Grace POV“Hi, my name is Grace and I would like to speak to Mr. Bolton please,” I say and the woman staring directly at me scrunches her nose as she eyes me from head to toe. I am wearing what I usually wear, nothing really flattering, but all my clothes are still in the penthouse and Dash is trying to convince me to buy everything new. But I think it’s ridiculous. The clothes can be washed and they will be as good as new ones. “Do you have an appointment?” She asks, standing up and leaning over the desk that separates us to look at me and I shake my head, biting the inside of my cheek. “No, but…” I say and she raises a hand, cutting me off. The woman didn’t even let me explain who I am, or what I am doing here. “Look, Mr. Bolton doesn’t do pro bono,” she says and I frown, looking at her. I look around and I can see everyone wearing tailored suits and the women wearing very fashionable work dresses, skirts, and blouses while I am wearing denim pants and a light blouse. Something
Grace POV“Good morning,” I say as soon as Dash’s arms wrap around my body as he pulls me to him. His front is pressed against my back as he kisses my neck. I can’t help but giggle with the shivering from my body. “Happy birthday,” I say and he stops kissing my neck and I turn around to face him in bed and his eyes are glued on me and his natural smirk is plastered all over his face. “Happy fucking birthday to me,” he says, pulling me to straddle him and I let out a squeal as he positions me on top of him. His fingers dig into my hips as he lifts his slightly, pressing his hardening cock against my pussy. “Happy fucking birthday to you,” I repeat his words as I pull my t-shirt off my body, exposing my breasts and Dash sits up on the bed, pulling me to him as his lips fall on my nipple straight away. A moan leaves my lips as I throw my head back while his arms to keep me in place. The sensation of his hot, wet tongue against my sensitive nipple is sending waves of pleasure down my b
Dash POV“Seriously, why are you doing this to me?” I ask Jagger and he shrugs his shoulder than his hands rest on the steering wheel of his Hummer. “I thought you were supposed to want me to be happy,” I huff. “You’re behaving like a child, now shut the fuck up,” Jagger barks at me and I cross my arms in front of my chest. This is becoming seriously the worst birthday in human history. Jagger never cared about our birthday and this year, when I had grand plans of spending the day fucking my girl, he decided he wanted to spend the day with me. I don’t even know why he is bothering to do anything. The light turns green and Jagger keeps driving and when he stops the Hummer; I look around, frowning. “Is this where you kill me?” I ask, and he rolls his eyes as he opens the door and leaves me inside the Hummer. What a prick. I open the door and follow him out and then suddenly a plane lands nearby. I frown and he rests one hand on my shoulder as he guides me to the smallest plane known
Grace POVWatching Dash have fun with his brother and friends is making me the happiest person in the world. I love this feeling of accomplishment. I love how Dash is laughing and having fun. If you asked me a few months back if I believed my life would be like this, I would have said no, not in my wildest dreams. I would have thought I would have an amazing man by my side.I never imagined falling in love so fast. I thought that was all in literature and love like that was impossible to find. I never thought a man would look at me and feel desire, feel the need to be around me. But then, Dash walked into my life, saving me from a drunk mess, and became the most important man in my life.Sometimes I wonder if other women feel the way I am feeling right now when it comes to their partners. I take a deep breath as I feel a hand on my arm. I look at my side to find my mother holding her champagne glass. Her smile is small but genuine. “Thank you for inviting me today. I am having a grea
Grace POV“I swear he keeps looking at me,” Hannah says as she looks over her shoulder at Priest. I shake my head as I watch him smile and wink at Hannah. She is right, he keeps looking at her, but from what I heard, he is a man-whore and not into relationships.“Be careful,” I warn her and she shrugs me off. I love how my friends know what they want and they go for it. They were always sexually more evolved than me, not to mention they all lost their virginity while they were in high-school.“Excuse me, can I steal Grace for a second?” Dash says as he interrupts my conversation with Jamie and Hannah. They both nod and smile as he holds my hand to pull me away.“Come here.” Dash pulls me into the house and I can’t stop giggling. I feel like a teenager hiding at a party to have a make-out session with her bad-boy boyfriend. Not that I ever had
Dash POV“What the fuck were they thinking?” I ask as I pace around Jagger’s office. Jagger is as pissed off as I am about what happened at the party. I haven’t dared to tell Grace what really happened. We pretended it was some random guy trying to rob people at the party when it was her father trying to get into the party again.I know she went to talk to him earlier on and told him to leave, getting the security team to escort him out, but after having a few drinks, he decided to come back and make a scene. Obviously, the security team she hired had no clue who they were working for, and when they decided to use their guns in warning to send her father’s way, they triggered an entire mafia organization to think they were under attack.Luckily, Storm sorted everything with Prank very fast without us blazing our guns in front of everyone. I pinch the bridge of my nose as Jagger sits
Grace POVThings have been bizarre around Dash lately. It’s like he is in his own world the entire time he is with me. I feel like something happened, and he is not telling me. Whatever happened at the party is taking a toll on him and he is not relaxing. His smile has disappeared, and he is always on edge. He is taking me to school and picking me up every day. His house is still not ready for us to go back, making me anxious because I feel like Jagger is not happy with our presence in his house. I know he doesn’t like Crow, and I feel like we have overwhelmed our stay, but Dash says I am being paranoid that Jagger loves having us around. I have grown closer to him and he is an amazing man. I just wish I knew why he didn’t have anyone. Jagger is extremely good looking, and he is the best criminal lawyer in New York, if not in the country. Rich and such a sweetheart. I find it odd no woman has snatched him yet. I sit on the edge of the bed, slipping my feet into the shoes Dash got m
Dash POV“We can discuss that at a later time,” I let out as I look around the VIP area. I don’t know where Grace is and I am a little on edge about it. There are some dangerous people here today and one of them is standing right in front of me. Carson might not have ties to the mafia, but he is a crook and he will use anything and anyone to get what he wants. “But I thought bringing me here was about that. It’s the third time we try to talk Dash,” Carson says and I shove my hands into my pockets a few seconds away from losing my shit. “It was, but right now I have some other shit going on,” I say and Carson smiles, imitating my position and placing his hands into his pockets as he leans against the glass that separates the VIP area from the common area. His eyes meet mine and I feel something in my stomach turn. “Is it about your little girl?” He says, offering me a sinister smile. I take one step closer to him, ending the distance between us, and his eyes meet mine as he smirks.