Todos los capítulos de Naked Diaries : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 7

CHAPTER 2BELLA I woke up in a bed that was too big and too soft and for a second I forgot where I was, and then the glass wall and the city and the quiet of a place that didn’t smell like my old kitchen all came back at once and I sat up so fast my head spun. My clothes from last night were gone and I was in a thin white shirt that wasn’t mine. I got out of the bed and went straight to the door.The handle turned. The door opened onto the same wide living room from last night, all marble and dark wood and morning light, and Dominic was already there in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled, standing by the table like he’d been waiting for me to wake up and come looking for a way out.“Good morning, Bella,” he said, and he still didn’t raise his voice.I stopped in the doorway and I pulled the shirt down over my thighs and I said, “Where are my clothes?”“Gone,” he said. “You’ll wear what I put out for you.”“That’s not a rule I agreed to.”“You didn’t agree to any of this,” he said.

CHAPTER 4BELLAI stared at him. “Here?”“Here,” he said. “You can’t just—”“I can,” he said, quiet as ever. “You came on my tongue twenty minutes ago. Now you’re going to take me down your throat and you’re going to look at me while you do it. Knees, Bella.”I went down.“Open.”I opened my mouth and he unzipped. He was already hard and heavy and he rubbed the head over my lower lip.“Wrap your hand around the base. Good. Now take what you can.”I took him in and he was thick and hot. My jaw stretched. He exhaled like he’d been holding that breath since the gala. “That’s it,” he said. “Eyes up. Don’t hide in the work.”I looked up and he pushed deeper and I gagged and my eyes watered and he pulled back just enough for me to drag air in. “I can’t,” I said, voice wrecked already.“You can,” he said. “Again.”I took him again and he threaded his fingers into my hair, not yanking, just holding me where he wanted me, and he started to move in short strokes that hit the back of my throat.

CHAPTER 6BELLAThe penthouse filled with people after eleven even though his precious schedule said I should’ve been in bed, and he told me that as the host I’d stay on his arm until he decided otherwise. I was in another dress he’d chosen, black again, and his hand found the small of my back the way it always did, and I was still tender from the desk when the elevator opened and a voice I hadn’t heard in two years said my name.“Bella?”I turned and it was Marcus, older in the face, same easy smile, and my stomach dropped because the last time I saw him I still lived in a walk-up and thought love was something you could keep if you were careful. “Marcus,” I said. “What are you doing here?”“A colleague dragged me,” he said, and he looked at Dominic’s hand on me and then back at my face. “You look different. Good different. I’ve been trying to find you since your old number died.”Dominic’s fingers pressed once against my spine. I kept my voice light because the room was full. “I mov