His Games, Her Rules
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Dangerous, sexy, and arrogant, badboy billionaire, Dominique Gray always gets his way; in the boardrooms and even in the bedroom. His arrogance is twice the size of his bank account and he walks like he owns the universe. Running away from her past and the life she’d hoped to forget, Robyn Denver fled from Italy to New York City, hoping to start afresh as a practical nurse in one of the most prestigious hospitals in the state. A new life, a new place, and a new identity. Everything is going as planned, not until Robyn crosses paths with Dominique Gray, one of the country’s most influential and powerful figures. He’s everything she’d vowed to stay away from, but yet she hates the fact that he brings out the woman in her she’d locked and long suppressed. He’s alluring, manipulative, domineering, all of everything she loathes, but yet she can’t resist the billionaire’s charms. Dominique wants the one thing he knows he can’t have, but yet he’s not willing to back down. Robyn Denver is everything challenging and feisty, and one thing Dominique Gray loves is challenge. After a heated and passionate one night together in a masked charity event, Robyn walks away with Dominique Gray craving for more. But what happens when Dominique Gray wants the one thing Robyn isn’t willing to give? Her heart. And when the past Robyn has been running away from disrupts her new life, will Robyn let her heart cherish the one best thing in her life or will her past keep them apart? *** CONTENT WARNING: This story is rated for a mature audience and includes explicit sexual content, sexual language and violence.
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His Games, Her Rules Forty One
You know that moment in your life when you wished you’d quit your job and do something else with your life? Well, this is that moment for me.As I park my car, I wish this is a bad dream and maybe I’ll wake up sooner than later, but it’s not a dream. This is really happening. I’m in Dominique Gray’s house and I’m here to administer him treatment.Monday has never been my day. Mondays are one of the worst days in the week and I despise Mondays. I was doing my work today, attending to patients assigned to me when I got a call that the president of St. José wanted to see me. On getting there, I was told Dominique Gray, the hospital’s stockholder and “New York’s finest” was ill and needed treatment in his home and he “specifically” wanted me to come over and administer his treatment.He could have gotten anyone, a registered nurse, a doctor, anyone at all, but yet he wanted me to be the one. I wanted to argue and tell my superior I couldn't do it, but I didn't because I knew it wouldn't h
His Games, Her Rules Forty
My heart beats against my chest rapidly at the sight before me. It’s him. Dominique fucking Gray in the flesh. I haven’t seen this man in a month and God knows I didn’t prepare to meet him today so I don’t know how I’m supposed to react. He’s breathtakingly gorgeous just like every other day that I’ve known him and he smells really good.And just like that the memory of that night comes flooding through my brain like a loose cannon and there’s a familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach.How badly am I attracted to him? Too bad, if I may say.His arms are around my waist, right on the curve of my back as he looks into my eyes. I’m too awed by his presence to form any speech. Leo says he’s left, then what’s he doing here? Looking so fucking attractive. His presence alone is sucking the oxygen out of me and I can’t seem to breathe. Suddenly, I stagger backward, “What the fuck, Dominique?”“Can we talk?”“Talk?” I chuckle tiredly, as I lick my bottom lip. “Why do we need to talk?” I say
His Games, Her Rules Thirty Nine
Club Rogue is particularly packed tonight. It’s Saturday and we’re not the only ones who want to get down and dirty tonight. Monique is looking explicitly beautiful tonight. She’s wearing a simple purple dress with a halter neck that drops at her mid-thigh, just past her butt, paired with knee-length white boots. Her curly hair is perfectly styled to look fuller and her ears are adorned with silver hoop earrings and a silver heart necklace.I, on the other hand, am wearing a black, short leather skirt, and a zebra stripe tube top, paired with white knee-length boots. I didn’t bother with earrings tonight, but my neck is covered in a single customized necklace that says Robyn. I was willing to leave the house wearing baggy jeans and a T-shirt, but Monique and Tiwa pushed me back into my room and made me wear this. Tiwa looks beautiful as well, dressed in a strapless, denim short dress and four-inch white heels with straps that are perfectly tied around her legs. She’s changed her hairs
His Games, Her Rules Thirty Eight
“Are you gonna explain to me why we’re in your car smoking weed at around 8 pm or we’re still gonna sit back and enjoy the smell of weed?” I ask, passing the joint to Monique who takes it and puts it in her mouth, taking long drags as she throws her head back and purrs the smoke through her nose and mouth.I don’t smoke, nor does Monique but that doesn’t mean I can’t handle a few smoke down my lungs. I’ve had a taste of weed and cigarettes in the past but I didn’t make a habit of it. Since Monique and I became friends, I’ve only seen her smoke thrice and during those times, she always made me smoke with her because she needed someone. Monique stress-smokes sometimes and right now as we sit in the front seat of her car with SZA blasting from her stereo in a low volume, I have a feeling something has happened.Is it home? Monique barely talks about her family. The only thing I know about her family is that they live in New Jersey. Her dad’s not in the picture. He got his best friend’s 2
