All Chapters of You Buried Your Wife, Mr. Hayes. Now Beg.: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Mira POVWe walked back to the hotel without much talk. Adrian kept his arm around me the whole way. When we got to the suite he shut the door and kissed me hard. His hands were already on the zipper of my dress."Bath," I said against his mouth. "I want you in the tub."He didn't argue. I went into the bathroom and started the water. I poured in the citrus oil until it foamed on top. Steam filled the room fast. I took off the emerald dress and the lace under it. Adrian poured the last of the wine into two glasses and put them on the edge of the tub. By the time he finished undressing I was already in the water. The heat went deep into my muscles.He climbed in across from me. The water rose around us. For a second we just looked at each other through the steam. Then he reached out, grabbed my ankle, and pulled me forward until I was sitting on his thighs."Better?" I asked."Getting there." His hands slid up under the water and held my hips. "You feel good."I kissed him. No rush thi

Alice POV"Throw it to me," he said, with a wide grin on his annoyingly handsome face.I positioned myself the way I had seen him do it and threw the frisbee, but it flew sideways, completely missing Jordan and landing several feet away in the grass.The whole group burst out laughing.I covered my face. "Oh my God, that was so embarrassing."Jordan was laughing so hard that he had to bend over with his hands on his knees."Stop laughing!" I yelled."I'm trying to stop!""No, you are not trying at all!"He walked over, picked up the frisbee, and came back still laughing and wiping a tear from the corner of his eye."You threw it like you were trying to kill someone," he said."I thought you knew I couldn't play, and I was just making mouth.""I did not realize you were completely hopeless."I smacked his arm, and he laughed again, holding his hands up in surrender."Okay, okay, I'm sorry.""No, you are not sorry.""You're right, I'm not sorry," he admitted, grinning without a trace of

Seraphine POV“Well, I was here for a meeting that got canceled, so I thought I’d treat myself to a nice glass of wine. Then I walked in and saw a pretty damsel.”Luke’s annoying voice came from behind me.I closed my eyes and counted to three.Of all the people in this damn hotel, why did it have to be him?Luke. The man I’d made the mistake of sleeping with once, only for him to decide that one night meant he could follow me around forever. As if that wasn’t bad enough, we were also rivals in the industry. He’d actually tried to pressure me into handing over my company because we had sex.I’d never wanted to slap someone so badly in my life.“Then go talk to the pretty damsel and leave me alone,” I said, taking another sip of my wine.“Pretty sure you know you’re the damsel I’m talking about.”I rolled my eyes.“Unless you’re planning to develop some common sense tonight, I suggest you find someone else to annoy.”He chuckled and moved closer. I caught his reflection in the mirror b

Seraphine's POV"Ugh, my head!"I pressed both hands against my temples and squeezed my eyes shut. Even the small movement of turning my head sent pain shooting behind my eyes.What the hell happened to me last night?I tried to sit up, but the room tilted, so I grabbed the sheets until everything stopped spinning. After a few seconds, I reached around the bed for my phone.Where is the damn thing?I pulled the pillow aside, checked beneath the blanket, and finally found it buried between the sheets.There was a message from Bella.*What time are we leaving, ma'am?*I frowned and checked the time. It was 12:47 p.m.My eyes widened."What the hell?"I threw the blanket aside and scrambled out of bed.How did I sleep this late? I was supposed to get the remaining paperwork signed and fly back to the States. Instead, I was still in bed, looking like someone had run me over.I grabbed my toiletries and hurried into the bathroom.The moment I looked in the mirror, I stopped. My hair was a

Alice POV "Hello," I said, giving everyone in the living room a shy wave. Jordan had invited me over, but he forgot to mention that I'd be meeting his entire family. I honestly thought he lived alone. Maybe he'd told me before, but I couldn't remember. I was usually too busy admiring his face to pay attention to anything else. Now I stood in front of his family in a short skirt and a backless blouse that was almost transparent. Thank God I'd worn a cardigan over it. Without it, I'd have died of embarrassment. "Alice, right?" an older woman asked, walking toward me with a smile. "Yes, ma'am." "I'm Jordan's mother. It's lovely to finally meet you. Jordan has told us so much about you." I glanced at him. "All good things, I hope." "Mostly," a man sitting on the sofa replied with a wink. I laughed while Jordan covered his face with one hand. "Dad, please." His father chuckled. "What? I haven't said anything!" "Yet," Jordan muttered. Two guys sitting on the other s