All Chapters of SWEET TEMPTATION: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CHAPTER 1CAROLDirty old pig, firing me just because I refused to sleep with him.What do men think of themselves nowadays? That they can just come along and dispose of us however they want, simply because they know we need a job?Well, it’s not like it was the best job anyway; being a waitress in a bar wasn’t exactly a big deal. I graduated in Real Estate, and yet, how did I end up as a waitress? Just great.I kept walking down the street through St. James’s Park, letting my thoughts distract me from all the problems I had to face now. I made a quick stop at a coffee shop to buy a cappuccino and some donuts. I’d eat them at home while I figured out what to do.As I was leaving the place, my phone started ringing. I pulled it out of my bag and looked at the screen: great, I wanted her to drop the subject already; it wasn’t right. Seeing her name, I answered.“Hi, Susan,” I said, resuming my walk.“Am I interrupting something?”“No, don’t worry, it hasn’t been a good day.”“What happe

CHAPTER 3CAROLAfter arriving at my small apartment, which was more like an art studio, I changed into something more comfortable. It didn’t take long before Susan arrived.“Mmm! These are delicious.”“Yeah, you’re right. I needed something sweet to sweeten my day. By the way, I ran into your father today.”Susan stopped chewing; her perfectly plucked eyebrows rose in surprise.“Long story. It was pure chance…” I waved my hand to brush it off. “He asked me to tell you to call him.”She watched me for a moment longer before continuing to eat her chocolate donut.“I swear I’m going to end up gaining weight if I keep this up.” I laughed. The girl had an incredible body and never gained a pound.“Sure!”Susan was beautiful: a natural blonde with a killer body and beautiful blue eyes, just like her mother’s. Or so I had seen in the photographs she had shown me, though she looked more like her father.“So, what happened?” Susan watched me from the other end of the sofa as she popped anothe

CHAPTER 5CAROL“Damn, what a horrible, annoying noise,” I stretch out my hand and switch off my hateful alarm clock. “I swear I’m going to buy a better one,” I mutter.Who on earth likes waking up at six in the morning? Not me. I hate getting up early. I drag my heavy body to the edge of the bed and stand up. Today would be my first day at my new job as the secretary for the owner of the company; even though it was Thursday, it was fine—any day is a good day to start a new job.The first thing I do is head to the kitchen to make my coffee. I turn on the coffee maker, add the beans, and let it brew while I go to the bathroom: I brush my teeth, adjust the shower temperature, put my hair in a high bun, take off my clothes, and step in.The sound of the machine tells me the coffee is ready, so I step out. I wrap my body in a towel and go for my daily dose of caffeine; I know I’ll need it today more than ever.I check my closet looking for something to wear; I settle on a black and white

CHAPTER 7CAROLI practically run out of his office. I get up to date with everything related to the real estate firm. I sent him my number and my email. As his secretary, I could see how busy he was: houses, apartments, restaurants, and hotels being sold. Answering emails for people who wanted to sell their properties was quite entertaining; also the contracts with investors, which was the part I liked most because I knew I was helping him.I noticed that Will was planning to buy a hotel with an included restaurant; he had a long list of suggestions to review and select from. He had an appointment at two with Mr. Cardoval at his hotel on the outskirts of London, in Brighton. That would take him all day. The idea of not seeing him until the next day discouraged me.I was so concentrated that I didn’t realice the time until Marta stopped at my desk.“Hi… I was wondering if you’d like to go to lunch.”I blink a few times to refresh my brain. It’s eleven-forty-five.“Sure! I didn’t reali

​CHAPTER 9​WILL​What the hell was I thinking when I stole Susan’s keys to Carol’s apartment? Showing up at her place like some kind of animal... I think I let myself get carried away by that conversation I overheard Susan having. Seeing her with another man last night—someone who wasn’t me—was an image that clouded my every sense. Then, she didn't answer my texts, confirming that what I’d heard was true.​Dammit, I didn't understand why I was acting this way. Carol wasn't for me; she’s barely a girl... Though seeing her like that, so sensual and sexy in those pink panties and that short t-shirt—hell, I was hard as a rock in seconds. Not losing control and taking her right there on the kitchen island was the hardest challenge I’ve ever faced.​Now, what I couldn't wrap my head around was why Carol was alone instead of having company; I’d find the answers to that soon enough. That little girl—though she was anything but little—was undoing me. I couldn’t get her scent out of my mind, t