All Chapters of It Started With The Hickeys: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“A great night,” he said, his voice low and certain. The words made her tense for a moment—then a slow, private smile curved her lips. “Of course.” The challenge in her eyes earned her a satisfied, almost soft smirk in return. And the challenge was gladly accepted. The second the hotel door closed behind them, he drew her in. His kisses were deep and insistent, yet careful, as though he was learning the shape of her mouth rather than claiming it. When he finally eased back, she dragged in a shaky breath, her lungs filling with air that still carried the heat of him. She had not expected this kind of focused intensity. It left her slightly off-balance—and she found she did not mind at all. His lips traced the line of her jaw, unhurried, until they reached the sensitive skin beneath her ear. Warm breath, the lightest brush of his tongue, and a shiver ran through her entire body. He felt it. She could tell by the way his hands slowed, mapping the curve of her waist, the dip of her sp

Glancing for the second time, she got her confirmation. Her body went numb as she gapes at the man in disbelief until he disappeared inside the elevator. The one that ordinary employees were not allowed. Even after the door closes, her eyes are still glued in his direction. What should she do? But before she could find an answer, she was pushed towards the open elevator. So as not to fall, she goes with the flow. The entire ride has been a conflicting battle for her haywire thoughts. She wanted to flee but her feet are too weak to even take a step. Until she reaches her floor. With slow unsure steps, she went out. But unlike the others who kept their hastened pace, she went to the corner to lean on the wall. She needs to compose herself before facing anyone. "This is a huge building, there's no way we will easily bump into each other. Or I could try to avoid him" she whispers, trying to convince herself to stay calm. "I can't mess this up. I want this job" She frustratedly cont

"Mama, why should you wear makeup? You're beautiful without it" a whiny voice made her smile. She pauses from applying face powder to turn to her side. A little figure is standing beside her chair, watching her fix herself on her lighted vanity. Her four-year-old son."Mama might be meeting with a client later. So Mama should always look pretty" she tenderly explains while gently pinching his perfectly shaped nose. As expected, he grows to be a spitting image of the man who is across the globe from them. And for five years, she succeeded in hiding."I don't like other boys looking at you. And they will surely stare because you made yourself more beautiful" With a pout, he inspects her face. Chuckling, she watches him sulk. It's been an issue between them. He always objects every time she puts on make-up or dresses sexily. "Papa will be angry if other boys would look at you" he added and his last word made her sigh. No matter how she tries to explain that there's no chance they w

Gauging that she has been the center of everyone's interest, Skye did not dare look at anyone. Even to Xander Wright. But a powerful magnet seems to be pulling her to look his way.And their eyes meet. His gaze is too calm, it's making her more anxious. Something in that deep-set eyes is making her uneasy. It's like an inevitable fiasco is about to happen. While drowned in his hazel orbs, she has been praying someone would intercede in his plan. Hoping he has more important people to be with rather than be with her. "Skye would be glad to orient you about H&M, CEO Wright. It would be our honor"To her aghast, Harry indulges the man. If she has been holding her breath, she was not mindful of it but she was aware she gasps. She has no way out. Dina, with a gauging eye, stares at her. She took notice of her peculiar behavior but choose not to point it out. She just assumed Skye is intimidated and maybe overwhelmed by the responsibility on her shoulder right now. Being with the most in

"Who?" With narrowed eyes, he fixed his serious gaze on her. His intimidation is making her nervous. "I hate to be compared, particularly with any man" he continued after getting no response from her. His hand which has been caressing her earlier is now gripping her jaw. And though it's not painful, it's somehow disconcerting."I don't care about your previous partners. But I forbid you to even mention another man while in my bed" he snickers while making a point by tightening his hold on her chin. "You understand, Miss Monticello?" Gritting his teeth, he slightly shakes her.If not for the relief that washed over her upon knowing he inferred differently, she would be disgruntled by his anger. But she was so relieved by the misunderstanding that she doesn't mind the dangerous sharpness in the way he glares at her. "Yes, I understand, CEO Wright" She tries to placate him. It's the least she could do. "Don't be riled, the night is too gorgeous to ruin" Caressing the hand holding he