Dante’s POVI didn’t want to fucking do it. I didn’t want to lie to the public, myself, and most importantly, Kimmy.I fucking hate Finley Braven. She is the most annoying, self-absorbed diva I’ve ever met in my life. Filming with her for eight months was literally the most painful time of my life. Her incessant whining and complaining haunt my nightmares.When we had our meeting with promotions last night, the director and the studio head honchos thought that portraying the couple would make the movie skyrocket. Finley was the one who had the brilliant idea for us to get engaged.“Absolutely, not,” I declared. “I have a girlfriend, the love of my life.”“Dante, don’t be unreasonable,” Mr. Duncan had said. “Just tell her what is happening. We won’t announce it until you have a chance to explain it to her.”I sighed, “How long do we have to keep up this ridiculous façade?” I asked.“Six months, tops,” he said.“Ok, but no press releases until I say so,” I stated.“You’ll have to move i
Three months laterKimmy’s POV“Hurry up, Kimmy,” Morgan shouted from the kitchen. “You’re never going to make it there on time.”“I’m going as fast as I can,” I yelled back.Morgan has been a godsend as a roommate. She’s my best friend, my confidant, and sometimes she acts like my mom, even though I’m two months older than her.I scrambled out of my bedroom. “Thanks for waking me up again,” I said as I dashed around the apartment stuffing things into my bag. “I can’t believe my alarm clock didn’t go off.”“It happens to the best of us,” Morgan said, smiling.“You know I love you, girl,” I grinned.“I know,” Morgan replied. “We’d make a good couple if we didn’t like dick so much.”I burst out laughing. Morgan always knew exactly what to say.“Paul, Nathan, and I will be there tonight,” Morgan advised. “Nathan got us front row seats.”“Awesome!” I said, excitedly. “Please cheer even if I suck.”“You’re going to be amazing,” Morgan stated. “Remember, I get to hear it every day when you’
Kimmy’s POVOh my God! This is really going to happen. I’m so excited and scared at the same time. Dante is such a beautiful man. He could have any woman in the world, and he wants me. HE WANTS ME!I slid my hands under the waistband of his boxers and pushed them down. HOLY SHIT! How is that supposed to fit in me!“Kimmy? Are you ok? You look scared?” Dante asked.“Um… You’re so… Um… Big,” I said, cringing.“Kimmy, I would never hurt you,” Dante said, stroking my cheek with his thumb. “I’ll go slow and make sure you enjoy every minute of it. I promise.”“I trust you,” I said, smiling.Dante started up the shower, and then we kissed while we waited for the water to heat up. Once it was warm enough, we stepped in. Dante washed my hair while peppering kisses on my shoulder and then used the loofa sponge to soap me up all over. I returned the favor and lathered him up. We kissed and touched each other. Dante said he wanted it to be a slow burn of desire. I was ready for him to ravage me i
Kimmy’s POVI want Dante. I’m not going to sugarcoat it. I’m going to fuck him tonight. I’ve never done anything like this in my lifetime. I’ve had sex a few times before, but it was with a boyfriend, and it was after three months of dating. This feels like I’m having a one-night stand, but I really hope it lasts longer. I just feel so out of control around him. Like my heart, brain, and body want to surrender to him.We get back to the penthouse, and everyone heads to their respective bedrooms. Morgan and I are sharing the one-bedroom that has two beds.I sat down on my bed, looking a little nervous.“What’s wrong?” Morgan asked.“Is it wrong that I want to go to Dante’s room?” I questioned. “We just met less than 48 hours ago. What is wrong with me?”Morgan smiled. “Kimmy, go. If you don’t, you’ll regret it,” Morgan replied. “I see the way he looks at you. Go.”“Are you sure?” I stated. “I don’t want people to think I’m a slut.”“Oh, please,” Morgan said, rolling her eyes. “Do you s
Dante’s POVWe ended up at an underground nightclub. The kind that only the elite can get into. The lineup was long, but we slid right in and were escorted to the VIP section. The music thrummed its bass-heavy beat as the barely dressed crowd moved in rhythmic unity. As soon as we were seated, Paul and Nathan disappeared into the crowd to say hello to some old friends.Do not leave my side,” I said to Kimmy and Morgan. “Not even if you have to go to the bathroom. The bathrooms are co-ed, so take one of us with you.”“We should be ok if we go in pairs,” Kimmy stated.“No, you see that guy over there?” I said, subtly pointing out a dark-haired man sitting in the corner of the VIP section. He was acting like he owned the world. “That’s Antonio DeMarco. Son of one of the most ruthless Mafia families in New York. His family is rumored to be into human trafficking.”Kimmy’s eyes drifted over to him right at the moment he looked over. Antonio smirked and lifted his glass to Kimmy. He beckone
Dante’s POVAs soon as I left the private game, I was overrun by a Brazilian tourist group who all wanted to take pictures with me. I think I’m a mega superstar in Brazil because one of my first films was set there. I smiled, posed, and signed. Fuck, if something happens to Kimmy, I will never forgive myself. Just as I signed the last autograph, I looked up to see Kimmy being led out of the building. Is that Franklin Duval? Oh, Fuck No! That is not happening on my watch. He looked like he had a death grip on her waist and was literally pushing her along. I charged right over there.“Franklin, thank goodness you found Kimberley,” I exclaimed. “I’m glad it was you and not some lowlife trying to take advantage of her.”Franklin turned around and plastered on a fake smile. “Dante! We were just looking for you. Kimberley lost her way in the casino.”“Well, thank you so much for bringing her back to me,” I stated and held out my hand for Kimmy to take. “Darling, did you get confused about w