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1,778,982	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1778933}'	No	2024-05-08 18:44	active	760	1599077967545844	Read More	She signed the divorce papers and left without taking her phone. He checked her phone and got floored at the message: Please come tomorrow for another prenatal care checkup!<br /> =============<br /> <br /> Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns<br /> <br /> Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. <br /> <br /> All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom."<br /> <br /> Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?"<br /> <br /> Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. <br /> <br /> Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. <br /> <br /> At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. <br /> <br /> They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. <br /> <br /> It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. <br /> <br /> Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. <br /> <br /> After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. <br /> <br /> Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. <br /> <br /> Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. <br /> <br /> Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. <br /> <br /> In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. <br /> <br /> She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. <br /> <br /> Just then, Mitchel’s phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. <br /> <br /> Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. <br /> <br /> She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? <br /> <br /> Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. <br /> <br /> He was something to see now. <br /> <br /> "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. <br /> <br /> What? He was on his way out? At this hour? <br /> <br /> Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late."<br /> <br /> Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up."<br /> <br /> With that, he headed for the door. <br /> <br /> "Mitchel."<br /> <br /> Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. <br /> <br /> Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. <br /> <br /> "What's the matter?"<br /> <br /> There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. <br /> <br /> A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?"<br /> <br /> Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. <br /> <br /> "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. <br /> <br /> Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. <br /> <br /> After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. <br /> <br /> A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. <br /> <br /> However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. <br /> <br /> The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today."<br /> <br /> Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. <br /> <br /> Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. <br /> <br /> Mitchel was the man in the picture! <br /> <br /> So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? <br /> <br /> This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. <br /> <br /> Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. <br /> <br /> The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. <br /> <br /> "Hello!"<br /> <br /> It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. <br /> <br /> Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. <br /> <br /> She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. <br /> <br /> The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. <br /> <br /> Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. <br /> <br /> Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. <br /> <br /> The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. <br /> <br /> Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. <br /> <br /> Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. <br /> <br /> It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. <br /> <br /> After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks.<br /> <br /> At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. <br /> <br /> Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. <br /> <br /> All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel?<br /> <br /> Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. <br /> <br /> It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. <br /> <br /> Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? <br /> <br /> She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. <br /> <br /> She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. <br /> <br /> "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?"<br /> <br /> The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. <br /> <br /> "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. <br /> <br /> "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?"<br /> <br /> "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. <br /> <br /> "You know what, forget it!"<br /> <br /> The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. <br /> <br /> They were talking about her as if she were an object. <br /> <br /> Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. <br /> <br /> Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. <br /> <br /> "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?"<br /> <br /> "Yes."<br /> <br /> "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her."<br /> <br /> Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..."<br /> <br /> Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. <br /> <br /> Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. <br /> <br /> The woman was indeed Lauren! <br /> <br /> Absence made the heart grow fonder! <br /> <br /> Every word drove a knife into her heart. <br /> <br /> Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. <br /> <br /> She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. <br /> <br /> "Raegan?"<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Chapter 2 One-sided Love<br /> <br /> Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. <br /> <br /> Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!"<br /> <br /> Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. <br /> <br /> Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. <br /> <br /> Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? <br /> <br /> With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it."<br /> <br /> Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. <br /> <br /> Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. <br /> <br /> It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?"<br /> <br /> Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. <br /> <br /> To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. <br /> <br /> Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. <br /> <br /> In the elevator. <br /> <br /> Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. <br /> <br /> She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. <br /> <br /> Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. <br /> <br /> She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. <br /> <br /> Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. <br /> <br /> She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. <br /> <br /> Several employees were chatting inside. <br /> <br /> "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back."<br /> <br /> "And who is that?"<br /> <br /> "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!"<br /> <br /> "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?"<br /> <br /> "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!"<br /> <br /> Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. <br /> <br /> The love was one-sided. <br /> <br /> "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?"<br /> <br /> A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. <br /> <br /> Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. <br /> <br /> The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. <br /> <br /> With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?"<br /> <br /> Raegan said nothing to that. <br /> <br /> Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe it’s time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool."<br /> <br /> Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself."<br /> <br /> "You..."<br /> <br /> Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. <br /> <br /> The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. <br /> <br /> Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. <br /> <br /> Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?"<br /> <br /> It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. <br /> <br /> She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..."<br /> <br /> Tessa was silenced by Raegan’s shove. <br /> <br /> Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. <br /> <br /> Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!"<br /> <br /> Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness."<br /> <br /> Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. <br /> <br /> Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. <br /> <br /> Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. <br /> <br /> This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. <br /> <br /> Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. <br /> <br /> Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?"<br /> <br /> These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. <br /> <br /> "That's enough!"<br /> <br /> Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. <br /> <br /> The entire room fell silent. <br /> <br /> "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. <br /> <br /> But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me."<br /> <br /> The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. <br /> <br /> Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. <br /> <br /> Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?"<br /> <br /> His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. <br /> <br /> No one dared to make a sound at this moment. <br /> <br /> Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. <br /> <br /> When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. <br /> <br /> Raegan could understand why he took this stand. <br /> <br /> However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. <br /> <br /> Was she truly insignificant to him?<br /> <br /> Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. <br /> <br /> Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. <br /> <br /> Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. <br /> <br /> "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you."<br /> <br /> Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..."<br /> <br /> "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. <br /> <br /> She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. <br /> <br /> "You..."