Becca.From the time I woke up that morning, Tally had been blowing up my phone. I wasn't sure what she wanted, but at half-past eight, I finally rolled over to answer it."Hello?" I groaned into the phone, running my hand over my face."Hey! It's about time you answered your phone. What have you been doing?" she asked with annoyance in her tone."Uh–sleeping. Like normal people, Tally. What the hell are you even up this early for?"There was laughter on the other end of the line, and it was obvious she had been drinking. "What's early? I haven't even gone to bed yet.""Of course, you haven't, Tally." I heard her scoff on the other end of the line. "Don't be such a snob," she snapped. "That's the pot calling the kettle black. Now, what do you want?"There was silence for a moment before I heard whispering, "Well–""Well, what? And what are you doing?" I was curious about her current situation.I didn't honestly care what she was doing, but all the commotion goin

His eyes stared at me with intrigue over my words. I knew he was waiting for me to make a move, but as his hand cupped the small of my back and brought me closer, I found myself unable to move."You're teasing me, beautiful," he whispered as I slowly pulled away from him."Tsk-tsk, James. Trying to keep me all to yourself," I taunted. "What do you make of his behavior, Allegra?"Turning my attention to her, her eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh, well, he is one who usually just likes to watch."Sashaying my way towards her, I walked behind the seat she was on and gently ran my fingers through her hair. The catcalls of the other men and women egged me on to tease James in ways I was sure he didn't know how to handle.Slowly, I made my way around to her front and placed a leg on either side of her, lowering myself slowly as my chest brushed against hers and lust-filled her eyes."Are you sure you want to play this game with me?" she whispered breathlessly as I began to move my

By the time we made it to the plane, I was sore in many areas. James was becoming quite the kink master I always had suspected he would be, and everything he did to me was intoxicating."So, this is your plane?" I asked as we pulled up on the tarmac, and I took in the site of the black private jet that was supposed to take us to the Bahamas."Yes, it is," he replied as the car stopped, and the door opened, allowing us passage towards the plane's stairs. I was thankful we were flying at night, considering how unforgiving the Miami heat really was. The last thing I wanted was to be a nasty sweaty mess before I got on the plane. I was hoping to achieve something on the flight that I had never done before. To join the mile high club.Yet, with much disappointment, James was answering his phone while we boarded, and I had a feeling the entire trip was going to revolve around business. "Welcome aboard, Mr. Valentino," a gorgeous blonde flight attendant said through painted red li

After a few days spent in luxury with James in the Bahamas, I was glad to be back at his home. Things had been wonderful, and yet, through it all, I had slowly let the wall I had built fall. There was something about him that gave me hope he would change his mind.That maybe… just maybe–he would want me.As soon as we made it back, James had to go to the office to work. The sun had set long before he left, and even though he was working late, it didn't stop me from turning on the TV in the living room and ordering myself take out.My favorite TV show playing and an open box of pizza in front of me, I set out to relax. However, the last thing I expected was loud pounding upon the door as if the police were trying to break in. With caution, I stood and peered out the side window, seeing Chad standing there with a grim expression on his face.My heart raced, and my palms went clammy. I wasn't sure what to do. The last thing I wanted was for James to come home and see him here.

James.There was no way to describe how I felt the moment I saw Becca in the state she was in. I wanted to kill Chad… but no matter how much I wanted to, I knew she needed me more than I needed vengeance. I didn't condone hurting women, and even when Allison used to strike me and get physical with me when she was drunk, I never hit her.Even though there were many times when I wanted to.To hit a woman was a boyish thing to do.Pacing around my office, I tried to collect my thoughts. I hadn't wanted to come in today to sort things out at work, but Becca made it clear she wouldn't allow me to miss work because of her.The damn woman was too kind for the people of this world, and I wished I could take her away from the cruelty and show her the life she deserved.I was conflicted, though. This was only supposed to be a casual, fun thing, and instead it was turning into something else. It was becoming more, and I wasn't even trying to make it that way, but I couldn't stop be