Scarlett was searching for Griffin. She could hear him trudging up the stairs, and she picked up her pace."Griffin, wait!"Griffin pretended not to hear her. The man was headed for his room, and Scarlett was racing after him. Things were bad between them before this. And even though Scarlett should hate Griffin, she didn't want him to. It was an odd emotion to deal with, one she didn't understand. Regardless of what it meant, it kept Scarlett running until she finally caught up to Griffin. He stood at the top of the stairs and met her eyes without breaking into a smile. Every hair rose to stand on the edge of Scarlett's wet body. Griffin appeared pissed off. His eyes were like two dark holes, and she hesitated to follow him when he entered his room. But her reluctance didn't last long. Scarlett wanted things to be right between them since they lived together. She closed the door behind her and watched Griffin light up a cigar inside his room.Brooding and pissed, he walked out on
It was impossible to fall asleep. Scarlett rolled around in the king-sized bed and groaned when her phone vibrated. She had forgotten to turn off the sound and fished up from underneath her pillow.There was a new message from Jake.Her eyebrows furrowed. "That's odd... Why is Jake still awake?"Scarlett pressed on the messenger bubble, and an uneasy feeling entered her chest upon seeing he had sent a video. She clicked on it and had the shock of a lifetime.Jake was having sex with another girl who looked like she enjoyed his dick between her legs. Scarlett and Jake's sex life wasn't exactly great, and now she had her answer why—Jake never had energy because he fucked other women.Scarlett swallowed but couldn't get rid of the lump of hurt in her throat. Her head was racing with thoughts and questions.Could she even be mad at Jake? The sex with Griffin had been hot and nasty. It had also technically been cheating, even if Scarlett had done it to save Jake from his debt.Fuck!Was t
A sharp intake of air was the only thing Scarlett could manage. She had been persuaded by lust. Griffin moved closer to her, sliding his fingers down to her underwear. His fingers gripped the lace and pulled. It felt dirty and wrong, yet Scarlett was shaking with a need for her boyfriend's dad.Her pussy throbbed, and Griffin crept closer. His scent was that of cologne, cigars, and fine whisky—how would she ever resist him?"Jake cheated on you first," Griffin whispered darkly, pressing his lush lips against her ear. His hot breath on her skin and his sexy voice in her ear made her tremble. "Wouldn't the best revenge be to have his dad?""I'm not sure… I don't know if revenge is what—"Scarlett closed her eyes when Griffin cupped her wet cunt. He was gentle with his fingers—too delicate. Yet a shudder swept through her.The older man was a pure tease, and the worst thing was his self-confidence. Griffin was an experienced lover, and he knew how to please Scarlett. Understood how to
After all the rough sex, Griffin yanked Scarlett off his lap. He was a bit rough, and she felt like a used band-aid. Forgotten and discarded until her pussy would be needed again. That thought made Scarlett's stomach churn with unease, but she reminded herself this was normal. She wasn't in a relationship with Griffin and shouldn't expect hugs and kisses after fucking him. He didn't like her romantically. And he would probably never do that. Scarlett's mood darkened, and she wrapped her blanket over herself and relaxed her head against her pillow. She wasn't tired, but she needed alone time to lick her wounds. If Griffin didn't want her, she shouldn't spend more time than necessary around him. "Thank you for the sex," Scarlett mumbled. "It was great." "Thank you?" Griffin blinked in bewilderment. Scarlett's sudden mood swing confused him. "Great?" "Yeah, can't I thank you for the amazing sex we just had?" "You can, but..." Griffin turned around to eye her. He sat on the edge
It came as no surprise when Scarlett woke up alone in bed. Griffin hugging her all night had been too good to be true, and now the emptiness in her heart spoke volumes. They would never be an item. With pain in her chest, Scarlett got dressed. She headed down the stairs and ventured into the kitchen. Jake was there, reading a news magazine from a rocking chair. His eyes landed on Scarlett. "Good morning." Anger boiled within Scarlett's veins. How dare Jake sit there and drink coffee and say good morning as if he never sent that video yesterday? Scarlett had seen him fucking another woman! "Good morning," Scarlett came to an abrupt halt and eyed her boyfriend until he lifted an eyebrow at her. "Is something the matter?" "Is something the matter?" Scarlett was close to hissing and shook her head in disbelief. "You ask me that after the video you sent yesterday? Are you serious, Jake? I know I'm not a perfect girlfriend either, but—" "Hold on!" Jake held up his hand. He looked ge
Fear was clawing at Scarlett's throat. She didn't have the keys to Jake's car, and walking away from the mansion would take time. There were gates to the estate further down a gravel road. Scarlett needed to get down there quickly since Jake was after her ass. She walked down the stairs, and the sound of moving rocks filled her ears as she tried to keep a steady pace. Adrenaline was pumping in her veins, and her breaths were coming out in short, rapid breaths. She feared for her life. Scarlett knew Jake would catch up with her. He had far longer legs, and even though none of them was very athletic, Jake had the advantage of being a bigger, more muscular male. She couldn't outrun him for all the money in the world. Yet she was determined to try. "Scarlett?" Jake called. Scarlett ignored him. The winds were blowing outside, and she pulled her white hood over her head to hide her blonde hair. She was wearing pink flip-flops and hurried down the gravel road. "SCARLETT!" Jake ye
"Miss Greyson?" A soft voice asked. It belonged to a female, yet Scarlett didn't want to open her eyes. "Miss Greyson? Are you finally waking up, dear? Can you hear me?" Scarlett groaned when something touched her. Her whole body felt like it was on fire, yet she slightly her eyes. But she shut them once the blinds let the dazzling sun through the cracks. It added to her migraine. "Miss Greyson? Do you know where you are?" Scarlett didn't reply. Her tongue felt too swollen to speak, and her head felt overtaken by dust and clouds. Loud voices gathered around her, but Scarlett couldn't see who was talking. So she silently listened. "Dear Lord, she is in bad shape." "What did you expect? She was most likely assaulted on the street and left to die. Luckily, she was brought into the hospital in time." "Could someone get me a fresh IV?" "Oh, and please leave the monitor alone." "Did she have a cell phone when she was brought in?" "No, but her husband is sitting in the lobby." S
A few days later...Scarlett sat in a wheelchair. She was a bundle of nerves while Griffin pushed her forward. He had checked on her at the hospital for the last few days and showered her with gifts. There was a teddy bear in her arms that she wouldn't let off, no matter how silly."Sir, should I help Miss Greyson into the car?" A bodyguard asked Griffin once they were outside next to his black SUV."No, I got this," Griffin effortlessly picked up Scarlett and placed her in the front seat along with her crutches. She shyly met his eyes once she sat comfortably. "Thank you again for doing this. I will forever be in your debt."Griffin simply smiled, and then he closed the door. He spoke to Giovanni outside, the personal bodyguard hired to watch after Scarlett. His sole mission was to make sure Jake didn't get close to her. It made Scarlett relax. She had nightmares about Jake and honestly felt scared of men since the attack. Doctor Ayad prescribed her medicine for PTSD, but Scarlett