<br /> <br /> Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. <br /> <br /> Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! <br /> <br /> The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. <br /> <br /> Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!"<br /> <br /> Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. <br /> <br /> "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. <br /> <br /> As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. <br /> <br /> Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson."<br /> <br /> "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. <br /> <br /> Tessa trembled at once. <br /> <br /> With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone."<br /> <br /> The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. <br /> <br /> She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..."<br /> <br /> Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards."<br /> <br /> Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here."<br /> <br /> Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please."<br /> <br /> It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. <br /> <br /> They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. <br /> <br /> Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. <br /> <br /> Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. <br /> <br /> Closing hour soon rolled by. <br /> <br /> Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. <br /> <br /> He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home."<br /> <br /> Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. <br /> <br /> She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. <br /> <br /> In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. <br /> <br /> How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? <br /> <br /> Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. <br /> <br /> All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. <br /> <br /> Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. <br /> <br /> Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. <br /> <br /> Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. <br /> <br /> In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. <br /> <br /> Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. <br /> <br /> Did he come to pick her up? <br /> <br /> At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. <br /> <br /> Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? <br /> <br /> The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. <br /> <br /> Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. <br /> <br /> Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. <br /> <br /> Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. <br /> <br /> Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. <br /> <br /> This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Chapter 3 Let's Divorce<br /> <br /> Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. <br /> <br /> It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. <br /> <br /> Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. <br /> <br /> She was Lauren. <br /> <br /> Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. <br /> <br /> She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. <br /> <br /> Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?"<br /> <br /> Raegan was stunned for a moment. <br /> <br /> She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. <br /> <br /> After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay."<br /> <br /> She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. <br /> <br /> At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. <br /> <br /> Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. <br /> <br /> Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. <br /> <br /> When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. <br /> <br /> The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. <br /> <br /> Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. <br /> <br /> Love could move mountains, they said. <br /> <br /> Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. <br /> <br /> It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. <br /> <br /> As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. <br /> <br /> His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. <br /> <br /> Raegan froze for a moment. <br /> <br /> Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? <br /> <br /> Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. <br /> <br /> "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. <br /> <br /> Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. <br /> <br /> There were five missed calls from Mitchel. <br /> <br /> This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. <br /> <br /> Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! <br /> <br /> Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. <br /> <br /> But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring."<br /> <br /> Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours."<br /> <br /> After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. <br /> <br /> He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. <br /> <br /> "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. <br /> <br /> He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. <br /> <br /> Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. <br /> <br /> Would they have a future? <br /> <br /> Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?"<br /> <br /> The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. <br /> <br /> Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce."<br /> <br /> "What do you mean?"<br /> <br /> Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. <br /> <br /> "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon."<br /> <br /> Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. <br /> <br /> "We will be strangers?"<br /> <br /> Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?"<br /> <br /> His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. <br /> <br /> Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. <br /> <br /> Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. <br /> <br /> His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... <br /> <br /> After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again."<br /> <br /> After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. <br /> <br /> How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. <br /> <br /> Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. <br /> <br /> It was high time she stopped being a fool. <br /> <br /> Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. <br /> <br /> The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. <br /> <br /> Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. <br /> <br /> His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..."<br /> <br /> "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now."<br /> <br /> A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. <br /> <br /> Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. <br /> <br /> Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. <br /> <br /> He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. <br /> <br /> "Stop this, will you?"<br /> <br /> A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. <br /> <br /> He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. <br /> <br /> "You have a fever?"<br /> <br /> Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. <br /> <br /> This made the whole situation complicated. <br /> <br /> Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. <br /> <br /> Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?"<br /> <br /> The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. <br /> <br /> He then headed for the elevator. <br /> <br /> In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?"<br /> <br /> "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course."<br /> <br /> "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. <br /> <br /> Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital.<br /> <br /> Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. <br /> <br /> "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. <br /> <br /> He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. <br /> <br /> "Put me down! 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1,778,205	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1778238}'	No	2024-05-08 18:35	active	760	848823353751039	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"God, you're so wet for me, Tinkerbell," he growls in my ear, and I shiver at the sound.<br /> "You like being drilled by a stranger in the middle of a club?"<br /> I can't deny it. The very idea both terrifies and arouses me. When I don't push him away, he smiles.<br /> ————————<br /> SUMMER<br /> Pressed against the wall of the nightclub, the good-looking stranger pecks me. Tipsy and disoriented, my heart races with a mix of uncertainty and desire. I never expected my night to take such a thrilling turn.<br /> Sweat clings to my skin as the crowded club pulsates around us on this hot summer night. Loud music drowns out any semblance of conversation while flashing lights create an electrifying atmosphere, amplifying the raw energy that courses through my veins.<br /> As we remain locked in our forbidden embrace, I'm acutely aware of how out of character this is for me. Yet, there's something so undeniably exciting about living on the edge, if only for a brief moment in time. The danger and uncertainty, combined with the allure of this mysterious stranger, have awakened a long-dormant fire.<br /> The stranger's hands greedily explore my body's curves, leaving fire trails on my flushed skin. His tall frame towers over me, dark hair framing intense blue eyes that seem to pierce my very soul. Tattoos snake their way up his muscular arms, and even though I can't hear him speak over the pounding bass, the memory of his Irish accent as he drew me into this darkened corner sends shivers down my spine.<br /> Our lips collide again, and every nerve in my body awakens with a mix of hesitation, excitement, and nervousness. The sensation is intoxicating – something I've never felt before. It's as if we're dancing on the edge of a precipice, teetering between wicked and desire, and I'm powerless to resist the pull.<br /> His fingers trace the contours of my hips, pressing into my flesh with a possessiveness that terrifies and thrills me. My breath hitches in my throat as he tugs at the hem of my dress, exposing more of my quivering skin to his ravenous touch. I should be afraid, but instead, I crave more of this deliciously wrong connection.<br /> As our pecks deepen, I find myself lost in the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me. The seductive dance of our tongues mirrors the chaos in my mind, each stroke sending electric jolts through my veins.<br /> What am I doing?<br /> Is this really who I want to be?<br /> Even as these thoughts race through my head, my body betrays me, responding eagerly to his every touch. I feel my heart pounding, not just from the exertion but from the thrill of the unknown. This man, this enigma who has captured my attention and ensnared me in his web of desire, holds a power over me that I can't explain.