LOGINThere are a couple smaller cars there. They must belong to his staff... That's good. I could never be expected to do something as lowly as housework! Daddy said I was born for better things. And of course I was!I wait for a few minutes, adjusting my lingerie and my hair. Putting on my lipstick and spraying on my perfume. There is simply no way he can reject me now!I take a deep breath.Confidence! That is what he needs! He needs to see me asserting my prowess as a female. It will turn him on for sure. I'll seduce him into falling in love with me. He'll think he can't live without me. He'll realize what a mistake he's made and invite me to live with him right away.I close my door and sashay my way up his steps, opening up my coat to show up my sexy garments I'd got just for him, then ring the doorbell. I wonder if he has a butler? Or will he answer the door himself? It doesn't matter...I'm impatient to get this done with. Why the hell is he taking so long? He just came home!Just t
Portia's POVHOW THE FUCK DARE HE? Doesn't he know we were meant to be together? Didn't he know that merger he was supposed to sign was about him marrying me? Didn't he know we were supposed to rule his kingdom together? And if we got a divorce, I'd still get half of everything he owns.I'm gorgeous and he's rich! That's how it works! I can be his eye candy and boss around his lowly little worms! I don't care how many times I have to break his damn restraining order. I'm going to win him over. Besides, what can a piece of paper do when fate is on the line?And he fucking called the cops and hauled me away! I was naked! He didn't even give me the dignity of getting my clothes back this time! He just shoved me about like a piece of shit! I'm worth so much more than that!I'm not stupid. I'm more than aware he has a restraining order out on me. But that doesn't mean I'm not trying to change his mind! All he can do is call the police and have them haul me away over and over again. I'm goi
It seems like I'm not the only one spoiling for a fight. I can feel him drilling holes into me, but he doesn't know what he's just done.I stop in my tracks and finally look him in the eyes. "Since when the fuck do I answer to you? Last time I checked, I was the fucking boss, and I'm allowed to take the day off. Justin was here-""THAT'S THE FUCKING PROBLEM! HE WAS TRYING TO DO MY JOB! I'M THE DAMN FOREMAN! NOT HIM!" he rants.Just then, because some version of hell apparently loves to watch me suffer, Portia saunters up to me, and coos. "Hunter! I missed you yesterday! I've been looking for you everywhere! No one would listen to me!" she pouted.And that was it! I fucking lost it."YOU KNOW WHAT?" I stepped out of Portia's grasp and get right in Mark's face. "YOU ARE FIRED! JUSTIN?" I shout.And just like he'd been waiting in the shadows until I called him, he jogs up to me. "Yeah?" he smirks looking between me and Mark. Then he glares at Portia. "You need something boss?""SEE?! I'M
Hunter's POVLast night I spent two hours just sitting with Chelsea. Just talking about our families. She grew up in an average household. Nothing extraordinary. Her dad, Blake Nicholson, was a financial advisor, and her mother, Trisha, was a secretary.She also told me her mom had discovered she had ovarian cancer when she was two, so she didn't have any siblings. It had been a really hard time for her family. She hadn't gone into remission until Chelsea was in school. She was so proud of her mother for fighting so hard... I wonder if that's where Cheslea gets if from?She told me she was lonely as a child and always wanted a big family because of it. Not that she blames Trisha. She loves her mom and is so happy to have her in her life. She counts every day as a blessing.We talked about her schooling and how far she's come to achieving her goal. I'm not surprised when she told me she wanted to work with Kindergarteners. She has the patience and that special energy for it."I've alwa
"Chelsea is sick too?" Sandy asks shocked.Did I not tell her that? I think back, and I can't remember if I told her or not. If I had told her, we both forgot. But she knows now. And she looks guilty."Yeah, been asleep since we came home from the park yesterday," I sigh in frustration. "She's got chills, and she's sweaty. I've been giving her cold medicine because I'm not sure what else to do."Sandy reaches out and stops me. She searches my face for a long moment, and my heart pounds in my chest. Why the hell do I feel so naked in front of her right now. It's like she can see right through me.I don't know what she sees in my face but see looks satisfied and nods her head. "Okay. Tell her I wish her a quick recovery," she says with a soft smile before Tinsley shoves an apple slice through her lips. "You two have a good night. I'm sure Tins will be asleep by the time your done with her," she teases me.I just smirk. It doesn't matter how sick she is, my baby sister always has to teas
Hunter's POVI've been trying to keep Tinsley entertained while taking care of her Mommy and her nanny. She's been chirping my ear off."Ce-Ce pway wif bwocks, Hunty?" She asked handing me one of her precious yellow blocks."Sorry, Tisny, Chelsea is sick," I sigh dramatically for her."Mommy pway wif bwocks, Hunty?" she tried again, handing me a red block."Sorry, baby girl. Mommy is sick too," I sigh again, adding the red block to the tower for her."See Mommy?" she pouted.I knew she'd been missing Sandra and I didn't think I'd be able to keep her away for much longer. To be honest, I didn't think it was fair to keep Tinsley away from her mother, but I'm trying to keep her from getting sick, and Sandy from stressing.Sandra has been getting better... sort of. She's awake more and she's been taking the medicine Dr. Sanders gave her. She should be fine and on her feet in another day or two. She won't be completely better and ready for work for another week.But it's Chelsea I'm really
She gasps at the sudden intrusion but responds instantly. I take my time, completely dominating her mouth with mine. Need mingles with fear and possession.She tastes so fucking good. Like heat and every damn thing that is good in this world. She's so damn sweet and responds to me with equal need. I
I can't fucking breathe! I'm having a panic attack for no damn reason. I just saw her! She's fine! She's going on a fucking date with that bastard Jeff!I pushed the disturbing thought away as I walked away. I can act like a fucking adult! I don't need to rage at some dipshit who thinks he can get
Evie's POVI'd run away from Luke's office like a coward, and now I'm about to have a fucking panic attack. I don't have a good feeling about this at all. Why do I want to turn around and grab the damn envelope before he sees it and rip it to shreds?I rush to my car and almost crash into Jeff. I a
I go check in on Marcie. I'm glad she isn't as bad as she could've been. The surgery went well, but it's going to take some time to recover."Good mornin' sunshine," I smile after knocking on the door and seeing her groggy face. I go to wash my hands and grab her chart. "Hey, Ben. I'm not gonna ask







