GABRIELAfter a few minutes of silence, Elazar spoke again. “By the way, Gabriel, Coulson. It’s only a week until your company’s sports fest, right?”Coulson wiped his mouth. “Yep, what of it?”“The Exclusive magazine called my office today, and they wanted to feature both of you on their front page and some pages, I think.” Elazar ate another forkful of this food.“But don’t they only cover celebrities?” Helen asked. “Do they target businessmen now?”“Exactly, we are not. And don’t you know? Exclusive has a reputation for publishing biased information. I wouldn’t want my face plastered on their magazine.” I sighed and put my utensils down. “They already called us last week, and I had their calls blocked in our system.”“Have you spoken to them?” Elazar queried.“No.”“Well, they reached my assistant’s direct line,” he informed. “And they had been bugging Wallace for days. However, what they offered seemed promising, to be honest. I actually considered letting them cover our estate in

GABRIELI had broken many rules in my life, so I learned to set the ‘right’ rules for myself to not lose again. I once tried to trust again, but another mistake made me realize I shouldn’t keep my guard open.For now, I only have one goal. It was to keep Audrey next to me. I figured out how I would bring her down and then her family. She was going to fall for it, and after she’s head over heels, I’m going to throw her way—just as she threw me away. Cruel? That’s how the world is, mate. I would make sure I’d enjoy every moment of how I was going to destroy her life. I was going to watch her struggle and beg me to stop. At the same time, I would make sure that she was thoroughly fucked. I’m going to fuck her so senselessly that she’d forget her own name. She had been teasing me for three months. I’d always chastise myself, waiting for the right moment. I’d stopped fucking anyone since. It’s ridiculous to admit that for everything I’d been through, I could see Audrey as the lady who

AUDREY“It was a disaster,” answered Chelsea when Stark asked about our day. He now sat in front of us in a five-star restaurant in the Waldorf hotel. There was no point in insisting that we were fine staying at the hotel. Knowing my boss, when he said something, it meant he wanted everyone around him to obey.Stark frowned at my best friend’s answer. “Why so?”“Her father—ugh!” she grunted. “It’s not my place to speak.” Chelsea held my hand.“My father…” I sighed. “He’s just like always. We don’t get along, that’s all,” I answered as simply as I could. There’s no way I would tell my boss how pathetic my life was. Especially now, with him in person. It was usual for Stark to have a sudden business that was not in his schedule. I literally just told him about this emergency trip this morning, and here it was.Stark picked up the cup of his coffee and took a sip. “So, you just decided to stay somewhere else, is that it?”Chelsea and I exchanged the same look, then I nodded.“Well.” He p

GABRIELI asked myself why I still wanted to be acquainted with Audrey many times. I wanted to look at her differently. I wanted to look at her like that young, naïve girl who destroyed me, but I couldn’t. Not when I knew she had kept her pure self. Why would she? Eight years ago, she was ready for me to claim her.I could only imagine what she would look like when I finally claimed her. I was just a few inches away from actually fucking her. She had been so tempting, so sexy, and so completely desirable. Her long golden hair grazed about the roundness of her breast, and those beautiful, ripe tits spilled out of her low-cut bra. Outside, they seemed to be average, but they weren’t. They were even bigger, rounder, and firmer than I imagined. I was instantly and violently turned on.Curiously, I felt bad for leaving her that way, but I couldn’t ignore the current news I heard from Coulson, and now I needed to talk with him as fast as I could.I went back to my room and opened my laptop

AUDREYShortly, Anton joined our conversation. He told us Dad was currently sleeping upstairs, but he would usually come down at dinner when he woke up, so he suggested or even requested that I could stay low from his sight. “I can’t run forever from him, Anton. Not after what Cecile has done to Mom’s house,” I said firmly.“City life definitely suits you, Audrey,” Anton commented with a chuckle. “This has become your home too. I mean, I hope you understand that.”“Audrey, this is probably your mother’s house, but this is basically where we all grew up,” he pointed.I heard Chelsea sigh. “If I may, and I hope I’m not getting too involved, how much did your stepmother take for the mortgage?”“It’s three million, not quite for the value of this mansion. It’s vintage, and it’s been here for seventy years, but Audrey’s grandfather had preserved it, so it’s still pristine. Its value is more than that, but where else can we get three million dollars? I don’t even have a million right now.