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I couldn’t get myself to move much for the hours that led up to the wedding. And suddenly, I only had three hours left to get there. Of course, I was required to be an extra hour late to not raise suspicions with Barry Hall’s sister. She couldn’t know what I was there for but I doubt she’d even know who I was.She wasn’t the one I was worried about. Just thinking about seeing Cristo there made me want to throw up with absolute dread. Obviously, he’d be there. I knew Alexakis and Caron would be there so their son would have to tag along.Just what was it that pulled me to him the way it did that night?! A frustrated, low groan bubbled behind my throat as I covered my face helplessly.“To fucking hell with you, Cristo.” I breathed. And I hated the way the air felt on my lips when I said his name. The way it rolled onto my tongue. The way my mouth remembered his skin and wanted hi–ENOUGH! I yelled inside my head and threw myself off the bed, rushing into the bathroom for a quick, cold s
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My skin quite literally sizzled under his touch, goosebumps rising on my skin as I remembered the night we’d shared back in Korea. His hold on me was delicate, and I knew I had the option to pull away.I didn’t want to though.We didn’t go too far from the dance floor. Finding ourselves right behind a pillar out of earshot, I crossed my arms and looked around the golf course to avoid his direct gaze. He wasn’t looking at me either, but leaned back against the pillar and kept his eyes on the golf carts some distance away. The spot on my arm he’d held felt cold in the absence of his touch.“What did you want to say?” I asked softly.“Well, for one, you look absolutely wonderful.” came his deep and raspy voice. I hated the way my heart thudded with warmth at that. Crossing my arms tighter, I was almost about to speak until he began again, “I…wanted to apologize for that night.”Ouch…I breathed deeply as my gut wrenched. That felt really hurtful.“I shouldn’t have allowed that to happen,
The Billionaire Matchmaking Club Book 1 Chapter 18
Two mornings later, I sat with my head pounding as an incessantly shrill ring bounced off the walls of my office. It had been going on for a while and I wondered where on earth Lyra was.I groaned and was just about to pick it up from her desk myself when she came running and picked it up.Finally, I sighed internally and rolled my eyes.“Hello?” her voice echoed softly outside, “Yes? Yes, of course. She’s in today, I can ask if she has time for an audience. Of course. Just a moment.”Sitting up straighter, I started to fix my papers and set them away. I’d have to get some coffee with Marcus when I was done with this. Some water would do until then, and so I poured myself out a glass to sip on.“Lilith…” she sounded tentative by the door, and it made me anxious.“Yes?”“Um…” she pulled her lips in tightly, “I’m not sure how to word it right in light of your…health, but…Mr. Boulevard–”I dropped my glass at the sound of his name, and it shattered against the ground. Shards of glass ric
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The evening was calm as I walked home. The calmest I’d ever felt in such a long time. It was strange that the father (or so he thinks) to my abuser was the one who believed me. That he was the one to validate my pain and tell me what Mark did was wrong. That I should’ve never suffered like that and Emily deserves jail time.For the first time, someone I told about it believed me.If I wasn’t wearing my heels, I would’ve gone for a skip in the park. I felt like skipping, and I deserved it. I couldn’t explain how much lighter my chest and shoulders felt after carrying my pain around like a dirty secret.But, alas, my happiness was not to last as I was spun around to face no one other than Marcus Blight himself.Should I brush him off and pretend he didn’t exist? I felt like it.“Where were you?” he demanded, eyes narrowed in contained rage that, once upon a time, would’ve intimidated me in a man.Squaring my shoulders, I lifted my chin and answered firmly, “I had lunch with someone who
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Waking up to the familiar feeling of manhandling in the sheets wasn’t how I wanted to start my day. Opening my eyes, I saw the familiar ceiling of the Korean hotel I’d stayed in, the chandelier turning slowly as the broken beams of light twirled with it, I turned my head to the window with a bright full moon pouring in quite literally. I turned back to the ceiling but last I remembered, there was no chandelier there. And then I finally remembered where it was from. Barry Hall’s wedding.I was rudely sucked through the sheets without warning, and my eyes fell shut instinctively. When I opened them again, I found myself on my stomach on a leather surface and nimble hands massaging my shoulders. Luckily I remembered that I was at the spa before I panicked. Memories of waking up, getting ready for work, spending a day at the office uninterrupted by men, and then heading to the spa rushed back to me.“Your muscles are very tense.” Hani, the masseuse said softly. I could only sigh in agreem
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When I got home that night, I felt something I thought I’d moved on from already. The waves of emptiness, siphoning from within the walls and into the voids of my apartment.Alone. I was alone, once again.No Marcus. No Cristo. No Aubrey, either. Her and Jenna were on a European tour together. Alex? I preferred her sober for such occasions.I really had no one, did I?With a sigh, I fell face first into the couch and let my heels fall to the floor. Familiar. This was all so familiar. Holly barked lightly next to me, so I reached out to pet her soft fur. So familiar, but not in a good way.The phone rang, but I ignored it.Not now, I told myself, Too tired.It took a moment before it went to voicemail.“Hi, Lilith…” came her soft voice and I froze, “It’s me. I thought leaving you alone might…help? I don’t know. Please come home. Not to stay, I won’t ask that of you. But to talk. I believe we have to talk.”I rolled my eyes in annoyance, reminded of the peace I had when mom wasn’t inter
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I’d left quietly, early the next morning, with all the documents in hand. Back into the city, I stopped at a diner for breakfast before continuing the ride. It was weird, coming home in broad daylight. I hadn’t done that in forever.The walls seemed lonelier than ever. I wasn’t sure if I was hallucinating or grieving, but it looked like the paintings were melting off the walls, looking for an escape from the unbearable emptiness of the air. I didn’t understand why it felt like that. I was home, there was furniture, there was food. Did I need a smaller place?Maybe I needed a smaller place.Holly came bounding towards me in excitement and I opened my arms for her to jump into. Holding her tight as she licked me, I realized I hadn’t taken her on a walk myself in ages. I grabbed my phone and called her dogwalker to tell her to take the day off.“Let’s go for a walk after breakfast, yeah?” I whispered to her, “I can’t take it being cooped up in here anymore.”I changed into my athletic ge
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No more of the norm I’d gotten so used to in the few weeks I’d had it. Cristo’s presence, unexpected antics, his eyes so intense that I’d never realized how desperate they really were.“Greece, huh.” I pondered aloud as I sat in a loveseat, overlooking Gangnam’s still crowded street. The occasional cyclist would squeeze against streams of dark cotton and leather that were heading down towards the clubs. Koreans held their alcohol.I’d hear the occasional police siren in the distance. My lone lightbulb overhead flickered sadly as it drew slow and dying moths to it.“Greece?” Blair asked, confused.I snapped out of my reverie immediately, realizing I wasn’t in the hotel room.“Oh, sorry.” I blinked quickly and shook my head with an apologetic smile, “I was somewhere else in my head. Some holiday.”“I took a while, I believe…” she nodded, eyeing me with concern. She was perched on the edge of her desk, hands placed elegantly on the edge to hold herself as she leaned forward. A red stilet
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