<br /> "What's your name?" I pant, wanting to know more about this stranger who has awakened such primal urges, but the cacophony of the nightclub drowns out my voice. He only smirks in response, his eyes never leaving mine, bewitching me within their depths.<br /> I'm terrified.<br /> This dark, brooding stranger has unlocked a part of me that has long been hidden away, and as much as I know I should be afraid, all I can think about is how alive I finally feel as his fingers trail up my thigh, sending shivers down my spine. My breath catches in my throat, my heart racing with anticipation and uncertainty.<br /> "Wait," I whisper, suddenly feeling the weight of our actions through the drunken haze that has descended on me from too many glasses of cheap Chardonnay. "Your name..."<br /> Something wicked and alluring dances in his blue gaze. Without breaking eye contact, he pushes my panties aside. My body tenses at the unexpected intrusion. For a moment, I feel vulnerable, exposed, and scared, but then his fingers find their target, and my resistance melts away.<br /> "Ah!" The sensation is intense, a mix of pleasure and pain as he works his fingers inside me. I cling to him, my hands gripping his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin through the fabric of his tight black shirt. He holds me against the wall, one hand pinning me by the waist while the other sends waves of pleasure coursing through my body.<br /> I gasp, my head falling back against the wall as he picks up the pace, expertly teasing and tormenting me. My leg wraps around his waist instinctively, drawing him closer, my hips grinding against his hand in a desperate search for more of that intoxicating sensation.<br /> Raising an eyebrow in question, as if challenging me to admit just how much I crave his touch. I nod, unable to form words, and he rewards me with another delicious thrust of his fingers.<br /> Around us, the club-goers are lost in their own world of revelry, utterly oblivious to the scandalous exchange just inches from them. A tangled mass of sweaty bodies writhes on the dance floor, consumed by the pulsing beat of the music. Drinks clink, laughter rings out, and it's as if we exist in our own secret bubble, hidden from the judgmental eyes of the world.<br /> "God, you're so wet for me, Tinkerbell," he growls in my ear, and I shiver at the sound. His voice is dark and commanding, a dangerous edge that weakens my knees. "You like being drilled by a stranger in the middle of a club?"<br /> I can't deny it. The very idea both terrifies and arouses me. As much as I want to pull away, to escape this intoxicating dance of desire and danger, I find myself giving into the temptation completely.<br /> When I don't push him away, he smiles. It's sinister, and it touches a part of me that I know I should run from.<br /> But I don't.<br /> "Good girl," he purrs, sending a hot thrill down my spine. And with that, I surrender to the darkness, allowing him to take control, to push me further than I've ever dared to go before.<br /> When his body goes slack, he leans his forehead against mine, his hot breath mingling with my panting. We stay like that for a moment, him buried inside me, neither of us aware of the reality around us, time entirely lost to us.<br /> Knowing what I've just done crashes around me like a thunderstorm. I've just had unprotected with a stranger in a club in front of hundreds of people.<br /> He pulls back, that sinful smile on his face as he does up his fly.<br /> "Thanks, Tinks. I needed that."<br /> As abruptly as he entered my life, he now walks away, disappearing into the throng of club-goers without so much as a backward glance. The emptiness left in his wake engulfs me entirely, an inexplicable mixture of satisfaction and confusion swirling around inside. He had been everything I both feared and craved – and yet he vanished as quickly as a shadow in the night.<br /> My heart pounds erratically in my chest, caught between the exhilaration of what just transpired and the anguish of knowing it might never happen again. Why can't I shake this feeling? This insatiable longing for a man I don't even know?<br /> I mutter, shoving my dress down and looking around to see if anyone is looking at me.<br /> They aren't. Or if they are, they aren't doing so overtly.<br /> Wiggling my panties back into place, I feel the dampness pool, and I shudder.<br /> What have I done?<br /> Feeling nauseous with the booze and the knowledge of my actions, I lean against the cool wall, trying to catch my breath and make sense of the overwhelming mix of emotions coursing through me. The taste of him still lingers on my lips, a bittersweet reminder of what just transpired in this dim corner of the club.<br /> Tinkerbell, he'd called me, his Irish accent making the words sound like a deliciously wicked incantation. A shiver runs down my spine as I remember the way he'd looked at me, his intense blue eyes seeming to pierce through every layer of my defenses, laying my darkest desires.<br /> "Summer?" I hear my name being called faintly over the cacophony, snapping me out of my reverie. It's my friend. Her voice tinged with concern. I know she must be wondering where I've been, why I disappeared so suddenly – but how could I possibly explain the truth to her? How could I put into words the intensity of my encounter with the enigmatic stranger?<br /> "Summer, let's go home," Amelia says, finding me. "I'm way past drunk."<br /> "Same." I nod, eager to escape the oppressive atmosphere of the club. As we make our way through the throngs of people, I glance back one last time, my eyes scanning the crowd for any glimpse of him. But he's gone, vanished like a ghost into the night.<br /> "Are you okay?" Amelia asks, her worried gaze fixed on me.<br /> I force a smile, trying to mask the turmoil within.<br /> "Fine," I lie, my voice barely audible above the din. "I'm fine."<br /> But as we step out into the cool night air, I can't shake the feeling that something has changed forever – that I've crossed a line from which there's no turning back. Part of that is fueled by beverage, hunger for the dangerous taste of forbidden desire, now awakened and impossible to ignore.<br /> ---<br /> Waking up with a raging thirst, a banging head and stiff legs, I moan against the light pouring into my bedroom through a crack in the curtains.<br /> Celebrating my twenty-fifth birthday yesterday had been a mistake. I should've stayed home, knowing I had work today.<br /> Half an hour later, and not a moment too soon, I race into the store, brushing down my clothes.<br /> "Morning, Summer," my coworker Jess greets me. "Ready for another fun-filled day?"<br /> "Thrilled," I reply sarcastically, forcing a smile. We exchange pleasantries, but my mind is elsewhere, filled with shame and lingering thoughts of Irish. That's his name now. I can't keep thinking of him as a stranger. It's unappealing and makes me edgy.<br /> "Hey, are you okay?" Jess asks concern etched on her face. "You seem off."<br /> "Long night," I admit, not wanting to divulge the details of my one-night stand. "Just need more coffee, I guess."<br /> "Ah, the hangover cure-all," she jokes, attempting to lighten the mood. "Well, hang in there. You've got this."<br /> "Thanks, Jess," I say, grateful for her support.<br /> Foregoing more coffee on my delicate stomach, I get straight to work, needing the distraction. But as I fold clothes and help customers, Irish's face haunts me. His touch lingers on my skin like a phantom caress, stirring up a risky mix of desire and guilt.<br /> I force my attention back to work, determined not to let my personal turmoil affect my performance. Customers come and go, their questions and needs pulling me out of my head for brief moments. But each time the store quiets down, the ghost of Irish returns, taunting me with his memory.<br /> As the hours drag on, my feet ache from standing, my head pounds, and I'm hungry at the same time as nauseous. I wonder if my one reckless night with the enigmatic Irishman might somehow be a twisted blessing in disguise – a chance to break free from the shackles of my mundane existence and embrace the tantalizing allure of danger and desire.<br /> As I finish restocking the shelves and return to the sales floor, I can't shake the feeling that I'm teetering on the edge of something life-changing. Despite knowing I should forget about Irish and move on with my life, part of me wonders if our paths will cross again – and what dark secrets he's hiding beneath that charming exterior.<br /> The afternoon sun casts long shadows on the store floor, and I feel like they're closing in on me. My thoughts keep drifting back to Irish, no matter how hard I try to focus on my tasks.<br /> "Excuse me," a customer says, bringing me back to reality. "Can you help me find a shirt that matches this tie?"<br /> "Of course," I reply, forcing a cheerful smile. We make our way through the maze of clothing racks, my mind racing with questions. Does Irish feel the same way I do? Or has he already moved on to someone else? He seems the type, what with seducing me and then striding off.<br /> "Here you are," I say, handing the man a perfectly matched shirt. He thanks me for my assistance before walking away, leaving me to my turbulent thoughts again.<br /> A shiver runs down my spine as I imagine Irish's eyes locked onto mine, his accent teasing every part of me. The forbidden desire bubbling up refuses to be silenced, even though I know it's dangerous to entertain these fantasies.<br /> "Summer, can you take over at the register?" Jess asks, snapping me out of my reverie.<br /> "Sure, no problem," I respond, stepping behind the counter. As I ring up customers' purchases, my heart flutters with anxiety, wondering if Irish has any regrets about our night together. I can't shake the feeling that there must be something more to him - something darker lurking beneath the surface. He is attracted, but nice guys don't do what he did.<br /> Neither do nice girls.<br /> Cringing at the thoughts, I shake it off. I'm not a yummy yukker. 'You do you' has always been my motto, but it was out of character for me to do what I did last night, and it will probably take me a while to get over the guilt I feel.<br /> Smiling at the young woman, I ring up her goods and wait for her to pay. She thanks me and leaves, her heady perfume lingering in the air like a ghostly reminder of last night's passion.<br /> "Home time!" Gary calls out, crossing over to me with a smile. "Thank, am I right?"<br /> "Yeah." Giving him a shy smile, I lower my eyes. He's my work crush. He's tall with blonde hair and green eyes that crinkle at the corners when he smiles. I always fluster when he speaks to me, even though he is the friendliest guy going. "I'm exhausted."<br /> "Partied hard last night?" he asks with a twinkle in his eye. "Sorry I couldn't make it, but I had a thing."<br /> "It's okay, and yeah, a bit too much."<br /> My cheeks are hotter than the flames of infernoinferno as I stammer my way out of this conversation with a half-hearted wave, rushing past him to the break room to gather my belongings from my locker. Hoping he didn't hear anything about anything, I will be sure to avoid him for the foreseeable future, just in case.