When An Enemy Becomes A Husband

I threw the documents onto my desk and took three big strides, making my way over to one of the two walls of floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down on Washington D.C. The view of the East Front Plaza and the U.S. Capitol filled my vision. The view that many powerful men would kill for. The city sparkled under the morning sun, a perfect disguise for corruption and greed.It was the reason my father bought this building. Power was important to him. At all costs. Though I couldn’t argue the benefits of it. He’d probably shit himself if he was still alive and could see how far I grew the Macklemore empire. He was always greedy for money and power.It was the reason he almost bankrupted my mother’s inheritance and W&W before I took over. He decided to chase his dick at the expense of my mother and her fortune. When his affair and filthy methods got exposed, he put a bullet in his own brain. It was the easy way out for him while the rest of us were left cleaning up his mess.Coincidentally,

Lilly. “Walker, right?” he asked again.I swallowed hard, that voice sent shivers down my spine. The kind that I had never felt with any other man.“Yes.” I answered in a raspy tone, feeling dazed. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him.He extended his hand, and for a moment, I debated whether it was smart to take it. Though I wanted to. God, his hand was attractive too. Strong, veiny, his skin tone slightly darker. I bet he knew how to use those hands on a woman’s body.I shook my head. I couldn’t let my thoughts wander down that path.Tentatively, I raised my hand and accepted his handshake. Warm. Strong. My pulse quickened at his touch, the heat from his closeness surging off of him and melting my core. Something inside of me shuddered with delight.He let go of my hand, and I caught myself leaning towards him. Like a moth towards a flame. Lowering my hand to my side, I pressed my palm against my thigh and rubbed it. Something about his touch unnerved me.His gaze followed the move

LillyThree days.It wasn’t reasonable to expect a response so fast, but I hoped. Either way, I didn’t think I’d get it. So I applied to Target, Walmart, and even a fast food chain. Desperation clawed its way through me, overwhelming me, and I had to choke it down. Single mothers had no luxury of dwelling, self-pity or even desperation. Yes, I was overqualified for all of those positions, but it didn’t mean I couldn’t do them.Then why can’t I get a job, my thoughts hounded me and I ignored it.I tried my best to forget every second of my interview with Chance Macklemore. Not exactly a highlight in my life. People like him were clearly way out of my league. I wasn’t even sure I had a league beyond my daughters. But that sizzling attraction! For a moment it made me believe in all those smut books I read. I bet he did it as good as any book boyfriend. Just the thought of his hands on me had my heart speeding up into unhealthy territory.Instinctively, I knew Chance Macklemore would be

ChanceThat went unexpectedly.I groaned in frustration, rubbing the back of my neck. I thrived on control, yet I lost it around Lilly Walker. The moment her soft body molded against mine and I heard that little whimpering moan, I lost my tightly reined control. My cock strained against my zipper, eager for the dark-haired beauty with soft brown eyes.Fuck, I had lost my mind and my control.That never happened before. Even when I caught my wife sleeping with my best friend, I had punched Jonathan and then told them both to meet me downstairs. Then ended my marriage on my terms despite Jacqueline’s pregnancy. That ended up resolving itself - she lied about the baby being mine.I shoved that bitter memory aside and focused on the woman that somehow had me obsessing over her. There were candidates that were better suited for this role - cold and detached.Yet, I wanted this one. A simple brush of Lilly’s lips and the way she moaned into my mouth had me losing my goddamn senses. Her lips

LillyDressed in a dark navy button down, perfectly fitted suit, his walk shouted confidence to everyone without even having to open his mouth. Women gawked and men threw hesitant glances his way. He didn’t look like he belonged here with his tall frame and expensive three-piece-suit.And much to my reluctance, I had to admit that nobody ever wore a suit as good as this man. It highlighted his strong, muscular shoulders and his legs. I could just imagine their strength pushing against me. My stomach fluttered. What was it about this man that did this to me? He made me feel like a twenty-year-old virgin again.He stopped right next to us, his eyes on me.“Hello, ladies,” he greeted us, his eyes never wavering from me. His voice gave me shivers while remembering the words he murmured into my ear while his fingers snuck up my panties feeling my most sensitive skin. “I see you are having a good time. My apologies for interrupting.”He didn’t sound sorry at all.“You are way overdressed f