MasukHunter's POVExasperation runs through my veins at the useless morning. The only thing I'm glad about is that Chelsea is at home. In fact, the anxiety tightening in my chest loosens just a notch knowing that she'll be at home waiting for me...Well, that might be a stretch. She might be waiting for me to get home, but it's most likely she's waiting for me so she can go back home herself. Either way, her presence in my home is starting to make my home feel a lot more... like home.I'm so pissed this whole 'emergency' Mark was worried about turned out to be bullshit. I wonder if I was summoned here just for his daughter to play with. To be honest, I wouldn't put it past him. Every time I tell Portia to leave my site, he brings her back like she's some sort of package deal!Mark seemed pleased with the idea of Portia and me together. There is just one problem in that equations. I hate her. I can't fucking stand the bitch and if she tries to touch me one more time, I'm going to fucking sl
But I'm not having any of it. "If you are so good at making mistakes, I'm going to give your job to a younger man, Mark. Justin is just waiting for one more screw up and it's all his!" I inform the man.Mark pales and gasps, shaking his head in refusal. "You can't! This is my job! Your father... he said this position is mine!"I'm going to have a few words with my father. You see, he doesn't have a say in MY company. He can do whatever the hell he wants with HIS business, but Campbell Construction is MINE!"Listen carefully, Mark! I don't give a shit what my dad promised you! He is not the boss. YOU are not the boss! I'M THE FUCKING BOSS! THIS IS MY COMPANY AND IF YOU DON'T FOLLOW MY RULES YOU ARE FIRED!" I snarl, finally having enough of his shit.Right now, I have it set that Justin will take over Campbell Construction, but I can also use him to replace my foreman, it'd be good practice for him until I decide I've had enough and want to retire from the glorious life of a CEO. I neve
Hunter's POVOkay, so now I know why the hell Chelsea's been giving me the cold shoulder the last few days, and while I understand it, it doesn't mean I'm not pissed at the situation.To tell the truth, I'm kind of glad she's this mad at me. If she wasn't, that means she doesn't care. And she does! I saw the jealousy as she spilled out the words she's been keeping from me for days now.I hate that I feel so damn smug about it. It also makes me feel like shit! I wanted to tell her the truth, but now she won't let me talk to her. She just ran after Tinsley like it could keep me away.I hate to break it to her, but I'm not letting the conversation drop. When I get home, she'd better be ready for a little talk. And I want her to tell me if she's actually seeing someone or if the annoying cologne pluming around her was just some guy who thought he could get lucky if she said yes.If I'd kept Portia away from me, none of these little misunderstandings would have happened. I wanted to explai
I'm not sure how to respond to that, because he did in fact interrupt something, but I'm kind of glad for the escape. However, I don't think he really needs to know I was on a date."It's my day off," I offer with a shrug. I'm not trying to be mean; I'm trying not to get into an argument. I don't know if he'd want to hear about it anyway!"Were you out with friends?" he swallows hard. "You look like I caught you in the middle of something... special."I give him a look. I don't know if he'd consider going out to coffee with my ex-boyfriend and listening to him rant about his professors 'special' or not. But it was something I haven't done in months, so... "I was on a date," I finally offer."Oh. I'm sorry about that... Are you seeing someone?" There is something in his voice that sounds an awful lot like jealousy. Is he jealous I was out on a date?I'm about to say no, when I remember the lipstick and perfume. What right does he have to ask me that question? Sure, he hasn't come home
Chelsea's POVI'm so frustrated right now. I race to my car and start up the engine. I can see Evan's frustrated face as he watches me ditch him for a sweet little girl he hasn't even asked me about.Actually, the only thing he asked me about was my classes, then he proceeded to rant about his own classes and didn't bother asking me what I've been doing for the past six months since we broke up. I guess my life isn't very important to him.I'm not frustrated with Hunter or the situation. I understand how things happen unexpectedly. I know he wouldn't have called me if he really didn't need to. And I could hear his guilt through the phone.I'm frustrated that while I was on my date with Evan all I could think about was Hunter. I'd even inadvertently compared the two of them. I'm frustrated that my date was once again all about him and I'm more than happy for the small escape from my ex.I guess there really was a reason people say when you break up, just cut them loose. I know there ar
I forgot Evan always complained that grown-ups don't drink pure sugar. I'd like to disagree with him on that fact. I've got a sweet tooth, and I'm not ashamed of it.Evan ignores my actions and just focuses on me. "How are your classes going?" Evan's in finance and business, and everything is always laser focused on academics, and when he graduates, I'm sure he'll show the same amount of focus to his career.I guess that's a good thing, but it doesn't leave a lot of room for other focuses, like life, family, friends... really anything but work. I'm not built that way. I need relationships and interactions with people."It's fine. Classes are going well," I shrug because what else can I say? They are going well, if I can keep myself from crashing. It's a lot of work, and I'm almost finished. I just have to make it a little longer and I'll be done. "You?" I ask, even though I know I'll be sitting here for 10 minutes before he's done discussing one of his classes.And I'm right. He start
"No, Jeff. It showed you pouring coffee from a thermos. Luke had my blood tested. I was drugged, laced with a fast-acting sedative," I state a little more firmly. "And that is why I ended up almost dead!"Jeff blinks looking shocked. I don't know if I trust that look or not. I can see something flic
Luke's POVThe moment I rip the phone away from her hand and see the words, fury wracks my body. How the fuck dare they claim I belong to them! I don't belong to anybody but Evelyn, and she better fucking know it!"Like fuck I am!" I snarl at the message. "EVE! I have no fucking clue who sent this
Luke's POVHe did something to make her fucking cry! I'm going to tear him apart and burn his body in the fucking incinerator! No one will find his remains, and I doubt anyone will fucking care the scum has disappeared...I'm fucking vibrating in the doorway where I just fucking got rid of one pest
Luke's POVI don't think about it. I just fucking can't. I need her! My fucking sunshine. My damn obsession.My lips crashed into her and my whole body is vibrating with need. She tastes of heat and greed. Fuck! I love this! I want her to be greedy for me and want to show her how much she means to m







