MasukBelle“Are there any more men I should know about?”“No. There’s only you in my life.”I wrapped my arms around him from behind, pressing my cheek against his back. “Don’t leave me, James. I only want to be with you.”“You should have thought about that before using me as a revenge plan against my own daughter.”He drew my hands away, pulling them off his body. He didn’t even spare me a glance. “Sleep in your room tonight,” he commanded.I didn’t say anything else. My throat closed up. I just watched him walk away. And a guilty feeling settled in my stomach. I’d been selfish with my revenge plan. So focused on making Tania feel the same way I felt that I didn’t stop to think about how it would make James feel. Yes, he was intimidatingly proud, selfishly domineering, and thought money could solve anything. And it provoked me that he thought of women as objects, judging us all for the betrayal of one woman. So I justified my actions. Made excuses. But all this time, he didn’t deserve
James Tania chuckled mischievously. Her eyes gleamed. “He doesn’t know, does he?” “Know what?” I looked between them, puzzled. My gaze darted from one to the other. “Nothing,” Belle quickly responded, but the scared look on her face gave her away. Her eyes dropped to the floor. Her hands wrung together. “Liar.” Tania spat. She stepped forward, pointing at Belle. “Dad, the only reason she got with you is to get back at me for taking Sam from her. But I’m the one he wanted. Not her.” “Sam?” I repeated, annoyed at the thought of the same Sam I knew ever dating Belle. Him touching her. Kissing her. Being the foolish ex who hurt her. My jaw tightened. My teeth ground together. “Yes, Dad. The same Sam who works in our company. He dated her once upon a time until he fell for me, and we ended up together. She got jealous. Dad, you’re her revenge against me. She doesn’t care about you. She’s only trying to hurt me.” Tania’s voice grew louder, more confident. “Belle, is this true?” The a
James“What if I could make you fall in love with me before it was over?” She stepped even closer. Her breath warmed my neck.“You’d lose. Don’t mistake my fondness for you as weakness,” I murmured. “Focus on the lover’s contract.”“Right.” Her hand slid down my body, teasing me, then resting on my cock. She gripped me hard.“Fuck.” My head fell back.“Belle.” I growled. My hands gripped her waist.She dropped to her knees. Her hands quickly unfastened my belt.“What are you doing?” My breathing grew ragged.“Focusing on our lover’s contract. Pleasing you.” She looked up at me, her eyes locked on mine.She freed me from my pants. Her hand wrapped around me. She stroked me over and over, each movement more desperate. Her thumb circled my tip.Then her mouth replaced her hand. Her lips wrapped around me, warm and wet. Her tongue traced every inch. She took me deeper. Her head bobbed, slow at first, then faster. Her hand worked what her mouth couldn’t take. She hollowed her cheeks, suck
JamesMy eyes searched hers. And I smiled like she'd just told me the best news of my life.She'd fallen for me. Just like I always wanted. To possess her body, mind, and soul.And now she'd just confessed that I had.“I’ve fallen for you too, Belle.” I was about to say the words out loud.But then I caught myself.It was one thing to be with Belle. It was another thing to let myself go and love her.If I let myself go for even a second now, when I’d fallen so hard in love with Belle, her betrayal would send me crashing to the ground.Fuck.She had me thinking about love.She’d messed with my head in so many ways from the moment I first saw her.What if I was really in love with her?The thought made me go cold.“James, say something. Please.” Her voice broke.I looked at her, but I couldn’t say it back.Telling her how I really felt meant yielding that part of myself to her that I’d closed off all those years ago.No way.My face hardened. “How could you claim to love me when all you
JamesI came into the conference room and heard them.“If Mr. Devon isn’t the man you’ve been involved with in sexual misconduct against company policy, then who is?” Mona asked.“I am.” I responded, sliding my hands into my pockets.I heard Belle gasp.“Mr. Wilder.” All three of them from HR stood, shocked to see me.“Mr. Wilder, we understand she is your personal trainee and you want to protect her. But we have strong evidence of an alleged breach of company policy.”“What evidence is that?” I took my hands out of my pockets and went to the table. My eyes crossed Belle for a second and she stared at me, her body tense and uncertain. And then at Devon, whose first day back and he refused to stay away from my woman. But I was going to handle him later.“These photos are painting a story, aren’t they? Only one that never happened.” I gazed at Belle again and tore my gaze away. Call me foolish for deciding to trust another woman after Angelina. But there was no part of me that doubted
BelleHis hand came up, fingers brushing my jaw. “Does he know you’re here?”I shook my head. “No.”His thumb pressed lightly against my lip. “Good. Because if he did, he’d probably beat me again just for touching you.”“Devon, don’t say that.”“I care about you, Belle.” His eyes locked onto mine, searching, digging deeper. “More than I should. And it kills me to see you with him. To know that he’s only using you.”“He’s not using me.”“Isn’t he?” His body shifted forward, closer. “You’re risking everything. What is he risking? Nothing.”My chest squeezed. Air got stuck somewhere in my throat. “It’s not like that.”“Then what is it like?”“I don’t know, okay? I don’t have all the answers. But I know how I feel.”“Does he? Or does he just care about what you give him?”“Stop.” My voice cracked down the middle. “Please, Devon.”His arms came around me. I let my weight fall into him, just for a second.“I’m sorry. I’m just worried about you.”“I know. But I need you to trust me.”“I wan







