LOGINROXANNEJosh had requested we met face to face. He pleaded, his mom also involving herself and trying to paint herself as the victim who was deceived and used by the wrong people, and that she had just discovered the truth and wanted to make amends. Kylian had proposed a different location, saying he didn't want them to come into the apartment building.We were currently in a hotel suite, waiting for them. According to Josh, this was a private matter and needed us to discuss it without the public eye. Also, the backlash that had been following him after the disgrace and arrest of Vanessa and her parents had him keeping his presence from the public eye. "What do you think is so important that they'll want to say?" I posed casually to Kylian, sipping from a champagne flute and watching the bright sky from the floor to ceiling window, enjoying the view. He laid stretched on a sofa, drinking from his glass of whiskey, "we'll have to find out."Sex with Kylian hadn't made me feel as awk
ROXANNE A part of my brain woke up the next morning to the incessant, annoying trilling of my phone. Eyes still blissfully closed, I reached out a hand to grap it and curse at whoever was on the other side of the line when my hand met with air. I gave up, to lazy and sleepy to move beyond where I was, but the phone didn't stop ringing."Oh my goodness." I murmured, rising to a sitting position, rubbing a hand over my eyes. A big, silent yawn widened my mouth. I stretched, a bit sleepy then forced my poor eyed lids open. The first confusion that hit me was the unfamiliarity of the room. It wasn't mine. I looked around and saw that even the bed wasn't mine. And it was empty. It took what seemed like a long while but was actually a few seconds for my brain to be fully awake and then brought back memories from the night before. Oh. The phone had stopped ringing, I realized, and it wasn't mine.Where was Kylian? I touched his side of the bed and found that it was cold. So he'd been
ROXANNE "Oh God..." I thrashed about the bed, fists gripping the sheets. My brain cells were scrambling for sanity. My body edged dangerously closer with each kiss, each trail, each lick. At this point, I couldn't help the strong pull below my waist, making me bite my lower lip harder, trying to stifle a moan...it was a hopeless situation.His mouth had long broken away from my mouth but was erupting more desires than I ever thought I was capable of hosting through my petite frame. God, he was so good at his. My body gave an involuntary jerk when his tongue swiped over the face of my pussy, as his thumb ran about my clits in circling motions. The pull was stronger, heavier, pressured to break forth. He pulled away his mouth and drew himself up to look my gaze. The fact that he'd stopped when I was this close had sexual frustration gnawing my insides. I stared at him through the blur of heavy lust, "Mmm..."His eyes were clouded too, his hair ruffled with dark strands poking ab
ROXANNE 'Break it off, Roxanne. Leave while you still can, Roxanne. Don't do this with him, Roxanne. He doesn't do love and commitment.'The warning bell didn't stop ringing. The inner voice of reason was screaming in my head. Still, I didn't listen. I couldn't listen. Not when his mouth ravishing mine felt so good. Not when my body melded into his perfectly like it was meant to be there. The empty glass and bottle still carrying wine on my hand each, wrapped around his neck, pressing my body into his.I moaned into his mouth when his hands snaked around my back, trailing down to my butt cheeks and gently cupping in a squeeze before trailing back up. I told myself it was the wine, but I knew that was a lie. I'd only polished off a glass. It was something about his mouth, his tongue — the way it arrogantly clashed with mine and exercised dominance. His hands, barely touching but my body was already on edge. Between my legs, heat grew and wouldn't stop. He broke off the kiss, but
ROXANNEHours later, the party was over. The guests had all gone. Some even promised to come around to the office for business talks and mergers. They congratulated me for getting back what was mine.Paparazzi had stepped into the hall just when I was about to cut the cake with Kylian, mom and Ethan flanking my sides in support — with a little exception to little, excited Ethan who stood in front of me holding the knife as though he was the man of the moment — proud and soaking in the attention from anyone who wanted to say hi.On my own part, I could barely keep up, but the excitement of the evening was worth every energy. Rochelle was one of the last handful of guests to leave. I thanked her profusely for her part in helping me get back my identity. We promised to keep in touch and keep the friendship going. "He's asleep now." Kylian said as the elevator door slid open to the twentieth floor. Mom eyed the peacefully sleeping Ethan in Kylian's arm as though she wanted to grab him.
ROXANNE "Mommy!" Ethan jumped on me, hugging me so tight as soon as Mom released me. "Hey baby!" I laughed, hoisting him up and peppering his face with kisses. "Hi," Patricia strode over, big, sweet smiles brightened her face as she neared us. Mom and I exchanged brief glanced before turning back to her, waiting for her to say what she had to say. "I'm so glad you finally got back what was yours, Roxanne. Oh my goodness, you deserve it." She began, her smiles stuck on her face as though she couldn't afford to lose it. I quirked a brow, but still listened to her. "You know, I somehow knew Vanessa wasn't a farce but I just couldn't prove it. Always strutting about arrogantly and pretending like she owned the world. I should have known that you are the rightful heiress of Gilmore Empire. Maybe that's why fate made it so I came to Julia here to propose you marry my son, without even knowing that you're the real Gilmore arranged to marry Josh. See how fate works." She went off in a
KYLIAN "Good morning, Mr. Stiles?" I rose, extending my hand towards the bald headed, middle aged man.His appearance was impeccable; well combed blonde hair, even though it was thinning, his finely ironed charcoal grey suit and polished black loafers. He was average height, had a slightly robust
ROXANNE "Are you done?" I raised a brow once he went quiet, no longer ranting.Once again, I was pleased with how I'd handled myself, holding back my anger and letting him display. He shot me some hardcore glare. It only made me laugh. "I'm glad the pretenses have worn off, just as I knew it wou
ROXANNE "You came." Josh's eyes roved my body as I made my way to him. I had chosen the place for the meeting — actually, Kylian had chosen it, and I went along with it. It was a hotel, but also housed an outdoor restaurant surrounded by well tended flowers and lighting that gave the feel of inti
ROXANNE "It's okay, Roxanne. You'll be fine, alright?" He comforted, his voice deeply soothing, "this is why we're doing everything possible to make sure their achievements and everything they had planned for you does not go to waste."I focused on his words, letting the voice soothe away the sadn