<br /> Stepping outside the store, the evening air is hot and sweaty on my skin as the humidity levels have not dropped.<br /> Glaring at the clear blue sky, I curse it. "Where is the supposed thunderstorm?" I mutter and head for the parking lot, only to be stopped short when I remember I don't have my car; I have the bus.<br /> All I want to do is hurry home, have a cool shower and then, in incognito mode, look up places I can go to get tested, preferably somewhere out of town so no one sees me.<br /> As I walk to the bus stop, surrounded by people finishing their city jobs and leaving the stores as they close, these thoughts of Irish continue to haunt me. I know I should forget about him and move on with my life, but something inside me clings to the hope that he might be the one I've been waiting for. 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1,778,090	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-05-08 18:33	active	760	3849964721954807	Anxiety Relief Day Pass Sale	🌿May is Mental Health Awareness Month🌿<br /> <br /> Treat yourself or someone you love to this much-need mental escape. This luxurious day pass can help to calm your mind and improve your mental well-being by boosting vitamin D levels, serotonin and endorphins. It also calms the nervous system for full-body and mind relaxation.<br /> <br /> This $69 day pass is a $110 value!<br /> <br /> PLEASE READ<br /> The total treatment time is 1.5 hours. When booking online, it will show as 30 minutes, but after you schedule, we will go in and add the other services in with your appointment. :)<br /> <br /> What's included in this day pass? ⬇️<br /> <br /> 🌿 Full-body Light Pod treatment<br /> <br /> 🌿 Whole-body cryotherapy (Can be substituted with localized cryotherapy if needed)<br /> <br /> 🌿 Relaxation oxygen treatment <br /> <br /> 🌿 Compression massage in our relaxing Sanctuary theater.<br /> <br /> 🌿What is the Light Pod?🌿<br /> <br /> Light Pod Therapy is the newest technology in regenerative therapy. <br /> <br /> Thousands of light beams penetrate into every cell in your body. As your cells digest the light, cellular repair begins, recharging your mitochondria and accelerating healing by 4-10 times the normal rate. <br /> <br /> -Just 15 minutes <br /> <br /> ·Feels like soaking up the sun on the beach, only there are zero harmful UV rays <br /> <br /> ·Instant relaxation and happiness<br /> <br /> ·Improves mood disorders <br /> <br /> ·Treats neuropathy<br /> <br /> ·Boosts vitamin D levels<br /> <br /> ·Improves performance<br /> <br /> ·Relieves chronic pain <br /> <br /> ·Reduces inflammation <br /> <br /> ·Feel relief from autoimmune disorders<br /> <br /> ·Improve skin conditions <br /> <br /> ·Reverse signs of aging <br /> <br /> ·Shrink fat cells<br /> <br /> 🌿 What is Relaxation Oxygen? 🌿<br /> <br /> Elevate your wellness game with oxygen therapy infused with essential oils and C----BEEEE--DEE. (Some words are not Facebook-friendly)<br /> <br /> Experience the benefits of pure oxygen and the power of nature with each deep, invigorating breath. Whether you're looking to boost energy levels, reduce stress, or enhance your overall well-being, this innovative therapy has you covered. C----BEEEE--DEE-infused oxygen therapy is very popular with our clients as they notice reduced symptoms of anxiety, stress, pain and depression, plus enhanced relaxation.<br /> <br /> 🌿 What is the Whole-body cryotherapy? 🌿<br /> <br /> Whole-body cryotherapy is a quick, easy and fun treatment! <br /> <br /> You stand in a cryosauna, which looks a lot like a stand-up tanning bed, only your head is sticking up out of the top. For 3 minutes, cool dry air flows over the surface of your skin. Even though we're taking you between 200-300 below zero, the air is so dry that you will hardly feel the cold, and you might not even shiver! <br /> <br /> It's an invigorating, energizing experience. Your body's cold sensors are triggered, even though the air is too dry to penetrate your skin. Your body reacts to the cold temperatures by pulling blood away from your extremities and into your core. (You'll be wearing socks and gloves to protect your fingers and toes!) <br /> <br /> Your vessels constrict, holding the blood from your extremities into your core, causing a boost of nutrients and oxygen to your organs.Your metabolism revs up to protect your core temperature from dropping, resulting in calorie-burning that can last anywhere from 5-8 hours! Endorphins are released into the brain, causing a happy/relaxing sensation. <br /> <br /> Many clients report feeling a natural high or euphoria. Your nervous system is calmed, which gives you a wonderful soothing feeling, and is especially beneficial for those suffering from nerve damage or fibromyalgia.Your serotonin is regulated, which can improve your focus and promote deeper sleep. Most clients notice better sleep after just one session!<br /> <br /> Once your 3 minutes is up, you step out of the cryosauna, and all the nutrient/oxygen enriched blood flows back into your extremities, promoting healing and a major detox as toxins are flushed out from the body. This is very beneficial for your lymphatic system, as we typically take in an overwhelming amount of toxins daily.<br /> <br /> Your skin is now glowing, any pain you had is minimized or diminished completely, you feel refreshed and energized, and the detoxing effects can last for days! <br /> <br /> This can help to clear up all kinds of skin conditions including scarring, acne, eczema, psoriasis and many other ailments.<br /> <br /> Many people use the cryosauna for pain relief, because it causes a major reduction in inflammation. In fact, it was originally developed to treat people suffering from arthritis. <br /> <br /> 🌿 What is a Compression massage? 🌿<br /> <br /> Compression is a relaxing customized massage from your toes up to your thighs that increases lymphatic drainage, reduces inflammation throughout the body, boosts circulation and cuts down recovery time by 3-4 days.<br /> <br /> These boots fill up with air and detect your exact size and shape, and then massage accordingly, giving you a relaxing customized massage.The boots use compression to condense blood into localized areas for seconds at a time, causing higher levels of oxygen into individual muscles in the legs and feet.<br /> <br /> You'll feel relaxed and refreshed!<br /> <br /> Your compression massage and oxygen treatment will be utilized together while you relax in a comfy recliner in our massive theater room with a cozy blanket, heated neck wrap, sound therapy and relaxing nature scenes on the big screen.<br /> <br /> Book your Anxiety Relief Day Pass by calling 817.733.0116 or book online at: <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fdashboard.boulevard.io%2Fbooking%2Fbusinesses%2F12509562-108b-4691-945d-ff29d7cd90e9%2Fwidget%23%2Fvisit-type&h=AT3WocyhBudx5OzIVvjivFYcL9CuzY3jjESSkzTbnVH3OEKqS8qwbn9pXeE_tHpolQ1Tw0bZ1H4x5_uEt_MXWY6P1XFy3jYzPN9aaL4VT3uD86ifmvsWVX7KCoDOO5kX0i9rlkoy9FYVFQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://dashboard.boulevard.io/booking/businesses/12509562-108b-4691-945d-ff29d7cd90e9/widget#/visit-type</a><br /> <br /> When booking online, disregard the pricing it shows. This will be set to $69 in-store at checkout. This special is valid for everyone all-month and has unlimited redemptions.<br /> <br /> 📍We are located at 200 W Northwest Highway, Suite 201. Grapevine, TX 76051 (next door to Redefined Coffee)<br /> <br /> 817.733.0116	EVENT_RSVP	https://www.facebook.com/events/442436538375594/	207458802660959	Cryo-X	https://facebook.com/CryoX	16,110	1	481,576,790,874,380	2024-05-08 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	INTERESTED	Cryo-X	6582432823860	Anxiety Relief Day Pass Sale	NONE	event	🌿May is Mental Health Awareness Month🌿 Treat yourself or someone you love to this much-need mental escape. This luxurious day pass can help to calm your mind and improve your mental well-being by boosting vitamin D levels, serotonin and endorphins. It also calms the nervous system for full-body and mind relaxation. This $69 day pass is a $110 value! PLEASE READ The total treatment time is 1.5 hours. When booking online, it will show as 30 minutes, but after you schedule, we will go in and add the other services in with your appointment. :) What's included in this day pass? ⬇️ 🌿 Full-body Light Pod treatment 🌿 Whole-body cryotherapy (Can be substituted with localized cryotherapy if needed) 🌿 Relaxation oxygen treatment 🌿 Compression massage in our relaxing Sanctuary theater. 🌿What is the Light Pod?🌿 Light Pod Therapy is the newest technology in regenerative therapy. Thousands of light beams penetrate into every cell in your body. As your cells digest the light, cellular repair begins, recharging your mitochondria and accelerating healing by 4-10 times the normal rate. -Just 15 minutes ·Feels like soaking up the sun on the beach, only there are zero harmful UV rays ·Instant relaxation and happiness ·Improves mood disorders ·Treats neuropathy ·Boosts vitamin D levels ·Improves performance ·Relieves chronic pain ·Reduces inflammation ·Feel relief from autoimmune disorders ·Improve skin conditions ·Reverse signs of aging ·Shrink fat cells 🌿 What is Relaxation Oxygen? 🌿 Elevate your wellness game with oxygen therapy infused with essential oils and C----BEEEE--DEE. (Some words are not Facebook-friendly) Experience the benefits of pure oxygen and the power of nature with each deep, invigorating breath. Whether you're looking to boost energy levels, reduce stress, or enhance your overall well-being, this innovative therapy has you covered. C----BEEEE--DEE-infused oxygen therapy is very popular with our clients as they notice reduced symptoms of anxiety, stress, pain and depression, plus enhanced relaxation. 🌿 What is the Whole-body cryotherapy? 🌿 Whole-body cryotherapy is a quick, easy and fun treatment! You stand in a cryosauna, which looks a lot like a stand-up tanning bed, only your head is sticking up out of the top. For 3 minutes, cool dry air flows over the surface of your skin. Even though we're taking you between 200-300 below zero, the air is so dry that you will hardly feel the cold, and you might not even shiver! It's an invigorating, energizing experience. Your body's cold sensors are triggered, even though the air is too dry to penetrate your skin. Your body reacts to the cold temperatures by pulling blood away from your extremities and into your core. (You'll be wearing socks and gloves to protect your fingers and toes!) Your vessels constrict, holding the blood from your extremities into your core, causing a boost of nutrients and oxygen to your organs.Your metabolism revs up to protect your core temperature from dropping, resulting in calorie-burning that can last anywhere from 5-8 hours! Endorphins are released into the brain, causing a happy/relaxing sensation. Many clients report feeling a natural high or euphoria. Your nervous system is calmed, which gives you a wonderful soothing feeling, and is especially beneficial for those suffering from nerve damage or fibromyalgia.Your serotonin is regulated, which can improve your focus and promote deeper sleep. Most clients notice better sleep after just one session! Once your 3 minutes is up, you step out of the cryosauna, and all the nutrient/oxygen enriched blood flows back into your extremities, promoting healing and a major detox as toxins are flushed out from the body. This is very beneficial for your lymphatic system, as we typically take in an overwhelming amount of toxins daily. Your skin is now glowing, any pain you had is minimized or diminished completely, you feel refreshed and energized, and the detoxing effects can last for days! This can help to clear up all kinds of skin conditions including scarring, acne, eczema, psoriasis and many other ailments. Many people use the cryosauna for pain relief, because it causes a major reduction in inflammation. In fact, it was originally developed to treat people suffering from arthritis. 