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SENSUAL SURRENDER 51. The challenge
The great room was packed with Nelsons, as we all waited an annoyingly long time for the dinner to start. Like we were at the White House waiting for the President’s arrival or something.Centuries later, a wiry middle-aged butler emerged through a set of double doors on the right. Holding a wand that seemed much too heavy for his proportion, he lifted it high before slicing it through the air and hitting it against a huge gold gong I hadn't noticed was there. The blow elicited a loud, grating bang, ceasing all chattering and yanking everyone's attention."Good evening, everyone," he said resoundingly. "Dinner is served." He stepped aside and gestured to double doors that were immediately pulled open by another pair of butlers. All the Nelsons formed a single file line and walked through the doors.I folded my lips and followed, trying with tenuous control to not collapse into a fit of laughter at this family's over-the-top absurdities. A small giggle managed to escape and Josh glance
SENSUAL SURRENDER 52. I already said yes
We drove home from the dinner in painful silence.Josh hadn’t said a word to me since my tiff with his father. Was I in trouble for this bullshit? Would he leave me because I showed no respect to his father—his idol?The day was starting to wear on me.Easing into his garage, he parked, pulled up the handbrake, and turned to look at me. Expression was unrevealing.I braced myself for the imminent explosion. Strange that hours ago I'd stared down the one man he, Josh, was afraid of, yet I was intimidated by the son.Saying nothing, he just watched me, inexpressive.My eyes dropped to my fingers restlessly fiddling with the edges of my purse."Look at me, Dalia," he said. "You just stared down one of the most domineering men I've ever known. A man who has intimidated some of the world’s most powerfulbusinessmen to capitulate to his demands. And you can’t look at me?" I didn't look up at him when I quietly asked, "Are you mad at me?" Silence.When I risked a peek up at him, the apathy r
SENSUAL SURRENDER 1. Meeting the billionaire
I wrapped my long, bare legs around the cold stainless steel that was my fortress at the moment as I danced half naked in front of the wealthy onlookers. Drinking a half bottle of Moèt within two hours was proving to be a bad idea. My mind was a vortex, my vision blurry, and my bones liquefied as iridescent lights flashed through my body.I opened my eyes and observed my spectators who all bore lustful smiles, waving their green bills overhead. They were all wealthy and powerful businessmen with wives either forty pounds heavier than when they'd first tied the knot to do justice to any sexy lingerie, or simply, the spark was gone. As I crawled to the center of the stage, I noticed through my blurry vision, the Mysterious billionaire. As usual, he was sitting alone in his rented boot as he observed me intently. The word I’d use to describe him was…‘odd’. He has never danced with anyone; he merely sat in his booth throughout the night and stared at me, watching my every move. Sometim
SENSUAL SURRENDER 2. Hangover
Slim sunrays streamed through my bedroom windows, obnoxiously bright, warm on my skin, coercing me from sleep. My eyes opened reluctantly, squinting, both from the intruding sun and from the immediate headache that pounced me.Hangover.Today would be a lethargic, mood-swinging day, I could tell.Slipping out of bed, I dragged myself to the bathroom. My reflection, a horror show, stared back at me in the mirror; cognac irises surrounded by lashes like palm tree leaves, a heart-shaped face disastrously mascara-blotched and lipstick-smeared. Twenty-six inches of chocolate brown ripples tangled in knots. I looked like death.Deciding on a long, hot shower, I stripped down and hopped under the steaming stream. Almost instantly, my muscles began to relax. Tossing my head back, I let the water beat down on my face, the heat stinging my already sensitive skin. I. Am. Such. A mess. The tragic and unexpected news I’d received last night still had me a bit on edge. Though, why I was “shocked
SENSUAL SURRENDER 3. Meeting De'Lacy
Miss De'Lacy opened her front door with a glowing smile and luminous gray eyes. Her chestnut hair was wrapped in a neat coiffure and her smooth and radiant features belied her late forties’ age.She enveloped me in a warm hug. "Dalia, how are you doing, darling?""I'm fine, Miss De'Lacy. How's everything?""Oh, you know, we're just taking it one day at a time."A small lump formed in my throat when I asked, "How is she?"Miss De'Lacy's face fell. "She's diminishing. I don't know why, but her body doesn't seem to respond to the meds anymore."I pinched my eyes shut and willed away the surfacing pain."I think she’s lost all hope and wants to go," she continued.Miss De'Lacy was the sympathetic Christian neighbor from my childhood. Shortly after my mother had gotten infected, she'd slipped into depression and set our uninsured house to flames, in an attempt to kill herself. Fortunately, she was saved— from the fire. We were left homeless, clothes-less, penniless; and I was only eighteen
SENSUAL SURRENDER 4 Just a friend
"The guy just wants one dance, Dalia. Just one dance.""I said no, Scott!”Scott was getting on my last nerve. He’d been up my ass all night trying to get me to agree to a dance with Mr. Mysterious in Black."Why are you so insistent on this?" I asked on a lifted brow. It was so out of character for Scott."Because he's being insistent. As much as I'm annoying you, he's annoying me," Scott said through a heavy breath.My hands settled on my hips. "Okay, so he's a nuisance. Throw his ass out, Scott!Problem solved." His beefy chest jerking, Scott laughed heartily at my nonsensical suggestion, his white teeth brightened by the psychedelic club lights. "I can't, Dalia. He's the—" he stopped short, frowned, and placed his hands on my shoulders. "Just one dance. I'll pay you."Pay me? Dude's that desperate? I laughed out involuntarily and Scott gave me a quizzical stare. "Okay. One dance." I wagged my index finger in his face to emphasize one dance. Scott gave a bit-lip grin, his eyes g
SENSUAL SURRENDER 5. Deliciously tempting man
He ran a hand through his hair again and softened his expression. "I'm sorry," he apologized. "Look, this is what I want to pay. It's not too much. In fact, it’s too little.""And if I don’t’ take it?""Then I'll find some other way to get it to you. You can either take it from my hands now or get conned into taking it from someone else’s. And by then it will be doubled." Someone else like Scott, I'm sure. I glared at this unorthodox male in confusion before capitulating. What an odd, odd man. And one who's too damn hot for his own good.As I made to leave, I realized he hadn't asked for my number. Given his inexplicable familiarity, I considered the possibility he already had it, but I decided not to risk theopportunity of a job interview. "You don’t have my number."He looked up at me through his too-long lashes, and for the first time since I’d been here, he fully smiled. A disarming, I-can-make-you-cum-like-this smile.Disappointment jabbed at me. It'd been a millennium since I'
SENSUAL SURRENDER 6 I want to be more than friends
Loaded with shopping bags, we lugged our tired asses back into the apartment. I'd forgotten how draining shopping with Julia could be. "Did you really need to get all that stuff?""Yes," she chirped. "Now I'm happy."Flopping down on the sofa in exhaustion, I jerked when my cell phone vibrated. The number wasn't one I recognized."Yeah?""I knew I couldn't trust you to call me," a deep, melodic voice said on the other end with no preamble whatsoever. I didn't recognize the voice either."Uh, I'm sorry, who is this?" Please say “Josh, from the club”."It's Devon. I met you at the coffee shop yesterday? You told me you'd call, but you didn't."Hope balloon deflated. It was that handsome guy from Starbucks. I'd forgotten all about him. "How did you get my number? I didn't give it to you.""I gave it to myself," he replied simply."Huh?""It's an old trick, Dalia. When I entered my number into your phone, I rang it. So, yeah, that's how I got it. I had a feeling you wouldn't call and I d
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