บททั้งหมดของ Spicy Desires : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Gia stared at her a little shocked, like she had missed something. Then the shock quickly vanished as her eyes trailed slowly from Charlotte’s hair down to her apron, taking in every detail with a subtle curl of her lip.Charlotte only raised one eyebrow, not saying a word.Gia cleared her throat and adjusted herself on the chair. She crossed one leg over the other with practiced confidence, her red-painted fingers tapping lightly on the table as if Charlotte was there to answer to her. Charlotte pushed the mug of coffee forward. It slid a little on the table and stopped right in front of Gia. Then Charlotte pulled the chair opposite her and sat, folding her hands across her chest.Her eyebrow remained raised.Charlotte looked at the other woman expectantly. Needing her to talk fast and just go away.With a bitchy release of a haughty dramatic sigh. “Well, there you are. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time,” she said, her tone cold and smooth.Charlotte stayed silent.She stare

“Why do we have to dissolve our agreement?” Erica asked with a raised eyebrow.There were six people now sitting in Leo’s office on the top floor of the club.The room itself was large, wide, and filled with a cool evening glow from the tall glass windows behind Leo’s desk. The lights were dimmed slightly, giving the whole office a warm golden tone. The faint bass of music from the club below vibrated through the walls, but not loud enough to interrupt their conversation.Erica, V, and Dominic were seated on the long black couch near the left wall. They were each touching each other in some way. V’s hand on Erica’s thigh, Dominic’s fingers tracing lazy patterns on V’s arm. They looked alert, tense, and strangely united, like a small defensive unit preparing to ward off and fight anyone who challenged them or came between them.Johnny sat alone on a single couch directly in front of them, legs spread, elbows on his knees, hands clasped. His expression was tight, his shoulders high and

Charlotte was putting on her red shoes when her phone rang.“I will be down right now" she said into the phone.She ended the call, placed her phone aside, and stood up straight. She adjusted the strap of the shoes, making sure the buckle stayed firm and didn’t slide. Her room smelled like warm vanilla from the candle she lit earlier. She loved that smell. It made her feel soft, pretty and calm.She walked to her mirror and smoothed her short red dress over her hips. It hugged her curves perfectly. It wasn't too tight and it wasn't too loose. The fabric shimmered gently each time she moved and molded against her soft curves.She let her blonde hair down, running her fingers through the soft waves. She applied mascara to her eyelashes and a little lip gloss, just enough to make her lips shine. Then she picked up her perfume, sprayed it on her neck, her wrists, and behind her knees.She wore her silver hand chain, then another small silver chain around her ankle. Finally, she opened the

“One drink,” he coaxed, sounding like a salesman. “There are things I'd like us to talk about”“If you’re going to ask me again to change my mind, the answer is no,” she said sharply. “You should go seek a woman who’s into the same stuff you like”Pure common sense.But George's wasn’t common.His eyes slid up and down her body in a slow, disgusting eye-fuck that made her stomach curl… in a bad way.“I’d rather have you,” he said.“And I was clear that I am not interested,” she snapped. “I couldn’t be clearer about what I do or don’t want.”He didn't seem used to the word no. Being a CEO of a large and successful company, men like him probably rarely did. They believed they could buy, negotiate, or dominate their way into anything.He leaned closer. “I could make you crave it.”“What?”“I could teach you to like pain. To crave and want it”She stared at him like he had grown two heads. “Thanks, but no thanks.”She moved to walk around him, but he blocked her path yet again.His lips t

Johnny stood fixed to the same spot. He watched Charlotte cry in front of him. He watched her pull away from him. He watched her run off in tears.It made his mind restless.It broke his heart to see her in such a state. And it broke him more to know that he was the cause of it all.For a long moment, he could not even move his legs. He didn't know what to do. His chest felt too tight. He was stuck somewhere between regret and anger… angry at himself for leading her on, angry at the stupid choices he made, angry at the past that kept coming back to ruin everything for him.Heaving a sigh, he finally forced himself to move toward the cab. Charlotte sat inside with her face turned away from him. She was wiping the tears from her eyes.He knocked on the window lightly.“Charlotte baby” he said, almost in a whisper. “Roll it down. Let's talk”She didn’t.She didn’t even spare him a glance.She said something to the cab driver. The cab man nodded and slowly, and pulled into the road.Joh