🌿 What is a Compression massage? 🌿 Compression is a relaxing customized massage from your toes up to your thighs that increases lymphatic drainage, reduces inflammation throughout the body, boosts circulation and cuts down recovery time by 3-4 days. These boots fill up with air and detect your exact size and shape, and then massage accordingly, giving you a relaxing customized massage.The boots use compression to condense blood into localized areas for seconds at a time, causing higher levels of oxygen into individual muscles in the legs and feet. You'll feel relaxed and refreshed! Your compression massage and oxygen treatment will be utilized together while you relax in a comfy recliner in our massive theater room with a cozy blanket, heated neck wrap, sound therapy and relaxing nature scenes on the big screen. Book your Anxiety Relief Day Pass by calling 817.733.0116 or book online at: https://dashboard.boulevard.io/booking/businesses/12509562-108b-4691-945d-ff29d7cd90e9/widget#/visit-type When booking online, disregard the pricing it shows. This will be set to $69 in-store at checkout. This special is valid for everyone all-month and has unlimited redemptions. 📍We are located at 200 W Northwest Highway, Suite 201. 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1,778,142	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1778130}'	Yes	2024-05-08 18:34	active	760	457092186843226	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	I hear deep grunts and moans on the other side of the room.<br /> I open the door and the sight before me sends chills to my spine.<br /> My own husband, balls deep in my best friend Chrissy.<br /> "Fine, if that's what you want, so be it. I just hope it was worth destroying our marriage. I'll get my clothes in the morning."<br /> I turned around to leave, not looking back. <br /> ————————<br /> Flashback :<br /> I drove back home in a hurry to make dinner for me and Scott. Today was our second year anniversary, and I can't believe I get to spend the rest of my life with my high school sweetheart, Scott. Scott was the captain of the football team, earning the attention of most girls in our school, not to mention being adored by our teachers. I was the girl who was considered the wallflower, shy and awkward. I never played any sports cause, I was never interested honestly. I was however, an A student, always aced my exams, and made sure to stay out of trouble. Until one day me and Scott partnered up on a history project, and sure enough, we had chemistry and decided to try it out. We decided to go to the same college, with me majoring in Business Management, and him majoring in Engineering.<br /> He proposed on my 19th birthday, of course I was nervous. But why not, I said Yes. Our parents were extremely shocked to say the least. But they were supportive of our decision, and we got married 8 months later. We were happy, at least I thought we were.<br /> End of Flashback.<br /> **<br /> Do you ever get that feeling when you feel like everything you have worked hard for comes crumbling down?<br /> Yup, me too.<br /> I never thought I would ever find myself in this situation but, here we are. We're currently in my lawyer's office finalising our divorce.<br /> 22 years old, and a divorcee. Now this is funny.<br /> "Alright, Mrs Cruise, my client Mr Cruise is willing to give you $500 000 as part of the divorce settlement, as well as leaving the house to you. What do you say?" Said his lawyer, Mr Smith.<br /> " I don't want anything that belongs to him, all I'll take is my clothes and my car."<br /> He's sick in the head if he thinks I'll take any of his flithy money.<br /> " Are you sure? Half a million is a lot to start over Mrs - "<br /> "- I'm sure. I'll be fine. And it's Ms Campbell."<br /> Scott looked at me with an unreadable expression. As if he expected me to accept the settlement.<br /> Ha. Suck on that Cheater.<br /> "Alright then...Ms Campbell. All that's left for you to do is to sign on the dotted line on the first, third, and fourth page."<br /> Mr Smith passed over the papers to me.<br /> I dried down my sweaty hands on my skirt and took the pen that was handed to me. With a shaky breath, I signed on the dotted line. It was happening. I am officially a divorced woman. It's over.<br /> But I couldn't help but feel hurt, hurt that the man who was supposed to love me for all eternity would betray me. With MY BEST FRIEND?!?! Bimbo never saw this coming, not by a long shot, that's for sure.<br /> I'm standing outside the courtyard when in my peripheral vision, Scott comes into view.<br /> "So....This is it huh?" Scott drawls out.<br /> "This is. I hope you're happy now. I hope she treats you much better than I could've." I look in the opposite direction to wipe the tears running down my face.<br /> "I'm sad that it had to come to this. I'm sorry that I wasn't faithful to you, and I hope we can move forward on a good note " he said with a faint smile on his lips.<br /> I couldn't take it anymore, so I ignored his last comment and rushed to my car.<br /> As soon as I put on my seatbelt, I could not stop the tears falling down like a waterfall. I loved him, and I still do. But no more. I'm done crying over him who broke my heart. No more Mr Nice Guy.<br /> I drove home with a promise to make sure I come out bigger and better.<br /> "Baby, I'm home!!!" No answer.<br /> That's strange, I've never had to call him more than once before.<br /> "Scott, are you there babe??"<br /> Hmm, weird. His car is in the driveway. Where could he be? Oh well, maybe he's busy with work.<br /> I put the groceries down on the kitchen counter, and quickly made my way upstairs. <br /> As I start my way upstairs, I come across his dress shirt and red stilettos. I feel my heart beat faster with every step I took. He couldn't possibly be with another woman, right?? He promised he would never ever betray me.<br /> Gulping down my nerves, I proceed to the top of the stairs, where I see even more clothes sprawled messily on the first floor. I start feeling light headed and grab on to the banister for support. I take a deep breath, and reach our bedroom door.<br /> I hear deep grunts and moans on the other side of the room. it's now or never. <br /> I open the door and the sight before me sends chills to my spine.<br /> My own husband, balls deep in my best friend Chrissy.<br /> Chrissy Mathews, has....well, had been my friend ever since we were 10 years old. We've told each other all our deepest darkest secrets and always been there for one another. <br /> It was always evident that she was secretly jealous of me, making snide remarks about me on the low, I mean sure, I look very attractive if I do say so myself, but I never took it seriously because she was my best friend.<br /> She never approved of me and Scott's relationship, she always said I deserved better, and we were not compatible for one another. I didn't know why until I found out that she wanted him for herself. Just my luck huh?<br /> "WHAT THE IS GOING ON HERE?!?!" I.Was.Livid. And I didn't give a flying that I was screaming like a madman.<br /> He turned his head around so fast I thought it would snap at that very moment.<br /> "Zara baby... uhh....Baby, please, it's not what you think it is. Please Zara." He pleaded with those beautiful chocolate coloured eyes that once made me turn to jelly.<br /> "Then what is it Scott?! Please make me understand how you're sleeping my best friend?!"<br /> I turned to my best friend. The bimbo who promised to be by my side forever.<br /> "And YOU!!! You're such a bimbo Chrissy, I don't understand how you would do this to me!!"<br /> She looked pleased with herself. Almost like she planned on getting caught. The nerve.<br /> "Zara please, this is not how I wanted this to go down but... I'm sorry you had to find out like this. We can't change anything now." He said, with a blank look on his face.<br /> "Wha-<br /> What are you talking about Scott? We were supposed to be happy Baby, just me and you, living our best lives together, why are you doing this to me?"<br /> "I just can't live this double life anymore Zara, I love Chrissy. I'm in love with her and -"<br /> "No No No No No!!!!!! How are you saying this to me?? You married ME!!!! YOU said for better, for worse till DEATH do US part Scott, surely you don't mean that!!!"<br /> Scott was losing patience fast. " Zara, I cannot ignore the feelings I have for Her" he said, gesturing to Chrissy, who was clearly enjoying the scene unfolding before her.<br /> "We haven't been spending enough time together, I'm always working and you're busy with starting your business. We hardly ever have time for one another. She was always there to lift my mood. She brought back the spark that I thought had disappeared forever. I'm sorry but.....it's over."<br /> My walls were breaking down fast. I'm not about to let them see me weak. I took a deep breath closing my eyes.<br /> "Fine, if that's what you want, so be it. I just hope it was worth destroying our marriage. I'll get my clothes in the morning."<br /> I turned around to leave, not looking back. A part of me wanted him to run after me and tell me he didn't mean all that he said to me. But he didn't. He never did. I grabbed my car keys and left.<br /> t's been 2 years since my divorce, and I am doing so much better than I thought. Scott broke me in ways that I didn't believe were possible. I didn't take his money because I didn't want anything to do with him, or anything that would remind me of him.<br /> I heard through the grapevine that him and Chrissy got engaged a year ago, and to say I was broken would be an understatement. Deep down I always hoped he'd come back to me, and tell me he was foolish to ever leave me, and we would fix things and live out the rest of our days together.<br /> After the divorce I never bothered on trying to date again, it just never felt right.<br /> I was brought out of my daydream by Alex snapping his fingers in my face.<br /> snap snap snap snap*<br /> "Hey!!!! Earth to Zara.... You okay babe?"<br /> "Huh....yeah, yeah. Just thinking is all." He looked at me with a 'are you kidding right now' look.<br /> He took a deep sigh. " Sweetie, he's gone. You have to accept that he's moved on with that hag, and you have to move on too."<br /> I pulled the ends of my long curly hair frustratedly<br /> " I know, I know. You're right. It's his loss and he's not my problem anymore" I said trying to put on a strong face.