Allan watched Riana’s back as she ran away. He chuckled. The bold, slight girl who’d barricaded the door to keep him out now ran like the devil was nipping at her heels.
When he’d first seen her crying, he was ready to walk right past her. But the way she had forcefully wiped her face dry, a new determination mirroring on her face, he’d just had to go and congratulate her on being the first female he’d met who hadn’t acted like the world was over after catching her boyfriend cheating.
And it was quite obvious she’d caught her boyfriend cheating on her. If it had been just an ordinary break up, she would have looked different. He’d watched his baby sister move from one break up to another, all for different reasons, and that made him an expert on ‘Breakup Body Language.’
But when he’d seen her brown eyes, with faint strokes of green in them, staring up at him like he was a world wonder, he was hooked. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the color play in hers. And when she’d sighed it took all he’d had not to laugh and press her against the wall with his body.
Allan wasn’t vain but he’d seen the common effect of his appearance on her face and if he wanted to capitalize on it, like he occasionally did, it wouldn’t have been very difficult. Her breakup and her obvious attraction to him would have made her easy prey.
But he wasn’t that much of an asshole to hurt her even more. Maybe another woman, sure, but not her. So he’d dropped his hand from her chin and took a step back to take a good look at her. She’d been about a foot shorter than he was; he could see the crown of her head, covered in wavy black-brown hair held back with a hair tie. He’d liked how her ponytail was border line unruly, thick, big, and frizzy. That only reinforced his theory that she was half black and half something else. Probably Caucasian. He’d dated women of all races and knew all their secrets. Especially when it came to hair. He’d looked down at her body. The waiter’s uniform had done him the biggest favor by wrapping her tight in all the right places. She’d had curves that’d made his mouth water and a specific part of his body tighten ready to be milked. He’d taken a step forward, and she had responded by taking a step back, her back pressed against the wall like he’d wanted to do before. If it wasn’t for the startled look in her eyes, he would have acted on his desire to seduce her and pressed his body against hers trapping her even more. He’d leaned down, just to tease her and he spoke, though he wasn’t sure what he’d said. All his attention was on her lower lip that slowly slid out of her mouth and the tip of her tongue that’d peeked out, tempting him to catch it with his teeth.
Right before he could do just that, her friend had appeared breaking the spell. He’d rushed off only to be tracked down by her friend—Loraine. The threat she’d issued—‘Don’t play around with Riana or you’ll deal with me’—had made him laugh and come to respect Loraine. Her loyalty, aided by her last name, had made him take Loraine seriously. He’d promised to stay away from her and asked if she’d seen his girlfriend Theresa.
He hadn’t understood why Theresa was hiding away when she was the one who’d not only dragged him to the auction but had volunteered him as one of the men to be auctioned off—him and a two week trip to Venice paid by him. That he had minded. Donating money to the cancer foundation he hadn’t minded at all. After losing his mother to breast cancer and his father to pancreatic cancer, he was ready to give as much as he could in the fight to finding a cure.
He hadn’t taken the test yet because he was afraid he might have the cancer gene. Melody, his baby sister, had already taken the test and she was in the clear. The doctor had said the odds were one to two or none at all. Melody was clear which left him, the one out of the two.
“Allan…honey?”
Theresa’s voice brought him out of his thoughts and he quickly turned to her. She’d fixed her clothes quicker than it usually took her when she was bent over his desk, her ass in the air and her legs wide apart in invitation. And if he remembered correctly, she never had to give him directions on how to fuck her. Neither did she recover so quickly.
His eyes shifted to Michael. His new employee was just fresh out of college. Working for Sinclair Enterprise was a ‘once in a life time opportunity,’ as Michael had put it. Allan had appreciated his enthusiasm and eagerness that he did one thing he never ever did—he employed an infant. He was now fumbling with his pants as he hurried to zip them up. A young, inexperienced graduate. What else did Theresa expect?
“Michael. Theresa.”
“Mr. Sinclair,” Michael squeaked.
Allan scoffed and shook his head. How could he have been so wrong about this kid? He would never survive in his business. If Michael couldn’t face him boldly with confidence even after he’d been caught shagging the boss’s girlfriend by his boss, how was he going to survive the takeover Allan had planned in Venice?
