LillyThe girls chatted amongst each other, playing word games, rhyming words, while Sienna multi-tasked texting on her phone. This felt dangerously close to a family event.I didn’t like it.I freaking loved it. I shouldn’t. He was my boss, and yet, I pictured and imagined things I shouldn’t.“Is something wrong?” Chance’s voice startled me from my thoughts.“No, not really,” I muttered. It wasn’t like I could admit my thoughts to him.“If you say no one more time, I might actually believe you even less.” Chance had a point there.I smoothed my pants and placed my hands in my lap.“Just kind of weird,” I stated, glancing back to ensure my kids were not listening. “Going to my boss’ mother’s birthday party.”“Don’t think of me as your boss this weekend,” he retorted, his voice deep and his eyes never wavering from the road. He behaved as if we’d done this before and it was just another event. “She liked you and your girls. A lot. Regularly, she doesn’t take to people as fast as she d

ChanceI pressed the button of the intercom on my desk, ending the call with my Australian office. They were a day ahead, and their Monday, my Sunday, was always the best day for conducting business meetings.Leaning back in my chair, I rubbed a hand over the back of my neck, then loosened my tie. This house felt empty. Even when staff buzzed with their chores outside and inside, this home was hollow. It had never felt like that until very recently. And a certain woman with dark brown eyes was to blame.I had long given up on the notion of a family and love. In my experience, women weren’t dependable. Throw money and social status at them, they’d do anything. Yet, Lilly didn’t seem to operate that way and it intrigued me.I can’t do emotional detachment. Her words replayed on repeat in my mind.Until her, emotional detachment was my firm clause; it was never an option to bend that self-imposed rule. Yet, when Lilly’s whispered words penetrated my brain, I knew she’d walk. Unless I ga

ChanceI must have lost my mind to have eaten Lilly’s pussy in the dressing room of Couture’s. Did I regret it? Fuck no. Something in my chest roared at seeing her flushed from the orgasm and her lust-hazed eyes on me.She was magnificent and all mine. Mine to fuck. Mine to protect.The event this Wednesday was a black tie affair and I knew, without a doubt, that whatever Lilly wore, she’d be the most stunning woman there. I also knew there was a possibility that my ex would be there and knowing the bitch she was, she’d take Lilly’s simple dress and turn it into Cinderella rags. Hence ensuring Lilly had the best the fashion world had to offer. Did I care whether Lilly wore the most expensive dress or not? Fuck no. She had the natural kind of beauty that captured attention. But knowing Jacqueline, she’d try to ridicule her, then I’d have to kill my fucking ex because I’d hate seeing Lilly upset.Dangerous notion, for sure.Hence taking Lilly shopping. That and the fact that I wanted to

LillyBy the time we arrived, the fundraiser was in full swing. The beautiful estate stretched over roughly five waterfront acres with a large mansion in the center of it.A large tent stood in the middle of the property, overlooking New York Bay and the city lights on the other side, visible from any location in the tent. Soft classical tunes drifted through the early summer breeze creating a relaxing atmosphere.Tall cocktail tables scattered to the right of the tent with a large bar set up staffed by four bartenders. Waitresses discreetly conversed, offering drinks to attendees who barely spared them a glance. On the left side of the tent was formal seating, leaving the center of the tent open for mingling, and a few groups already formed into their circles.And dancing.Women literally glittered with diamonds and elaborate gowns. Thank God Chance ensured my beautiful dress and jewelry because I would have stood out in a bad way if I opted for my simple cocktail dress.Instead, I f

LillyThis man. This song. This dance.The past drifted away, leaving me with the man who could fill my heart or tear it apart. And still, I let myself feel. Feel him and the song. Goosebumps danced over my skin and I raised my eyes to meet his and drowned in his gaze. At this very moment, I felt like I had it all while in his arms. The way he looked at me.Jesus.He paid twenty-five million dollars to ensure I danced only with him. I didn’t know whether I should think him crazy or fall at his feet and see where this would take us. If only it wasn’t so scary to feel something so strong. Deep down, I sensed this man could shatter me.Chance’s lips brushed against mine and a shiver ghosted down my spine. Would it be wrong to have him? Just for a few moments that would be mine forever. He’d forget me eventually, but I’d never forget him.“All your dances are mine,” he murmured, his lips moving against mine, and like in daze, and I nodded. I wanted to give him everything, but it scared me