<br /> " Let's go out tonight babe. It's a Friday , and you haven't been out the house in a million years!!!"<br /> I was apprehensive on going. Clubs aren't even my thing. I don't even drink that much. But then again, I'm single, and I need to let off some steam from the past week.<br /> "let's go to a club!!!!" I said with enthusiasm.<br /> He looked at me and displayed his million dollar smile. "That's my girl!!!! I'll fetch you at uhm.....7?"<br /> "Works for me. Thanks again Alex, for being here for me and helping me move on from that " I told him with a grateful smile on my face.<br /> He waved me off, rolling his eyes with a smirk<br /> " Ugh, it's fine sweetie, he doesn't deserve you, and if anything, you missed a man with that piece of trash. Think of it like this: this is basically your second chance at actually having something real with a person who'll actually put you first. You'll see."<br /> I arrived at my house at 5pm, giving me 2 hours to get ready before Alex comes over.<br /> I came to and the water had turned cold. With a deep sigh I quickly washed up and wrapped myself in a big, fluffy white towel and glanced at the clock.<br /> " one hour left " I thought.<br /> Wiping off the steam on my mirror, I inspected my face and smiled to myself. I ran my hands through my long black, curly hair, and my fair caramel skin.<br /> After my divorce I would have never thought I would be able to move on from Scott. He was my everything, first love, first relationship, and my world seemed to revolve around him. I felt....lost, without him. Tall, Dark, Handsome, Loving. I really thought I had it all.<br /> Leaving my bathroom, I took off my towel and left it on my chair, and went into my walk-in closet to find something to wear.<br /> "since it's a club I have to find something modest, since I'm not much of a clubber"<br /> I chose a orange one shoulder mini-dress that shows my mid-section , paired with orange webbed heels.<br /> I walked over to my vanity and applied a smokey eye and some blush with some lip gloss, with my hair in a high ponytail.<br /> As promised, Alex pulled up and sent a text telling me he was outside.<br /> Doing one final look over in my full length mirror, I walked out of the house, not forgetting to lock and walked down my driveway.<br /> "Girl, you look suh-moking hot sweets!!!" Alex said with a bright smile.<br /> "Aw, thank you. I try." I responded with a laugh.<br /> "Now, are we getting drunk or what?!?!"You know that feeling whereby you have second thoughts on doing, but then it's too late to turn back? Yup, me too.<br /> Sweaty, icky, drunk, swaying bodies surrounding us with the faint smell of spirit and somehwhat intercourse in the air. Thank God this place had air conditioning, otherwise I would have gotten sick.<br /> We're blinded by red, blue and green streak lights from the high ceilings . This is actually a really upscale place if I do say so myself.<br /> We FIGHT our way through the swarms of drunk people and find our way to our table where our friends are already seated.<br /> "ZARA WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?! WE THOUGHT YOU'D DIED IN THAT MASSIVE HOUSE OF YOURS!!!!" , my childhood friend Sammie said to me.<br /> "Seriously though Alex, how did you get this bimbo out of the house?" Nicole adding dramatically.<br /> "Guys please!! I can still have Fun, alright? With that being said....WHO WANTS DRINKS???"<br /> My friends let out screams of approval and gave me their drink orders. I walked over to the bartender on the other side of the floor and gave him our orders, leaving him to do his work. I think back to what Alex said and actually agree that it's not my fault my marriage didn't work out. And I should stop crucifying myself for waste I couldn't control. Maybe there is someone else for me out there, that will truly love me, just...maybe.<br /> For some reason, I felt chills in the back of my spine. As if someone is watching me. I turned around to see no one in particular. Shrugging my shoulders I looked forward and slightly moved my body to the music playing in the background.<br /> The bartender gave me my drinks and I walked back to my table.<br /> { "Who's that girl, the one in the orange dress?"}<br /> { " I dunno, I've never seen her here before. Must be a first timer." }<br /> The mysterious man went back to sipping on his whisky, his eyes still on the beautiful girl.<br /> "Ugh, finally Zara!! We thought you got lost on your way back" said Nicole. "Oh, and did you see how the hawwwwt, guy sitting in the back was looking at you?!?!"<br /> A frown appeared between my eyebrows, "Who, I didn't see anyone at all."<br /> "Look behind you."<br /> I looked behind me and my breath hitched.<br /> Oh. My. Gosh.<br /> Grey eyes, slight stubble along his chiselled jaw, with a tabacco in between his plump, cherry coloured lips, 3 piece black and grey suit, and a watch that probably costs more than my entire life. <br /> Staring Right. At. Me.<br /> He noticed I was looking at him and showcased his million dollar smile. What was this man doing to me?<br /> I returned the smile, just showing politeness, and turned back to the table to see the 3 musketeers looking right at me with wide smiles, ready to pop any minute now.<br /> "The are you looking at, he's just being polite." I felt slightly uncomfortable under his and their gaze. Like I was under a microscope.<br /> "Uhm...what was that Zara? He clearly likes you and all you're gonna offer him is a smile and a wave? What's wrong with you?!?!"<br /> "Hey Hey Hey!!! Not everyone is a horndog like you Taylor, chill out. And besides....you don't chase the man, the man has to chase you."<br /> We took our conversation to the dance floor and started swaying our bodies to the music. The DJ sure does know how to make the party happen, kudos to him.<br /> I drank more and lost myself in the music, until I felt hands hold onto my waist firmly. <br /> Grey eyes was staring down on me. I didn't realise how tall he was since he was sitting down.<br /> He's about 6'7 while I'm a cool 5'7.<br /> "Hey."<br /> I had to tilt my head in order to see him. He looks so much hotter in person.<br /> I took a deep breath trying to not stutter.<br /> "Uh..Hi." <br /> He leaned down to my ear.<br /> "What's a beautiful lady like you doing alone in a place like this?"<br /> His minty breath mixed with whiskey and cigarettes got me real hot and heavy.<br /> "I didn't come here alone. I actually came here with my 4 friends. I'm surprised you didn't see me sitting with them."<br /> He completely ignored my response and looked at me with an indescribable expression.<br /> "Let me take you home. I insist."<br /> "No thank you, I don't want to worry my friends."<br /> "I don't think they'll mind, besides, they're too occupied with ....𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬." He gestured behind me where Taylor was grinding on a random guy, while the other 3 where no where to be seen.<br /> I pondered over it for a while. Leaving with a complete stranger was a completely good idea, no matter how hot, dreamy he may be. But then again....what do I have to lose?<br /> "Let's go." I said feeling confident.<br /> He replied with a lopsided grin and took my hand, leading me to the parking lot, he opened my door for me and I thanked him while getting in.<br /> He jogged over to the driver's side and got in.<br /> Soon enough we were racing down the highway going further and further away from the busy night life.<br /> "Nice car you got." I tried to start a conversation.<br /> "Thanks. Where do you live?" I quickly gave him the coordinates and he continued along the road to my house. I actually took this time to actually look at this mystery man. He's actually more handsome in person, with tattoos peeking out of the collar and sleeves of his white dress shirt.<br /> "Don't you know it's rude to stare, Sweetheart?" With a smile on his face, still focusing on the road.<br /> "Sorry, I didn't realize I was staring that long." I muttered embarrassed. Thank God for my skin tone otherwise he would've noticed the slight blush on my cheeks.<br /> "Ahh, so you 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 staring at me?" His smile getting wider by each word he said.<br /> "I can't help it, I like what I see." Shrugging my shoulders and looking out my window, I realised we had already arrived.<br /> "Thanks again...you know....for not trying to kill me or anything -"<br /> "-wait. I didn't get your name" He turned fully to look at me, awaiting my answer.<br /> "Zara. Zara Campbell. And...you are?"<br /> "Mason Anderson. At your service, Madam." He said with a British accent.<br /> We shared a laugh and exchanged numbers, with him not letting me leave his car until he made sure I gave him the right number.<br /> "I'll give you a call sometime, yeah?"<br /> My heart fluttered at his words.<br /> ".....ERM, sure."<br /> He waited until I got in the house before driving off.<br /> I made a Greek salad to eat before changing into my red nightie and drifting off to sleep.<br /> Maybe I do have a chance to be happy, after all.	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1,778,136	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1778298}'	No	2024-05-08 18:34	active	760	436557022432057	Click to Read More Chapters👉	Chapter 1<br /> After winning yet another lawsuit, Jasmine Black was having a drink with her colleagues at the bar.<br /> <br /> She was hammered when she noticed her rival, Diego Cooper, sitting at the opposite table.<br /> <br /> Diego was a prominent lawyer worldwide. He was regarded as the industry's formidable devil. He had never once lost a case.<br /> <br /> He's also the bastard that Jasmine had pursued from high school until she graduated from university.<br /> <br /> She had pursued him for seven long years, yet he remained indifferent and heartless toward her.<br /> <br /> Jasmine abruptly sprang up from her seat and staggered toward Diego. 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I had mine ruined a long time ago because of you!" a drunk Jasmine grumbled before biting his neck.<br /> <br /> All her high school and university classmates knew she spent a lot of money to win Diego's heart, only to fail miserably in the end.<br /> <br /> After graduating from university, she was crestfallen and went abroad. She swore she would one day beat Diego in something he was best at.<br /> <br /> When she returned to the country six months ago, she was already a famous lawyer with a winning streak dating back to the beginning of her career.<br /> <br /> She was beginning to drawl.<br /> <br /> While wearing a frown, Diego pulled the back of her collar to create distance between them. <br /> <br /> His eyes were dark and indecipherable. <br /> <br /> "You've drank too much, Jasmine. Have someone take you home."<br /> <br /> "No! I want you to take me home!" <br /> <br /> She yanked his necktie. Her imperative tone sounded slightly coquettish.<br /> <br /> He removed her hands from his tie so he could loosen it. Then, he grabbed her by the arm before walking outside without saying a word.<br /> <br /> Their colleagues' eyes widened.