Allan had invited Michael to Venice to try him out with a chain of hotel he wanted to take over. A good working experience for the kid, and it also would have freed up more time for Theresa. She’d nagged him long enough about his long work schedule and the month he needed to be in Venice would have dealt with that.
But oh no, Michael was too busy attending to Theresa’s needs to even think about how he was screwing himself over. And Theresa, well, she no longer had a reason to nag him. Michael seemed to have stepped in for him in his stud duties just fine.
Allan looked at them again, standing a few feet apart from each other and strangely, he didn’t give a shit if they wanted to go at it again once he closed the door. He had a few condoms in his wallet he could give them if they’d run out already. That’s if they were using any.
Did they even use any?
Allan cursed under his breath. Theresa was conniving enough to plant a pregnancy on him if it meant getting him to the altar.
He pulled his wallet from the inside pocket of his jacket. “I didn’t know Michael was in the auction, let alone that his package included a rushed screw in the manager’s office.” He pulled out the five condoms he kept handy in the instances where Theresa decided to jump him in places that weren’t his home or office. He carried his own condoms to her house—he never trusted the woman enough to use hers.
Allan chuckled. The woman was calculating. She had more brains than he had ever given her credit for.
“Allan, honey—” Theresa began but he silenced her by holding up his hand.
“Theresa, you know I don’t like to share, but this is a charity event after all. We need to get the proceedings for the cancer foundation any way we can.” He threw the condoms at her, “You might want to use those from now on. The HIV/AIDS fundraiser is next month if I recollect correctly. And I definitely don’t want to be trapped by any of his bastards.”
With that, he bowed out, closing the door because he knew for certain Theresa was going back to bending over that desk despite getting caught.
Riana watched the huge double doors for Allan. She knew he was livid and hurt and she just wanted to give him the same comfort he’d given her. A distraction he’d called it. Well it had worked. It also opened her eyes.Riana found herself wondering if she ever did love Steve, because she shouldn’t have reacted so wantonly toward a man seconds after meeting him, right after her breakup. What she knew for sure was that the betrayal by two people she lived with and trusted was what cut her deep.“Riana, you’ve been staring at that door since you walked in,” Loraine said, pulling the empty tray of appetizers out of her hand and replacing it with a full one. “If the dragon lady sees you, she’ll fire you and you’ll have no money to pay me rent.”Riana rolled her eyes and walked alongside her friend as they made their rounds in the large ballroom. “I just want to know how Allan is.”Loraine sniggered, clearly an effort to keep from laughing out loud. “I would have loved to have seen them gett
“Half a million dollars! Really, Allan, if you don’t want to go with her just say no. You are allowed to. No one can force you otherwise.”Allan grabbed her hand and dragged her away without a word in response, but that didn’t stop Riana from rambling on. She had to run to keep up with his long strides.“Do you have any idea how much half a million dollars is? That’s too much! Let her pay. They can’t possibly force you to go if you don’t want to. What, is there a clause that says you’ll go to jail if you don’t agree to this?”Allan brought them to a quick halt then turned to Riana with his brows creased. “You babble a lot. You just go on and on and on without a single break to breathe. Do you know that?”Of course she knew that! The most Riana ever spoke was when she rambled and this situation deserved a babble! “Five hundred thousand dollars, Allan. That&rsquo
Allan’s lips parted in a sinister smile. “You are smart! If only your brain was working when you were fucking my girlfriend. Yes, I am firing you. And Theresa, if you haven’t caught on yet, it also means our relationship is over.”Theresa’s jaw dropped open, forming a large, deep red ‘O’. Riana heard the gasp from the crowd that seemed to have grown in number.Note number two, never cross Allan Sinclair. Riana squeezed his side, hoping he’d understand her. The embarrassment in front of all the people who mattered in society was enough punishment. If he cut them down another foot, they would never survive it.“Is there a problem here?”“Oh, damn!” Loraine groaned next to her. Riana couldn’t have said it any better. The dragon lady—known better as Mrs. Nicholas—had landed. Shit just got worse.“Yes, there is a problem.” Theresa pointed a pai
