I walked a couple blocks and found a coffee shop. I ordered the most caffeinated iced coffee I could get, and a huge muffin. My immediate thought was, I can't fucking stand how rich assholes think they can just buy women. Just because they have the means and the money, they get to call the shots and have their way. But prostitution is the oldest profession there is, it's not like I can be too shocked. Here I was, nearing the end of my time in college, with no real certainty as to what the hell my next step was. I knew I wanted to get in government in some fashion, State Department, something like that. I knew it would happen or work out eventually, but right now I was feeling pretty low. And maybe that was the perfect time for a predator to seek me out.What if this guy was like Wyatt? I mean Haven said he was young and handsome, but everybody thought Wyatt was hot. I wouldn't even know it because we're going to be in

~This chapter contains graphic sexual content~I pushed the door open and the room was pitch black as promised, the light from the hall showed a little closet by the door and it was open. I let the door close and lifted my purse off quickly, to set it down so I would be able to find it later. “Hey Eve, you found me,” I heard a voice from much further in the room. “I guess so,” I said, putting out my arms trying to feel around. Did he want me to walk back there or should I wait here for him? As if he read my mind he said, “I left the closet open, go ahead and put your shoes and whatever else in there so you can find it easily later. I’ll come find you baby.” Hmm baby huh? He sounded very confident, very sure of himself. But yet, not arrogant.I took off my shoes and felt around for the closet, I took off my cardigan too. By the time I turned away from the closet he reached me,

~Derek's Point of View~ My best friend was the only one outside of Eve and Haven that knew about my night in the dark. I walked out of the hotel a little after 5 am and drove home, ready to bang on the apartment door below mine and wake his ass up. Heath of course thought I was nuts, that I could have easily just met a girl on a dating site for this fantasy and not had to pay $10k for it. We had both been single a very long time, both played the field, but both always came up with superficial women. I needed a deeper, more intimate and personal connection. I needed that fire that comes from finding someone you can’t stand to be away from, that person that makes your worst day melt away. I’d never had it obviously, but I knew it had to be out there. I wasn't willing to compromise on this. My family had been pressuring me to just "pick one," so to speak, and that wasn't happening.Haven wou

I spent the rest of the day in bed, half in a coma. My whole body ached but also longed for Derek to be all over me again. Now that I felt like he was serious, like he would keep wanting to see me, I relaxed. But I kept telling myself I needed to keep a boundary between relaxing and fully thinking this guy was going to be mine. I still had no idea what he was really thinking.I was like a lost fucking puppy dog for him though. If he broke my heart, it would just kill me. That would legit be it and I would become a nun. I was also convinced that I likely burned 20,000 calories last night so I ordered a whole pizza and wings just for myself. I was just getting into my Law and Order marathon when it dawned on me I never thanked Derek for the flowers. Shit! I tried to think of something witty to say but I came up empty. I simply said, “thank you for the amazing garden, no one has ever sent me flowers before.” 

We had just finished breakfast and Derek was sitting up in bed, I was in his lap, cuddled into his neck and he was on the phone with his assistant. I just tuned him out and felt his warmth. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally hung up. “Your assistant is a guy,” I said, curiously. “Yep and a huge pain in my ass, but he’s damn good at his job, so I keep him around. I’ve had him about five years now. His husband is one of my lawyers,” he said, turning his lips into my neck. “Sounds interesting,” I said. I pulled away and held his face, “so what happens now … Mr. Russell?” He grinned and said, “no more of this hotel nonsense, I’m taking you home with me. We can stop at your place and get anything you might need for now, but anymore will have to be another day.” “Huh, already thought this through have you,&rdqu