GWENCountry star JC HUGHES caught between a model and an engagement. How is he going to explain this to girlfriend Gwen Wix and her fans?“This is the second time this son of a. . .”I hiss under my breath as I look at the headline and the compromising image it conveys. In vivid color on the front page of the gossip magazine prominently displayed in the supermarket checkout line. For the second time in two months, it's an image of my "boyfriend" locked in an embraceunmistakably in love with another woman, only this time she's wearing a giant black stripeThe edges of the paper crumple in my sweaty grip, and I fight the urge to rip it to shreds, along with every copy on the shelf in front of me.He's going to destroy my career before I even get a chance to become a celebrity. One year, they said. One year of this "relationship" prank and I'd gain my freedom, and I'd be all set in the country music world. Judge me all you like for agreeing, but when you have no other way out, put som
GWEN“I'll put your ass on a bus back to Podunk if you don't toe the line, Wix. Could you sing where you worked? They won't even let you back onstage when I'm done ripping you to shreds,” Morty, the executive handjob, yells at me from the Homegrown Records conference room.It's been two months since the night I met Tana, and JC has managed to land in the paper three more times. I can't let this happen any longer. I've officially become the laughing stock of Nashville, and I can't stand the passive stares of the guys on my tour anymore.When the bus pulled into town this morning, I headed straight for Tana's house first. We've kept in touch and each time I've been back in town on a break, she's made time for us to be together. It's the first real friendship I've had since Mary Jane Devo, who married her Navy boyfriend and moved to Hawaii almost two years ago.I'm not the type of girl to make friends easily, mostly because I work as much as I can, and I never had extra money to go shopp
CREIGHTONChristmas Eve, New York CityBoredIt's not a safe state of affairs for a man like me. A lot of shit happens when I'm bored. I have a tendency to get involved in hostile takeovers when I need something to get my adrenaline going. Or I'm going to go out and pick up three women and introduce them to each other in the dirtiest way possible.Judge me all you like; I don't give a shit what you think about me. Because I own half of this town, and the other half isn't worth having.You can check the crotch of my pants, my Gucci suit for yourself.Not even a hint of a bulge there, even when I think of a foursome. Threesomes are great, but it's a sad situation when even a foursome can't get my dick interested.Because I'm fucking bored.I get up from my chair and go to my tower window. Do you see down there? Fifth Avenue? It's my city. We're just south of the park, which means the party lights are everywhere.I hate Christmas. Just another holiday that reminds me of things I'd rather
CREIGHTONFuck me.That's what her bright red lips are saying, and I don't think she has a damn clue how edible she is sitting on the bench. She shifts, and the glow around her neck reflects the purple light of the club.She caught my eye when she walked in the door because she looked so completely out of place.But I haven't been able to take my eyes off her because. . . Cum. I have no idea. I've had my fair share of beautiful women, but this is a completely different woman. Not the kind of trained woman who swarms this place, hunting and looking for her next meal ticket.No. _ One look at her, and I know she's untrained and innocent. She's not a gold digger type of woman.The way she immediately played along and never backed down from my touch. Hell, she leaned into me, wanting more. She's rare, and I'm the type of man who appreciates quality more than most when it comes to choosing a woman.And then there's the fact that she's sitting at the bar on Christmas Eve with no ring on her
CREIGHTONI need to take this slow. I need to take my time with her. She's the type of woman to be savored and cherished, but I so want to taste her innocence on my lips so bad, time and time again.I have his ass filling my hands and back against the wall before the door clicks shut behind us, and the whiskey bottle hits the floor. I take her mouth, sliding my tongue between her glossy red lips. Fuck you . So damn sweet, just like I knew they would be.Her moan goes straight to my balls. I rock around her, my cock pressing against her pussy. She moans and presses against me, her instincts coming strong despite her innocence. I reach down and wrap one leg around me, and she takes it quickly, repeating the movement with her other leg.Her skirt goes around her waist, and the heels of her boots dig into my ass. I need to fucking devour this woman. Her nails dig into my shoulders until firm.Do not worry, dear. I won't let you go anywhere.I bury a hand in her hair, tilting her head back
CREIGHTONShe is sweetly submissive and everything I wanted. His inner battle between hesitation and need rages so strongly, I can see it in his eyes. She has my need to own her. . . More than I can remember, I've never wanted to own anything in a long, long time.But that's all the time for introspection because I have a condom on my cock and the sweetest pussy I've ever tasted in front of me begging me to smack her.My brain is short-circuited when she slides a finger down toward her clit and trails it with her thumb.Now that I didn't expect thatOh no, you didn't, girl. Your pussy became mine the second we entered the room. She needs to understand the rules she is playing.“If you ever touch yourself again, I'm going to spank your pussy until I come, and then I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk.Her hand stops, and her eyes widen in shock. The innocent surprise in her eyes is quite possibly the most erotic thing I've ever seen. But as much as I'm loving those eyes, I want h
CREIGHTONI would have made an excellent commander.I see.I want.I conquer.I keep.Anyone who gets in my way is removed by any means necessary. I'm not afraid to take what I want, and I sure as hell have no qualms about doing whatever it takes.The only time I let something go is when I'm pretty good and ready, and there's no guarantee I'll ever be ready when it comes to the woman I'm waiting for. The last six days have done nothing but strengthen my resolve to have her on my terms.I make myself comfortable in a leather side chair in room 1919 at the Plaza, enjoying three Bushmills fingers while I wait for my newest acquisition to arrive. Because in all honesty, at this point, that's exactly what she is. The latest toy to add to my collection.Cannon Freeman, my best friend and CEO, will probably tell me that calling my fiancée a takeover is the quickest way to fuck this up, and he'd be right. I might think so, but I'm not stupid to tell her that.creighton“Yes, I know it sounds
GWENI look at the diamond on my left ring finger. You could buy the entire trailer park with it. I look at this thing, and I still have money left over to buy a new F-250 to park in front of it.I lean against the plush leather of the limo taking us back to theCaesar Palace, unable to believe the truth, I married him. I'm officially Mrs. Gwen Karas, and tonight is my wedding night, or perhaps to be more accurate, my wedding morning, as it's New Year's Day in Nevada right now too.I look at the man sitting across from me. Creighton Karas.I just married a billionaire. According to the prenuptial agreement I read on the plane during our flight, it made it very clear that those billions are largely to remain his, regardless of the outcome of our marriage. And if things fall apart, I'll have to consult Section 39, subsections (a) to (zz), which lists possible causes of "dissolution" and the accompanying formula, and calculate what I'm going to take away from this union.Almost fifty pag