All Chapters of In Love With The Wrong Man : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“It’s just a condo,” he replied humbly as he led me through the living room and toward a hallway. We walked up two flights of stairs to the top floor. He opened a door and waved his arm out for me to enter.I cautiously entered as though I may make the fancy home dirty. I entered a massive master suite. A giant, black bed with an intricate wood headboard sprawled out in the middle of the room against the wall. A massive flat screen hung on the wall across from it. A door stood open, revealing a large en-suite. Straight ahead, were huge windows sprawling from floor to ceiling with two glass doors in the middle. Behind the glass, I could see a balcony.I gasped as I stepped toward the doors. “You have a balcony!”I walked across the room, pulling the doors open and walking out onto the silver balcony. It was wide and long with a couple lounging chairs and a plant decorating it. I stepped to the railing and wrapped my fingers around the hot metal. I stared out at the lush gardens, green p

I chewed my cheek as I studied his his begging face. I might as well give in because I knew I would do practically anything this man asked. He had some kind of spell over me. I had never been so drawn to a man in my life before. It excited me and terrified me at the same time as I didn't understand it. "If I die," I drew out slowly, "my death is on you." He laughed and it was an absolutely amazing sound. "I'll bear that in mind." After breakfast, we drove to Sammy’s Skydiving. I stared with unease at the tiny building, but Preston assured me it was completely safe. He held my hand and led me into the building with confidence. Sammy himself greeted us enthusiastically as he spoke to Preston about the current, perfect conditions for a jump and heights and equipment I had never head of. My hand tightened on Preston’s as my nerves began to mount within me. He glanced at me occasionally, giving me a reassuring smile and my hand a gentle squeeze. “This is my friend, Kendra.” Preston glan

“No,” he quickly replied. “You?”A pain hit my heart and I took a moment to breathe before answering. “I had a brother, but he’s gone.”“I’m sorry,” he said softly, and I could hear the honesty in his words. It’s like he connected with it somehow. He had no idea of the circumstances and hardly knew me, yet he sympathized with something that had obviously caused me pain.I shrugged and repeated his earlier words. “We all die.”“We need to get out of this dark slump,” he hollered as he ran his hand through his hair and shook it into a messy, yet perfect display around his face.“How do you get your hair so perfect?” I asked with a smile.He chuckled as he threw his head down and back up. He ran his hand through his hair again and somehow it was absolutely perfect once again. “You like it, do you?” he asked with a wink and a silly model pose.I laughed as I covered my face with my hands. “You’re too much!”“Mmhmm,” he drew out as I peeked at him through my fingers. He flipped his hair and

Preston parked in front of my apartment and came around to open my door. He took my hand, helping me out of the sports car. He tossed the door shut as I stood against his car looking at him and wishfully thinking this day wouldn’t have to end. “Thank you, Kendra,” he said softly as he turned toward me. “I had an amazing day.” I smiled warmly at him as I nodded my head. “Me too.” His green eyes held a touch of sadness as he took a long look at me. His eyes wandered toward my apartment and his face began to harden and his smile faded. He took a step back and gave me a wave. “Goodbye, Kendra.” “Bye,” I whispered back as I stood from the sports car and walked slowly to my apartment. I heard his sports car back up and I turned to watch it leave. It felt like he took a piece of me with him when he left. I drew in a long breath. This was ridiculous. He had paid me for sex. The money he gave me in my purse was proof of that. I wasn’t his girlfriend. I wasn’t a girl he was even interested

Voices suddenly began ringing out and I tried to sit up. Hands pushed me back down and I looked panicked at them. Random people I didn't know hovered over me, telling me to relax and stay down. I looked at them in confusion over what was wrong. Was something wrong with me? Why did they look so panicked?Tricia suddenly broke through the crowd, screaming for someone to call 911 as she ran over to me."Kenda!" she cried out as she sat down next to me in her dress. "What happened to you?"The last couple minutes flashed before me. My eyes darted around the crowd but Dominic and Scott were nowhere to be seen."Kendra!" Tricia cried out again. "What happened?"I turned toward her, wetting my lips as I tried to sit up again. "I just tripped in these stupid heels and hit my head. I'm fine.""You are not fine!" she scoffed as she pressed me back down. "Just stay put. You have a nasty gash on your forehead, sweetie. We're going to get you help.""I don't need help," I insisted."My God!" Scott'