LOGINCoralineMy heart was pounding like crazy.My hand was tucked in the crook of Marcus’s elbow as we both walked past the suited security detail into the private club venue where the launch party was taking place. I had no idea how he made the guest list since it was an invite-only event but my mind wasn’t too focused on that.I was hoping with all my heart that plan A worked. Because although the logic behind Marc’s territorial speech made sense, I didn’t think it was going to work with Alessio.The man wasn’t even talking to me anymore. I had tried again this morning when I was making him his breakfast but he had sliced me with such a sharp, lethal look that I had almost choked on the words I was attempting to say.Why on earth would that kind of person get jealous when he sees me on another man’s arms? He was more likely to completely pretend like he didn’t know me. So really, the only option we had here was for Marc to give a mind-blowing pitch that he would have no other choice but
CoralineI looked up at the shopping complex in front of me, confirming it was the right one before stepping inside.Boutiques lined the walkways as I took the escalator to the second level where the designer clothing store Marcus was waiting for me inside was located.“I see you’re early.” He closed the magazine he was reading and looked up at me from the cozy seating area of the shop’s showroom, a pleased smile touching his lips.I sat across from him and crossed my arms. “Start talking. What’s going to happen if I agree to this?”His smile dissolved into a serious expression. “You’re going to introduce yourself as my girlfriend.”“What the fuck, Marcus?” My mouth dropped open in shock and disgust. “No way!”“It’s not like it’s true. We’re just going to be pretending. Why are you being so touchy about it?”“I don’t care. That’s going too far and I won’t do that to Ash.”He raised his brows. “Even when it’s my parents’ business on the line?”There were a lot of things I wanted to say
AlessioI stared at the numbers projected on the screen in front of the wide conference room.“What do we think?” My pen tapped rhythmically against the surface of the table. My board of directors were seated in the chairs across from me, studying the figures and shuffling through the paperwork spread in front of them.“The risk is too high.” One of them spoke up. Victor Lang, my Chief Investment Officer. “We should step back and wait until they need us more than we need them.”“Not a good idea.” Mr. Kensington, my Head Strategist said, dispersing the murmur of agreement that had started to rise. “That will only invite competition.”“A buyout at this stage will cause public scrutiny.” Victor countered. “There’s reputational volatility involved.”I sighed and leaned back, making the calculations in my head, weighing the risks against the potential upsides.“How long?” I finally asked, directing the question to Victor.“Not long. A few weeks at most and then we can proceed with minimal
CoralineI didn’t know what prompted me to just start spilling the entire story to David. Maybe it was the fact that he was easy to talk to or that I didn’t sense any kind of judgement in his gaze, but I found myself divulging most of what went on with Alessio to him.In high school, we were lab partners and casual friends, that was the extent of our relationship. Now though, I felt like we could build something more solid between us. That maybe there was a reason we had met that day in the parking lot and exchanged contacts.“No way,” he gasped when I was done talking. “He’s really giving you the silent treatment now?”“Yup.” I nodded.“That’s so immature of him. And unfair to you.”“I know, right?” I let out an exasperated breath. It felt good having someone other than my sister on my side.“But you know what? I think you need a little advice.” He leaned in again, settling his chin on his steepled fingers. “Why don’t you tell him about your developing feelings? Who knows if he’s fig
CoralineWe caught up over ice cream, talking about anything and everything under the sun and it felt good being reminded I wasn’t alone in this world.“Marcus mentioned something about a launch event you’re accompanying him to?” Ash said when we got back to the apartment.“I haven’t agreed to it yet but he’s trying to use my affiliation with Mr. Castelli to his advantage.”She looked thoughtful for a second. “You know you don’t have to do whatever he says just because you feel bad that he’s going through a rough patch.”I nodded. “I know. I won’t.” She knew me too well.A smile suddenly brightened up her serious mood. “Let’s go for a spa day tomorrow. Mani-pedi, facials, waxing. It’s going to be fun.”I gripped her hand with a giddy smile of my own. “That sounds perfect.”By the end of the weekend, I was in much lighter spirits than when it began. I still had sex dreams about Alessio, always waking up with my fingers in my pussy, my body slick with sweat and my own release, but I was
CoralineI took the stairs down to the first floor. It was twenty flights, but I couldn’t stomach being in an elevator this soon. And my thoughts kept me company anyway, so I didn’t really feel the ache in my legs or the extra strain in my breathing.When I emerged out of the stairwell, I heard someone arguing with the concierge. It took a while for me to realize it was Ash’s voice. When I did, I hurried towards it and found her across from the reception desk, hurling heated words at the calm concierge.“Ash,” I called out with my voice tinged in confused disbelief. “What are you doing here?”She whirled around with wide eyes before barreling towards me and drawing my unmoored body into a fierce hug.“You didn’t come home yesterday. Of course I’d be here first thing this morning,” she said when she pulled back.“But I thought Ales—Mr. Castelli called you yesterday to inform you of my whereabouts.”“He did but I was still worried. Look at you, you look pale.” She sighed and took my lim







