The sun's rays penetrated the room through the slightly opened curtain, hitting her face as she slept on the bed. She turned uncomfortably in her sleep before waking up. She looked round the room trying to remember what had happened the previous night before it hit her, she had had sex with Jack Antonio, the city hot billionaire playboy. She was drunk, yeah, blame it on the alcohol. That was better. She turned to her side and met it empty. She was covered in her blanket and she could doubt if all that happened the previous night was a dream. It looked so real and she knew it was. She looked towards the door as if expecting him to walk in with breakfast in his hands. She scoffed at the thoughts as she got up from the bed and made her way inside her bathroom. She applied toothpaste on her brush and scrubbed her teeth before taking a quick shower, washing her entire body thoroughly. Her hands lingered on her body as she thought of the way he held and caressed her body the previous night.

Today was Wednesday. He was seated in his office, behind his table, reviewing the partnership documents again. After they had rejected the initial agreement, he had gone back to review it and draft a new one. He had drafted a one-year partnership between the two companies to carry out a major project in which the profits were to be shared on a 65/35 basis. The partnership and equipment were funded by Jack's company, hence the higher profit margin and it was outrageous when they had demanded an equal share. He still had a meeting with Zack holdings CEO later in the day. His secretary had booked a meeting for twelve noon.He looked at his diamond watch on his wrist, it was barely thirty minutes past ten in the morning. The huge door length window of his office overlooked the beautiful busy street of the city. Traffic outside was at a minimum as people went about their activities. He relaxed in his chair, flexing his arm a bit to release the pressure of writing for a long time. The air co

He sat at his usual VIP corner in the boisterous bar as he drank from his bottle of expensive scotch. He was seated alone, watching the different people that crowded the bar on a midweek dance to low and sensual music that blared from the speakers. After his meeting with Lucas had ended, he had stayed back at the office to sort out some things before going over to the bar. The bar was somewhere he visited frequently though he didn't really go to drink. He wasn't much of a drinker, he just went there to ease some pressure and boredom of staying at home alone. Karen walked into the bar with Ciara and they both went to the VIP section. Ciara had forced her to go today. She was a big PR staff in one of the major companies in the whole of California so she was financially capable of taking care of herself. Not filthy rich, but enough to spend some dollars carelessly. Ciara dragged her as they both walked to the VIP section and took an empty table. She was dressed in a short black gown tha

Karen's phone beeped beside her and she dropped her laptop on the table to pick up the phone. She wasn't particularly focused on her work. Her mind drifted continually to her phone beside her, so it was more of a relief to her when it beeped. She unlocked it and it was a message from her I*******m account. She quickly opened it and was shocked to see a message from Jack. She screamed in delight and dropped her phone on the chair. It was already more than five days since she dropped the message and she had already given up on getting a reply.She picked up the phone again and clicked on the message. It was a simple “Hi”, but it was enough to send her over the edge. Enough to send butterflies flying in her stomach. She sent a response immediately introducing herself. She was nervous. Texting him was something she had just decided to give a try. She just hoped her nervousness wasn't visible in the way she texted. “Ya. I already know who you are. I'm not dumb not to go through your profil

Jack sat comfortably in the backseat of the uber as the driver drove through the streets of New York. He had arrived from Los Angeles by flight a few minutes ago and ordered an uber. He was going on a working visit to his hotel. It has been over three months since he had last visited.The uber parked inside the hotel and he stepped out. He walked inside through the big glass door and bumped into someone.“I'm so sorry.” He apologized but the man walked away, not sparing him a glance. He was dressed in a grey hoodie with big boots. His head was bent low as he walked out of the door.“Strange” Jack muttered as he watched the stranger he bumped into walk out of the door. He walked to the front desk and was immediately recognized by the staff there.“Good morning sir.” She greeted politely and he responded. She put a call through to the manager informing him about Jack's presence and a few minutes later, the manager rushed out. The manager was an advanced man. He looked to be around his fi