<br /> <br /> Everyone in the legal and political world knew Jasmine and Diego were on bad terms. <br /> <br /> They tried to figure out the scene they had just witnessed.<br /> <br /> When they reached the car, Jasmine wrapped her arms around Diego's neck and planted a kiss on his neck, sending a slight tremor down his spine.<br /> <br /> He held her by the waist and shoved her away. <br /> <br /> "This is sexual harassment, Jasmine Black. Do you think I won't sue you for this?" <br /> <br /> His tone rose.<br /> <br /> "If you're really bad in bed, then forget it. I'll just find someone by the street to release my sexual frustration."<br /> <br /> She then ignored him and waved at a passing man. <br /> <br /> "Hey, hot guy! Wanna get a room together?" <br /> <br /> Jasmine seemed serious about the invitation.<br /> <br /> Diego's expression darkened as he watched her antics. He pressed her waving hand down and opened the car door to shove her in.<br /> <br /> Then, he drove the car back home.<br /> <br /> …<br /> <br /> The next morning, Jasmine woke up and turned her head stiffly. <br /> <br /> Diego was sitting next to her, smoking. He appeared laid-back.<br /> <br /> Despite his charming looks, he had a dominating and intimidating presence about him.<br /> <br /> The grogginess that clouded her mind disappeared in a heartbeat.<br /> <br /> Did she finally manage to have sex with him after almost seven years?<br /> <br /> "Morning, Mr. Cooper," she said.<br /> <br /> Jasmine propped herself up, returning to her professional composure as a lawyer.<br /> <br /> "Wash up. Someone will serve breakfast in a while." <br /> <br /> Diego discarded his cigarette into the ashtray. <br /> <br /> "I'll forgo it. I have a client to meet in the morning." <br /> <br /> Aloofness seeped into her voice.<br /> <br /> She lifted the sheets and was about to get out of bed when an idea crossed her mind. <br /> <br /> She suddenly grabbed her phone from the headboard, smiling mischievously. <br /> <br /> "How about a picture for memory's sake?"<br /> <br /> Before Diego could say anything, Jasmine quickly launched the camera app on her phone and lay her head against his sturdy chest.<br /> <br /> She flashed a triumphant smile, raised the phone high, and took a selfie of her and Diego.<br /> <br /> The picture was rather suggestive as they were naked and were only covered with a blanket. <br /> <br /> She sent it to her best friend alongside a voice message. <br /> <br /> "Becky Dobbs, tell those people to wire the money to me. I won the bet. Oh, and the payment should include ten years of interest."<br /> <br /> Since she had lost her reputation, she thought she should make some money to make up for it.<br /> <br /> The shrewd Diego caught the point of the message. <br /> <br /> He asked with a smirk, "The bet was about me?"<br /> <br /> Turning around, she plastered herself to his chest while drawing circles on his abs with her finger. She couldn't resist it.<br /> <br /> Jasmine looked at Diego with beady eyes. <br /> <br /> "Why are you so surprised? I thought you've known all this while. Oh, and about what happened last night, it was consensual. It was simply an adult game. You don't have to take any responsibility."<br /> <br /> She felt the years she spent pursuing him were a loop of disappointment and heartbreaks. Continuing to be his devoted admirer would be a foolish decision.<br /> <br /> Sleeping and then dumping Diego had always been on her wishlist.<br /> <br /> "You're wild, Ms. Black." <br /> <br /> Chuckling, he glanced at her and pushed her away.<br /> <br /> Due to his handsome looks, a mere glance from him was enough to paralyze her with a tingling sensation.<br /> <br /> Jasmine thought Diego was a bastard who was good at seducing.<br /> <br /> His push caused her to fall backward, but she managed to support herself with both palms on the bed.<br /> <br /> Her tress cascaded over her shoulders, revealing her exposed body and seductive curves. <br /> <br /> Jasmine had a stunning body.<br /> <br /> Diego's eyes studied her up and down. The fact that his heart skipped a beat made him frown.<br /> <br /> "Did you sleep with me because you might like me?" <br /> <br /> She casually brushed her slightly curled hair. Picking up her shirt and bra, she began to take her time to dress herself.<br /> <br /> "Do you think that's even possible?" <br /> <br /> He cast a cold glance at her.<br /> <br /> Diego's answer didn't surprise her one bit. Regardless, it didn't bother her because she was determined to be the one who dumped him this time.<br /> <br /> Right then, her phone began ringing from the flood of incoming messages. Jasmine checked her phone. They were from Becky. <br /> <br /> "Did you really sleep with Mr. Cooper? How? This is too sudden. You failed to take him down in those ten years, though." <br /> <br /> Becky was more excited than Jasmine was.<br /> <br /> Smiling, Jasmine quickly replied, "I'll feed you the details later."<br /> <br /> Diego's phone kept ringing as well. He grabbed it and opened his WhatsApp. <br /> <br /> His high school and university group chats exploded with texts. <br /> <br /> Everyone was mind-blown by the news. <br /> <br /> "Jasmine Black had sex with Diego Cooper?"<br /> <br /> Jasmine's body stiffened when she saw the message in the group chat. She didn't expect it to have such a huge impact.<br /> <br /> Fortunately, she was close with the people in the group chats. There were only about 30 people in each group, which wasn't many.<br /> <br /> She replied to the message, "It was just a one-night stand. Those who had made a bet with me—you know who you are—wire the money to me."<br /> <br /> Her response elicited a faint smile from Diego, but his eyes reflected coldness as he watched her.<br /> <br /> She glimpsed at him—that alone was enough to cause a chill to run down her spine.<br /> <br /> "I bet you can't sleep with him for a second time. I'm betting double the amount on this." <br /> <br /> Their university friends copied and pasted the exact message.<br /> <br /> The situation was crazy.<br /> <br /> "Not only can I sleep with him twice, but thrice. Players, be prepared with your money!" she texted back with gusto.<br /> <br /> Backing off? Not a chance! She'd never do that to embarrass herself.<br /> <br /> The smile on Diego's face widened, but he looked like he was going to devour her alive.<br /> <br /> His best friend, Jesse Taylor, sent a text message. <br /> <br /> "Mr. Cooper sent a lawyer to prison a few days ago. Mark my words—it was a 20-year sentence! Good luck, Ms. Black."<br /> <br /> Jasmine read that message and looked at Diego, who began smoking on the bed again. She couldn't read his emotions because the cloud of smoke covered his features.<br /> <br /> Arching her brow, she replied to Jesse, "Oh really? I'm looking forward to the day when I meet Mr. Cooper in court."<br /> <br /> She then shifted her attention away from the chat, smiling and waving at Diego. <br /> <br /> "I should get going, Mr. Cooper. Thanks for the hard work last night. Get some rest."<br /> <br /> Despite his faint smile, Diego suddenly pinched the cigarette between his fingers.<br /> Chapter 2<br /> In the afternoon, Jasmine noticed Diego as soon as she entered the cafe.<br /> <br /> The surprise was brief as she immediately wore a professional smile. <br /> <br /> "What are the odds, Mr. Cooper?"<br /> <br /> "Zero. I'm simply granting your wish." <br /> <br /> Smiling, he placed his cup of coffee on the table before reclining on the couch with his legs crossed. <br /> <br /> "Wow… Thank you for your service?" <br /> <br /> She gladly took a seat opposite him.<br /> <br /> Jasmine's client was a university friend who was also in the group chat they shared. <br /> <br /> The case was about a prestigious family in the city that went bankrupt due to internal conflicts.<br /> <br /> Diego's expression remained the same. He didn't respond to her remarks either.<br /> <br /> "Be a man, Fabian Dawson. We divorced three years ago, and you want half of my money?" Daisy Freeman, dressed in a sexy red dress, growled at Fabian.<br /> <br /> "You've only managed to come this far because of the huge sum of money I spent on you. Don't you even feel guilty about it?" he questioned.<br /> <br /> Fabian needed the money to rise again.<br /> <br /> "Why must I—"<br /> <br /> Before Daisy could finish her thought, Jasmine crossed her legs and interrupted, "If you guys think a fight can get you somewhere, what's the use of hiring a lawyer?"<br /> <br /> The dispute stopped. <br /> <br /> Jasmine looked at Diego indifferently. <br /> <br /> "Mr. Cooper, as you know, although it was signed, the divorce agreement won't be effective as long as the divorce procedures have not proceeded. The law states that a divorced couple should split matrimonial assets in half. The same goes for the debts."<br /> <br /> Diego asked, "Mr. Dawson, is it true that you had an affair while still married and had sex with your mistress many times?"<br /> <br /> Fabian smirked and shook his leg, completely unbothered. <br /> <br /> Meanwhile, Jasmine turned to look at Fabian in surprise. He hadn't told her any of that.<br /> <br /> Fabian blurted, "Fuck! What kind of man—"<br /> <br /> Jasmine gave him a look and averted the question.<br /> <br /> "Evidence, Mr. Cooper?"<br /> <br /> Jasmine had clearly informed Fabian before this that the conversation would be recorded whenever the lawyers met. <br /> <br /> She wondered if he was out of his mind as he almost let this tongue slip.<br /> <br /> Daisy huffed, "I witnessed him get a room with a model."<br /> <br /> "Ms. Freeman, did Mr. Cooper not explain what evidence is?" <br /> <br /> Jasmine smiled, relieved at the thought that the other party didn't have proof.<br /> <br /> Fabian snorted. <br /> <br /> "I have a mistress? You're talking as though you don't have a boy toy. I also wonder how many businessmen you have slept with all these years."<br /> <br /> "It was after we signed the divorce agreement that I—" <br /> <br /> Diego glimpsed at the foolish Daisy before interrupting her, "Please show the evidence before you speak."<br /> <br /> As mentioned at the beginning of the conversation, the divorce agreement was null and void. How could Daisy admit that she had a boy toy? <br /> <br /> Was she trying to divorce without getting a single penny out of it? Diego thought Daisy was an idiot.<br /> <br /> Jasmine's judging eyes landed on Fabian, who knew that his wife had someone on the side but didn't gather any evidence about it.<br /> <br /> She massaged her forehead, fully aware of the road ahead.<br /> <br /> Diego questioned, "Mr. Dawson, you and my client have been living separately for three years. You didn't fulfill your duty as a husband. What have you been doing all these years?"<br /> <br /> "I—"<br /> <br /> Jasmine shrewdly replied, "He has been working hard to give Ms. Freeman a better life. However, his legal wife withholds the matrimonial assets. He doesn't have any money while going through a rough patch. Ultimately, his business announced its bankruptcy. If this case is brought to court, don't think of taking a single penny, Mr. Cooper."