“Are you sure that’s what I said?” Riana asked for the hundredth time that week. She couldn’t possibly believe she agreed to any of it. After that kiss—which still tied her stomach in knots every time she thought about it—she didn’t remember a word he said. She was too busy watching those lips move, wondering when he was going to kiss her again. She thought about it every moment of every day. She sighed. Those sweet, sexy lips… She slapped her forehead with the palm of her hand. Idiot! Aren’t you in a mess already because of those lips! Loraine stuffed her mouth with more popcorn. “Yup. You, my dear friend, agreed to service him every single night of those two weeks. But he did promise to repay the favor tenfold.” Riana dropped on the couch, her head in her hands. “Oh, God. I agreed to have sex with a total stranger.” “For two weeks.” “I know that!” she snapped. Loraine was quiet for a moment before she leaned in and added conspiratorially. “Every. Single. Night.” “Loraine!” S
Riana walked into the small jet and stopped at the door. She leaned forward and peeped inside. It was small. Really small. Claustrophobic small!She’d only been on a plane three times. Once when she flew to Florida to bury her mother, then to Washington to say goodbye to her brother when he was deported, and finally back to New York and to her lonely, family-less life.Oh Mama, I miss you so much. Reno, I wish I’d gone home with you. Riana batted her lashes rapidly to hold the tears back.Reno had her sell everything they’d owned to afford the funeral and the rest was used on air fare and living expenses for her. The little possessions that were too sentimental to sell Riana kept in her apartment—well, not her apartment anymore. Loraine promised to pack up her stuff and move them to Riana’s new home before the end of the month, in case Steve and Claire decided to pawn them for rent.“Hello, I’m Gina, and
Riana had never been the first one to initiate any kind of intimacy, as much as she wanted it. She thought it was the man’s job and if she usurped him he would feel emasculated. She felt how wrong her theory was when Allan moved his hand higher between her thighs to cup her and his hand on her breast massaged her, trapping her nipple with two fingers as he rolled, pinched and pulled it. He kissed her harder, like he wanted to consume her. She felt the liquid heat pool between her legs and an urgent need seized her. Should she initiate sex, too? Or would she seem too wanton? She really wanted to. If not for her pleasure, at least for a confidence boast. Her co-workers always said she had low self-esteem. Why else would she date a dead beat like Steve? they said. But that wasn’t true. Steve just changed colors like a chameleon and she wasn’t around much to see each one. Riana gave her mind a shake. Enough about Steve. She wiggled on Allan’s lap and found all the encouragement she ne
Allan stared at her from across the table as she ate greedily. They had worked up an appetite, but his stomach hunger was nothing compared to the other hunger coursing through him. After three hours of the best sex he’d ever had—though each one short with very little exploring—he was still semi-erect. They’d had fast, frantic sex six times until his dick got too weak to stand fully and she was sore. Her thighs were already red and bruising. She was so sore he had to carry her out of the room to have their warmed dinner. Gina was nice enough to heat it up when he called.Allan stared at Riana, sitting across from him with nothing on but his pale blue shirt. She looked completely ravished and happy to be in that state. She was even humming and rocking to the tune in her head as she ate.She was beautiful, with her hair in complete disarray, her lips puffy red, the sleeves of his Armani shirt rolled up to her elbows and hot damn, the front buttons
Italy. I’m actually out of the States and in another country! Riana stepped off the plane and took a deep breath. The air was warm and relaxing and so foreign!There wasn’t much to see at the airport but the little she did see excited her. She spread her arms out and leaned her head back. “I’m in Venice!” She kissed her fingers and blew kisses. “Ti amo Venice, ti amo!”Allan laughed behind her but she didn’t care. She was too happy to care and, in fact, she didn’t mind sharing the love. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hung on to him so she could lift her legs off the ground and force him to support her weight.“Wow!” He quickly wrapped his free arm around her waist and held her up against him.“Thank you, Allan. No one has ever done anything as wonderful as this for me.” She planted a short kiss on his lips. “So are we g