I guide her back until she’s against the cold railing of her balcony. “What’s happening? What are you doing?” she asks, still laughing a little because she thinks I’m just being romantic.Maybe I am. But I’m also killing two birds with one stone.First, I’m finally gonna do what I should have done months ago: and that's fucking my woman.Second, I’m going to show that bastard that Hermione doesn’t belong to him anymore.I run my fingers through her hair with a soft touch and look right into her eyes. I can almost feel her heart beating.“You know you’re the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, Hermione?” I say it and I watch her face get red.Then I lean in close and whisper right into her ear. “You have no idea what I’ve dreamed of doing to you. I can’t even wait any longer, sweetheart.”I kiss her again, hard and breathless this time. Her purse is still behind my back.She grabs my shirt like she wants to push me away, but she doesn’t. She just holds on. And honestly, it’s abou
{HUNTER}I hit my door shut as soon as Fred drives off and I start heading towards the room where she is.I push the door open slowly, but I find her standing right in the middle of the room. Her eyes are too wide, like I just snuck up on her. All the color is gone from her face. She’s holding her purse so tight like she wants to run away.This is not the way she was when I left here twenty minutes ago.“Sweetie, what is it?” I grab her arm, pulling her gently toward me.She opens her mouth but no sound comes out. She has this look on her face, like a kid who just got pulled from deep water after almost drowning. I pull her close, my arms going around her waist.“Hermione, talk to me. What’s wrong?”“That’s… that’s Mr. Frederick,” she whispers, her voice so quiet I barely catch it. She looks scared to even say his name.“Yeah, that’s Fred. My lawyer. You know him?” She shakes her head hard. “Let’s not talk about it. I need… I need to get home, Hunter.”She pushes my arms away an
A bright, piercing light stabs at my eyes. I squeeze them shut, but it’s no use. My head is pounding. It feels like my brain is suddenly too big for my skull, like it’s trying to push its way out.I force my eyes open again, just a little. Everything is too white. The walls are white. The ceiling is white. The bedsheets I’m lying on are a stark, clean white. It’s all so bright and polished it makes my head hurt even more.I push myself up on my elbows, and the room does a slow, sickening spin. My heart jolts to life like it's been shocked. This isn’t my room. This isn’t my bed. “Where the hell am I?”I look down at my body, and a new spike of anxiety makes my stomach drop.I’m still in my red dress from the party last night. The fabric is all wrinkled now.“My phone! Where the hell is my phone!”I pat the bed beside me, my hands feeling shaky and clumsy. I see it on the bedside table and I push to grab it, but as I roll over, my stomach twists violently.A sudden, sick urge to v
My finger hits the send button.I feel ice in my veins the second I do it.Oh my God. What did I just do? Why did I text him?I stare at my phone, at the message I just sent.Me: I finally closed the deal with Leonardo. Congrats to me and fuck you for almost ruining it the first time.My heart is punching against my ribs. The noisy, happy party around me suddenly feels like it's happening on the other side of a thick wall.Three grey dots appear immediately.My breath gets stuck in my throat. He’s typing. Of course he’s typing. That fuckface never sleeps.My phone vibrates.Adam: You closed the deal? That's my girl!A weird mix of pride and longing flares inside me. He doesn’t get to call me that. But a tiny, secret part of me just loves it.The dots appear again before I can even think.Adam: And I know you're having a party, you didn’t invite me. That's cold sweetheart.My whole body goes still. How does he know that? My thumbs fly across the screen, typing.Me: How do you know th
Hunter walks towards me with a large grin on his face.His white polished suit and perfectly combed hair make him look like a breathtaking gentle man.He opens his arms and hugs me tight. He smells freshly of his aftershave and his cologne. Then he pulls back and gives me a kiss on both of my cheeks, right in front of everyone. I look over his shoulder and I catch some of my team staring at us. I feel a little bit shy for some reason, so I just giggle to cover it up. I'm not used to public display of affection, especially right in front of my business teammates.Hunter looks around the entire hall. His eyes are wide. “You planned all of this in one day?”“Yes,” I tell him.“Wow,” he replies, brushing my cheek with his thumb. “You keep surprising me every single day, Hermione.”“Okay, this isn’t a romantic movie, Hunter,” I say, shaking my head with a smile. “Go sit over there.” I point to our table where Zara is already sitting.He nods with a smile and starts walking over to her
{HERMIONE}Leonardo’s office is just too large. The wide windows make the whole room so bright it almost hurts my eyes.Different PCs are scattered all over his big desk. Each one is open, showing lines of code for different programs.I tap my fingers on his black tiled desk. My patience is starting to wear off. It’s already past 12 noon.I look down at my feet. At the white shoes on them. They hug my feet so perfectly. It feels like I’m wearing a part of Adam with me.I can’t help but smile. I remember his stupid, cute notes. I remember the funny, sexy lingeries in those boxes.Since last night, I keep imagining myself in Adam’s arms, wearing the red one. My body totally surrendered to his huge, muscular hands. I imagine him taking it off me with his tongue, kissing every part of my skin he strips naked.My heart starts galloping again, right here in this quiet office. “I shouldn’t be thinking about this right now,” I mutter to myself, trying to pull my mind back.Back to this twe