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His Games, Her Rules Ninety Eight
ROBYN By the time we arrive in New York, I’m exhausted. As soon as the jet touches down at a private aviation terminal just outside the city, Dominique is already helping me to my feet, his fingers locking with mine as we make our way off the plane. Ross, Dominique’s driver, is waiting beside a tinted Rolls-Royce parked on the tarmac, sunglasses firmly in place and his hands loosely clasped in front of his waist as he watches us approach. I recognize the Rolls immediately. It’s the very one I rammed my car into. The car that brought this man into my life. A small, playful smile slips onto my lips as I look at it. Dominique notices. He doesn’t say anything, but I don’t miss the answering smile tugging at his own lips. It’s evening now, the sun sinking toward the horizon as the cold air carries the distant sounds of traffic. As Dominique walks me toward his Rolls-Royce, Leonardo and Oliver head for a black Maserati parked nearby, another driver already holding the back door o
His Games, Her Rules Ninety Seven
DOMINIQUE I find Leo at the bar, a drink sitting in front of him as he stares at the glass like it personally offended him. He’s hunched over the counter, fingers tapping absently against the marble. Mild irritation still lingers across his features, but underneath it, he just looks weary. Oliver is nowhere to be found. And I need to fucking talk to him. As I approach, Leo lifts his glass of dark amber liquid to his lips and drains what’s left in one gulp before setting it down harder than necessary. “Think you’ve had enough?” I ask, taking the seat beside him. I sling an arm around his shoulders before picking up the empty glass and bringing it to my nose. Fuck. That’s some strong shit. I motion the bartender over with a flick of my wrist. “A bottle of water for my brother and a whiskey for me.” “Of course, sir.” He gets to work. “I’m not drunk, Dom,” Leo groans. He leans back on his stool, elbows against the counter, dragging a palm over his face before
His Games, Her Rules Ninety Six
DOMINIQUE I built my empire knowing everything. Every secret. Every lie. Every skeleton buried deep. Knowledge is power. And I’ve spent years making damn sure I’m never the one left in the dark. Yet the woman sitting across from me, sleeping so peacefully, is the one thing I can’t seem to decipher. Robyn Denver started as a game. A dirty, sex-motivated power play. But now… Now, I can’t imagine not being close to her. Can’t even fucking think about not having her in my life. That’s how deep I’m in. Somewhere between trying to get her into my bed and trying to figure out every little thing about her, the game stopped being a game. She stopped being a woman I wanted to fuck. She became the woman I wanted to keep. And that realization should scare the living shit out of me. But it doesn’t. Losing her does. For a long second, I just watch her. The slow rise and fall of her chest. The way her head is bent slightly to the side, her cheek resting against her
His Games, Her Rules Ninety Five
DOMINIQUE There. The one question that’s been sitting at the back of my mind for all these years, finally out in the open. “I need to know.” My fingers tighten around the chair. “I think you owe your kids that much. An explanation. An answer. Anything.” There’s a long beat. Carlotta’s lips tremble as her gaze moves from me to Dad, then to Leo and Camilla before finally returning to me. “You were.” Her voice breaks around the words. My grip tightens around the back of the chair, my teeth grinding together. “You were all enough.” She shakes her head, drawing in a sharp breath as tears gather in her eyes. “You were.” An irritated scoff escapes me before I can stop it. “If we were enough, then why the fuck did you leave?” Carlotta blinks rapidly, finally tearing her gaze away from mine. “Because I wasn’t thinking about what you needed.” Her voice is quieter now. “I was thinking about me. About what I wanted. It was selfish.” Leo scoffs, his arms folding across his chest. “R
His Games, Her Rules Ninety Four
DOMINIQUEThey say forgiveness should come easily when you love someone.Especially if it’s family.I fucking disagree.Sometimes, love is exactly what makes forgiveness so fucking difficult.As humans, we tend to think love should naturally lead to forgiveness. That because you love someone, forgiveness should come easily.Which is fucking bullshit if you ask me.Because loving someone means that when they hurt you, lie to you, betray you, or abandon you when you need them most, that kind of hurt stays with you.It festers. It grows. It becomes this fucking persistent, irritating feeling that sometimes threatens to eat you alive.So, no.I fucking disagree with whatever logic says forgiveness should come easily because it’s someone you care about. Because it’s family.Sometimes the reason you can’t simply forgive someone isn’t because you don’t love them enough. It’s because you love them too much for what they did not to matter.Because deep down, you still care about them. You stil
His Games, Her Rules Ninety Three
For one stupid second, nobody says anything.Then the amusement around the table registers all at once.Every eye seems to be on us.Great.I blush harder, my cheeks already hurting from how much I’ve been smiling since Dominique decided it was a good idea to fucking tease me.I drop my gaze to my plate, grabbing my glass of orange juice and bringing it to my lips for a sip, an attempt to hide how embarrassed I am right now.Especially since everyone apparently finds us interesting enough to abandon their conversations and watch us instead, amused smiles on their faces.Except Aimee.The bitch is practically seething on the other side of the table.Jealousy definitely doesn’t look good on her.Beside me, Dominique looks completely composed.“It seemed like you two needed a room. If you want, we could all leave. Give you that privacy you seriously need,” Leonardo adds, leaning forward with a grin.Laughter erupts around the table.“Shut up, Leo,” Dominique says, not bothering to look a
His Games, Her Rules Thirteen
DOMINIQUE“Aren’t we gonna address the elephant in the room?” Camilla asks, turning around in her seat with her judgmental look.“And if I may ask, what elephant is that?”“Dom, you know what I’m talking about.”Oh, I know what she’s talking about, I’m just not willing to talk about it with her.I turn t
최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-18His 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’
최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-27His 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 han
최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-26His 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
최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-25
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