His Games, Her Rules Thirty Seven
DOMINIQUERobyn smiles as she pulls my head down to kiss me. As I respond to her kiss, I slowly walk forward and she walks backward and I press her against the opposite wall. “I don’t have a condom,” I say, pulling away from her to look into her eyes.“What?”“You don’t expect me to be carrying condoms around, do you? Especially a day like today.”“Well, no.” She rolls her eyes.“I’m clean if that’s what you’re worried about.”“Oh, yeah?”“Yeah. Are you?” I raise an eyebrow at her and she scoffs.“If you care to know, I don’t always hook up with men in dimly lit hallways.”I smile at her and nod. I’m not dumb. With the way she was moaning and crying when I had my tongue on her clit, I’m pretty sure no one’s been down there in a while and I’m about to confirm it. “Are you on any birth control pills?”“No. I can get an emergency pill tomorrow.”“Okay.”“So are we gonna fuck now or we are still conversing?” She asks, raising a brow at me as she smirks.I lean down to claim her lips agai
His Games, Her Rules Thirty Six
DOMINIQUEShe tastes better than I imagined, warm, slick, and throbbing with need. I run my tongue on her tight pussy, tasting her sweet juices as I lick her. I envelop my mouth over her entrance as I suck. Her feet buckle, threatening to give up on her as she clamps her mouth shut with her right hand. Her other hand finds its way into my hair, fisting my strands as she fucks my mouth.Fuck, her tears of pleasure are like music to my ears, drawing different kinds of pull and strain from my dick as it rubs against the material of my pants.“Oh, my god. Fuck. Please, don’t stop.” She begs, just like I wanted her to as she looks down at me.I flick my tongue continuously on her throbbing clit and I suck. I might like to fuck different women but I don’t always go down on them. Actually, I like to be pleasured instead of the one giving the pleasure. It sounds selfish, but the women I fuck are down with whatever I want. I call the shots and they obey. The few occasions that I’ve gone down o
His Games, Her Rules Thirty Five
Dominique pushes me up against the wall as our lips attack each other. I moan into his mouth, slipping my tongue down his throat and he growls. The sound is like music to my ears, sending a vibration to the sensitive flesh in between my legs.I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t know how we got here but all I could remember was telling Dominique to take me to a quiet place so that we could give each other the one thing we both wanted and everything else was a blur.We’re in a barely lit hallway with the event still going on. We could get caught. Someone might accidentally walk in on us and the thought alone excites me. I’ve never been this careless before with a stranger. I may have had a few one-night stands, but I’ve never had sex with a stranger in a hallway during a charity event with the probability of getting caught being ninety percent. And Dominique is no stranger.And the thought of my body flushed against Dominique’s as we kissed passionately and desperately in this quiet ha
His Games, Her Rules Thirty Four
DOMINIQUE What the fuck is happening? Where is the Robyn that loathes me? The Robyn who would never flirt back. The Robyn who would grab any chance to throw insulting words at me.Where the fuck did she go?I'd be lying if I said I haven't been hoping to encounter this side of Robyn since the day she showed me this side of her at my brother's club. And that day at the club, she had too much to drink. But today, she’s not drunk. She’s anything but drunk and she knows what she’s doing.She's playing a game with me, a game I don't mind losing because right now all I want is her. And I don't mind doing anything, whatever thing it takes to have her body flush against mine and my hands in the places I’ve only dreamt about. The Robyn sitting in front of me is a temptress and this pretty little temptress wants me to do things to her. Bad, bad things. She’s trying to wake up the beast in me and I have little to no self-control left in me. At this point, it just depends on what she says and th
His Games, Her Rules Thirty Three
DOMINIQUEI saw her the minute she walked into the room, commanding attention she didn’t notice. With a mask on, and her body clad in a red dress, I knew it was her. I just knew it was her.She was beautiful, so beautiful, I found myself hooked by how beautiful she looked standing there and looking breathtakingly attractive without even trying. Even as Marianne stood on the stage and gave her speech, I just couldn't peel my eyes away from her. This little distraction is becoming something else, and the sooner she gave in to what we both wanted, the better for me.She's in my head, morning, afternoon, and night. She has finally found her way into my dreams too and as crazy as it sounds, I don't want her out of my head or my dreams.“Who's the lady in red?” Oliver asks beside me, his gaze fixed on Robyn.“Damn, she's gorgeous. Even with a mask on, you could obviously tell she's fucking hot,” Leo says beside me and I turn to glare at him.“What? Can’t I admire a beautiful woman?” He asks
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