drifted back to him. She really shouldn’t be thinking about that asshole tonight. Maybe he was having fun with his man whore ri
“How?”Rosalie shrugged, wearing her round, clear glasses. She lifted her phone and showed it to Sierra so she could see it.“We have to go back tomorrow. The boss asked Edgar to come back because the photographer working with Isabella is on wedding leave.”Sierra nodded, looking indifferent and nonchalant— though she secretly wanted to fly back to New York. Lucky for her, Ace had told them to return as soon as possible. Even though she and Claire still had one more photoshoot to do, she might have to work overtime until nightfall to finish her duties— because she was not the type to delay work, let alone abandon it.“Alright, tonight Claire and I will work overtime. Get ready, Ed! The next few hours, your eyes will feast on our gorgeous bodies.”“What?” Claire stared in shock, her shoulders slumping at her words. All her plans for tonight vanished instantly— one corner of her eye shot a sharp glance at the man across from her.“That’s our job, Claire. Come on, Edgar, get ready and tu
Again and again, Ace played with her, this time making her click her tongue in frustration as he stood shirtless on the balcony, one hand busy typing something on his phone screen.After their steamy session was abruptly interrupted— because his phone suddenly started ringing— Sierra had no idea who was calling Ace at that moment. But there was only one damn word on her mind that she desperately wanted to say right now— Bastard!She then got out of bed, letting her naked body slip into the bathroom, leaving Ace to his own little world.Sierra sat on the toilet, her hands tightly gripping her own hair. A painful throbbing once again assaulted her head.All of this was because of that damn man! That gay man always toyed with her desires. After he dared to take her to the cloud nine, now he had thrown her back into an endless abyss.Sierra stood up, her legs dragging her toward the sink. She decided to just wash her face and head, then sleep until morning. She would turn off all her inte
Not sure when and who started it, but now their lips are locked together... kissing, crushing, and giving each other a lot of warmth with every breath they breathe out. Without caring about the stares of the people around them, both Ace and Sierra kept locking their lips and twisting their tongues together. It seemed that the temptation given by her worked to get him to grant her favor.Even now, both her legs were perfectly wrapped around his waist while her hands squeezed his hair as he deepened the kiss. Both of his hands were already perched on her ass and squeezing it senselessly. Looks like he had forgotten one thing by now.They were getting so caught up in the kiss that they forgot about their surroundings. Rosalie and Claire could only smack their foreheads as they watched the actions of the two people. Edgar, on the other hand, looked excited in capturing their position which seemed so intense.“I already kissed you until you were out of breath, didn't I? Now what do you wan
“Where are you going?”He snatched her arm as soon as she was about to leave his hotel room. Sierra had spent the night in his room, now she had to get back to her own room which was not too far from his.It dawned on her that she was in his room, as for Ace— she had no idea where he had slept last night. She couldn't care less though.“Going to my room, obviously. I have a photo shoot today.” She quickly broke free of the stranglehold on her arm, as she waltzed away without looking back at him.To be frank, she was still annoyed with him. That man had dared to play with her mind and body. Thinking of him again, she really wanted to kick his dick which she still doubted could get up, though she knew that he was the demon of her dreams who was toying with her. “Fucking Ace!” she cursed under her breath after she had completely moved away from the area of his room. She walked hurriedly since there was not much time left and she was sure that she would be a little late for today's photo