After all the rough sex, Griffin yanked Scarlett off his lap. He was a bit rough, and she felt like a used band-aid. Forgotten and discarded until her pussy would be needed again. That thought made Scarlett's stomach churn with unease, but she reminded herself this was normal. She wasn't in a relationship with Griffin and shouldn't expect hugs and kisses after fucking him. He didn't like her romantically. And he would probably never do that. Scarlett's mood darkened, and she wrapped her blanket over herself and relaxed her head against her pillow. She wasn't tired, but she needed alone time to lick her wounds. If Griffin didn't want her, she shouldn't spend more time than necessary around him. "Thank you for the sex," Scarlett mumbled. "It was great." "Thank you?" Griffin blinked in bewilderment. Scarlett's sudden mood swing confused him. "Great?" "Yeah, can't I thank you for the amazing sex we just had?" "You can, but..." Griffin turned around to eye her. He sat on the edge

Fear was clawing at Scarlett's throat. She didn't have the keys to Jake's car, and walking away from the mansion would take time. There were gates to the estate further down a gravel road. Scarlett needed to get down there quickly since Jake was after her ass. She walked down the stairs, and the sound of moving rocks filled her ears as she tried to keep a steady pace. Adrenaline was pumping in her veins, and her breaths were coming out in short, rapid breaths. She feared for her life. Scarlett knew Jake would catch up with her. He had far longer legs, and even though none of them was very athletic, Jake had the advantage of being a bigger, more muscular male. She couldn't outrun him for all the money in the world. Yet she was determined to try. "Scarlett?" Jake called. Scarlett ignored him. The winds were blowing outside, and she pulled her white hood over her head to hide her blonde hair. She was wearing pink flip-flops and hurried down the gravel road. "SCARLETT!" Jake ye

A few days later...Scarlett sat in a wheelchair. She was a bundle of nerves while Griffin pushed her forward. He had checked on her at the hospital for the last few days and showered her with gifts. There was a teddy bear in her arms that she wouldn't let off, no matter how silly."Sir, should I help Miss Greyson into the car?" A bodyguard asked Griffin once they were outside next to his black SUV."No, I got this," Griffin effortlessly picked up Scarlett and placed her in the front seat along with her crutches. She shyly met his eyes once she sat comfortably. "Thank you again for doing this. I will forever be in your debt."Griffin simply smiled, and then he closed the door. He spoke to Giovanni outside, the personal bodyguard hired to watch after Scarlett. His sole mission was to make sure Jake didn't get close to her. It made Scarlett relax. She had nightmares about Jake and honestly felt scared of men since the attack. Doctor Ayad prescribed her medicine for PTSD, but Scarlett

When Griffin entered his new traditional Spanish mansion, he immediately knew something was wrong. He could feel it. Call it a spider-sense, but he walked toward the kitchen and sighed when he found the problem: the trouble-maker wasn't resting like Doctor Ayad had ordered her to. Scarlett pressed her teeth down into her lip not to cry while she moved around the kitchen with her crutches. "Scarlett?" Griffin leaned against the doorframe, eyeing how her tights hugged her luscious curves and hips. Her blouse exposed just the right amount of her cleavage. It was perfection. Scarlett looked at him and sighed. "No, I know what you're going to say, but don't say it." That sentence made Griffin breathe a laugh. He placed one leg over the other, holding back a smile. "What are you talking about? I wasn't going to say anything..." "Don't bullshit me!" Scarlett narrowed her eyes while using the kitchen counter to keep herself standing. "You were about to give me one of your lectures agai

Her legs felt numb. Scarlett was sure she had fucked Griffin against every surface of the house. It had entirely unwinded her, yet her heart beat ten times faster when griffin ran his fingers through her hair. It was wet from her shower, and he leaned in to kiss her forehead. Every part of her fluttered when she felt Griffin's pillowy lips against her wet skin. She wanted more of him, but he suddenly leaned back. "I'm going to shower." Scarlett apprehensively smiled up at him. "Oh, okay?" Griffin smiled back and trotted away from the kitchen table. Hot guy swagger and his confidence made him a hundred times more gorgeous. "You have a good night, Scarlett." Ah, so he was leaving her. "Uh... You too!" Griffin chuckled and disappeared. It gave Scarlett time to fish up her phone and look at her messenger. She had about a hundred unread messages from Lucy and Charlotte. But since she considered Lucy to be her closest friend, she decided to call the gothic girl first. Lucy picked