Sexy Behind The Mask のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Red: I keep thinking about what you said. About Friday. I don't know if I can wait that long. Call me when you can. If we can't meet at least I'll get to hear your voice.Heat shot through him. He typed back quickly.Sir: I will call within the next two hours. Be ready.Nate was watching him with knowing eyes. "The mystery woman?""None of your business.""Right." Nate's smile held no humor. "At least you’re not pining for Morgan."Grayson's phone buzzed again.Red: I can't wait.His pulse kicked up. Phone sex with Red while imagining those green eyes, that red hair spread across his pillows.Wait.Green eyes. Like... Joy's.No. Joy's hair was brown. Plain, mousy brown.Grayson's thoughts stuttered to a halt.Joy's eyes were green. He'd seen them a hundred times across conference tables. Focused, analytical, occasionally flashing with irritation when he pushed too hard. But they were fiery, not sultry like Red's. Red had the look of a woman who wanted to be fucked and hard.He couldn'

Tuesday, October 10th, late eveningHoney awakened from a light pleasure induced doze, her body still humming from the intense phone call with Sir. The hotel room cocooned her in its luxurious anonymity, a perfect sanctuary for a woman caught between identities. Her personal phone chimed with a text alert, startling her from pleasant post-orgasmic thoughts.Lauren: Are you okay? Haven't heard back from youShe checked the time… 10:45 PM. She'd promised to call her friends with updates.Honey: Sorry! Moving into Dad's penthouse tomorrow. Will call you then with full details. Promise I'm safe.A response came immediately:Lauren: Better be. Maggie's threatening to perform a wellness check. We're WORRIED.Honey smiled at her friend's concern.Honey: I'm fine. Just exhausted. Will explain everything tomorrow.She set the phone down and stretched, wincing slightly as her muscles protested. The combination of stress, sex with Sir at the club, and Riley's bruising grip had left her body tend

Wednesday, October 11th, 10:15amThe Norton integration meeting proceeded with its usual rhythm. PowerPoint slides, revenue projections, timeline discussions. Grayson ran the meeting with his characteristic efficiency, but his attention kept drifting to Joy Smith three chairs down.She looked different today. Not the clothes, she'd reverted to one of her typical ugly suits, but something in her. Maybe her husband had been a repressive shield over her happiness. Grayson knew a lot of women struggled to get away from abusive partners and often go back, thinking that's all they deserve because they are told that by the abuser. Grayson would make sure Joy had the help she needed to support leaving her husband.But right now, whatever had been weighing on her seemed lighter."Smith," he said, pulling her attention from her tablet. "Your assessment of the cash flow concerns?"She stood, moving to the presentation screen. "Based on the integration timeline, we're looking at a temporary dip d

The voice cut through the alley like a whip crack, full of authority and barely restrained violence. Honey had never seen Grayson so angry before; the look of cold fury on his face was… well terrifying. She was glad it wasn't directed at her.Riley spun, his grip on Honey loosening, she pushed at the hold Riley had on her. But she was still a little dazed and didn't have enough strength to push him off."Let her go," Grayson said, his voice deadly quiet. "Now."Riley's hand fell away from Honey's wrists. She slumped against the wall, her cheek throbbing, her wrists burning and her heart was pounding out of control."This is a private matter, asshole" Riley started, but Grayson was already moving. Riley had to know who he was speaking to… and no one spoke to Grayson like that. But then again, the rage Riley was in maybe he hadn't worked it out? Honey tried to remember if Riley and Grayson had ever actually meet before. She didn't do the Christmas parties, so maybe not. Riley didn't com

"I never told you this, but my father is a very wealthy man. Extremely wealthy." The admission felt strange on her tongue after years of hiding it. "I don't talk about it, so no one will link us together. It's important I make it on my own. He has already arranged security for me. I was just stupid enough to leave the building tonight without calling her."Grayson's eyes narrowed slightly, processing this new information. He thought he now knew why Gage Johnson knew Joy Smith. Her father must know Gage."When he finds out Riley hit me," she continued, "There will be hell to pay.""Who is your father?" Grayson asked.Honey hesitated. This was it, the line she'd carefully maintained for years. But after tonight, after he'd saved her from Riley's rage, after all his unexpected protectiveness, he deserved some truth."I can't tell you that. There is no need for you to know." She met his gaze steadily. "But I can tell you he's powerful enough that one phone call from him could destroy Rile