<br /> <br /> Diego retorted, "Is this a threat, Ms. Black? His bankruptcy has nothing to do with my client. You can look into it." <br /> <br /> He looked at Daisy, who also didn't share the information with him.<br /> <br /> This was the first time he was going against Jasmine at work, and it was a surprising case at that.<br /> <br /> "Speaking of, you can also look into this, Mr. Cooper. My client bought his wife multiple houses and luxury cars worth millions of dollars altogether. Ms. Freeman didn't fork up a single penny before and after his business went bankrupt.<br /> <br /> "Controlling the matrimonial assets, refusing to pay off shared debts, and having a male companion… Mr. Cooper, you and your client should seriously consider splitting the assets equally or taking this matter to court." <br /> <br /> Jasmine slightly leaned forward, smiling at Diego.<br /> <br /> …<br /> <br /> "Before the divorce is settled, keep those women at arm's length. Don't give Diego or your wife any other ammunition. Also, eliminate any records, pictures, messages of hotel room bookings, and whatnot," Jasmine reminded Fabian while driving the car.<br /> <br /> "Got it." <br /> <br /> Fabian was deeply impressed by her. <br /> <br /> The thought of meeting Daisy to obtain funds was humiliating to him, but the way Jasmine bombarded the opposing party gave him confidence. <br /> <br /> He was all puffed up.<br /> <br /> "Is your wife living with her boy toy?" Jasmine inquired.<br /> <br /> "Yeah, it's been three years." <br /> <br /> He crossed his arms, snorting.<br /> <br /> "That's good news for us." <br /> <br /> She smirked as she suddenly pulled over by the road. <br /> <br /> "Get back home and install a surveillance camera at her place. Tell her that it's to… prevent burglary."<br /> <br /> "I don't think she'll let me in." <br /> <br /> The couple had been living separately for three years. Daisy had bought that mansion herself.<br /> <br /> "Idiot! You're still her husband on paper. Is it wrong to return to your home? Plus, she should currently be with Diego."<br /> <br /> "Alright, I'll go now." <br /> <br /> Fabian thought, "Don't blame me for this, Daisy. I've treated you so well and spent so much money on you. How could you be this cruel to me!"<br /> <br /> …<br /> <br /> That night, Jasmine received a call from Fabian after she finished showering. <br /> <br /> "Diego is going to sue me for bribing him!" <br /> <br /> His words came out in a rush.<br /> <br /> Jasmine rolled her eyes. <br /> <br /> "Well, did you do that?"<br /> <br /> "He called me at night and told me he found that model. I was so scared. I met him, hoping he would cut me some slack for old times' sake. I even gave him a check of one million dollars—"<br /> <br /> "You idiot! That's a trap! He could bring a woman over and accuse you of having slept with her before, but no one would buy it as long as he doesn't have evidence. <br /> <br /> "Oh Lord, someone like you will surely lose everything before you take the divorce case to the courthouse. An idiotic teammate is definitely more harmful than a powerful opponent." <br /> <br /> Jasmine crossed her arms and shook her head.<br /> <br /> "Yes, yes, yes, I'm an idiot. You gotta save me, Jasmine! That jerk, Diego, doesn't even care that we were once friends. Gosh, I'm livid!"<br /> <br /> "You can be sentenced up to 15 years for bribing a lawyer. It's almost impossible to be announced not guilty of this charge. How am I supposed to help you?"<br /> <br /> "W-Well, I don't mind going to prison. But the main thing is, your first loss will be because of Diego! Not only is your reputation at stake, but other lawyers and your friends will never let you live it down!" <br /> <br /> Fabian attempted to earn her pity.<br /> <br /> Jasmine paced back and forth in her room while reminding him seriously, "I repeat, do not meet your wife's lawyer without my presence. Think before you speak whenever you talk to her. Don't fall for her schemes. Got it?"<br /> <br /> "I'll keep that in mind. But how are you going to—" <br /> <br /> He was about to ask her about the possible bribery lawsuit, but the call was terminated.<br /> <br /> …<br /> <br /> The next morning, Jasmine headed to Cooper, Taylor & Associates.<br /> <br /> The receptionist asked, "Ms. Black, what—" <br /> <br /> "I'm Mr. Cooper's girlfriend," blurted Jasmine without stopping in her tracks.<br /> <br /> The employees were stunned to see her there. Rumors about her and Diego had been circling within the law firm for the past two days.<br /> <br /> She read the sign on the door before knocking and opening it without waiting for Diego's signal.<br /> <br /> Diego, who was reading some documents, looked up at her expressionlessly.<br /> <br /> "Is there anything, Ms. Black?" <br /> <br /> He sounded aloof.<br /> <br /> Jasmine's hair was let loose over her black professional attire. Her three-inch black high heels were supposed to add more professionalism to her appearance, but it made her look alluring instead.<br /> <br /> She walked up next to him before flopping onto his office table seductively. With one hand, she easily grabbed his necktie.<br /> <br /> "Giving me the cold treatment already? We just slept together two days ago, though."<br /> Chapter 3<br /> Diego snatched back his tie from Jasmine's hands while chuckling. <br /> <br /> "You must be here because of Fabian's bribery."<br /> <br /> "Of course not. I'm here to… talk about our relationship, not work." <br /> <br /> She pulled at his necktie again, playing with it while faking a smile. <br /> <br /> "You want me to sleep with you again? So you can brag about it in the group and rake in big money?" <br /> <br /> He slapped her hand away.<br /> <br /> He crossed his arms to lean against the back of his chair and arched a brow at her.<br /> <br /> Jasmine slid down from the table to sit on his lap. The transition she made was smooth.<br /> <br /> Her warm breath brushed against his ears as she giggled. <br /> <br /> "Honestly, I was too drunk to remember what happened that night. I kind of want to relive it again…"<br /> <br /> Diego's ears turned red. He pushed Jasmine and stared at her. He thought she was shameless. <br /> <br /> "Uphold your dignity, Jasmine Black."<br /> <br /> "I've misplaced it. Mind finding it for me?" <br /> <br /> Jasmine rested against his chest lazily. <br /> <br /> Her finger traced along his perfect neckline. <br /> <br /> "I never knew that you were this pretentious, Mr. Cooper. You were so mean that night, as if it was your first time seeing a woman. Why are you pretending to be free from lust now?"<br /> <br /> The cheeky movement of her finger gave him a faint jolt of electricity, and he slapped her hand away. <br /> <br /> "What are you trying to imply right now? Who was the one who said that it was a mere game so heartlessly that day?"<br /> <br /> Jasmine wished she could slap herself—no, Fabian—at this moment. She felt that it was all that idiot's fault.<br /> <br /> Had it not been for him, she wouldn't have needed to flatter Diego.<br /> <br /> "Why take it to the heart when those were mere heartless words? Since we've slept together, why don't we just date?" <br /> <br /> She took shamelessness to a whole new level.<br /> <br /> "Sorry, but I don't date heartless people. Torturing myself is not my thing." <br /> <br /> Diego shoved Jasmine off his lap.<br /> <br /> Jasmine gnashed her teeth in rage. How dare he claim that dating her was torture!<br /> <br /> It took everything in her to build up her reputation and the confidence to stand before him with pride.<br /> <br /> But why must she debase herself for him again?<br /> <br /> She thought Diego was one merciless and stubborn man.<br /> <br /> Given her pretty looks, voluptuous body, elite profession, and background, men lined up to be her partner.<br /> <br /> Yet, she had to work hard to wear him down.<br /> <br /> She stood up straight and massaged her forehead to regain her cool momentarily. <br /> <br /> Then, she made a graceful turn and crossed her arms, smiling. <br /> <br /> "Are you sure you want that, jerk?"<br /> <br /> Diego ignored her and pressed a button on his landline. <br /> <br /> "Callie, come in and escort Ms. Black to make payment."<br /> <br /> He pointed and glanced at the door. <br /> <br /> "Ms. Black, I charge ten thousand dollars per consultation hour. Please make the payment outside."<br /> <br /> She nodded before suddenly removing and tossing her black coat onto his table. She strode toward the door while unbuttoning her shirt and ruffling her hair. <br /> <br /> "It's only ten thousand dollars. Don't worry. I will pay and ask your secretary to… buy something."<br /> <br /> Diego finally showed traces of uneasiness at her actions. He sprang up from his seat and ran over to the door.<br /> <br /> When she opened the door, he quickly slammed it shut again by caging her against it. <br /> <br /> His eyelids fluttered at the pleasing view before him, and he looked away. <br /> <br /> "Why are you here?"<br /> <br /> Jasmine scanned the office, concerned that he would record the conversation secretly. After all, no one knew what he had up his sleeves, considering how cautious he was.<br /> <br /> Daisy was at a disadvantage, which was why Diego set Fabian up. <br /> <br /> If Jasmine fell for Diego's trap, too, she would lose the case and be sent to prison. She would be the joke of the century if that came to pass.<br /> <br /> "I'm here to talk about us." <br /> <br /> She flashed him a smile, attempting to have him wrapped around her finger first.<br /> <br /> Right then, the door suddenly opened. Callie turned her head only to see the duo engaged in an intimate scene. Her jaw almost fell to the floor.<br /> <br /> Diego, who wielded impactful influence in the political and business worlds, always prioritized work over anything else.<br /> <br /> His methods were ruthless and shrewd. Nothing could make him bat an eye, not even a murder.<br /> <br /> On the subject of chivalry and love, he didn't have the emotional intelligence for either of those.<br /> <br /> Callie couldn't believe what she was witnessing.<br /> <br /> "Get out," Diego instructed Callie.<br /> <br /> "Y-Yes. Don't worry, Mr. Cooper. I saw absolutely nothing." <br /> <br /> Callie covered her eyes.<br /> <br /> When he was about to close the door, Jasmine deliberately called out to her. <br /> <br /> "Don't leave so quickly. Could you help us buy something we really need right now?"<br /> <br /> She gave her a meaningful look. <br /> <br /> "Huh?" <br /> <br /> The baffled expression on Callie's face gave way to shock and awkwardness once she comprehended the situation. <br /> <br /> "S-Sure. I'll go right now." <br /> <br /> She slid out of the door and closed it.<br /> <br /> Jasmine chuckled. <br /> <br /> "Your secretary is sensible and funny."<br /> <br /> Diego pulled away from her to get her coat. A crease knitted between his brows. <br /> <br /> "Enough fooling around. Are you going to leave dressed or naked? If you want the latter, I'm happy to lend you a helping hand."<br /> <br /> "Try me." <br /> <br /> She cocked her brow as she didn't believe Diego's words.<br /> <br /> As soon as she finished speaking, Diego threw the coat to one side and stripped her of her shirt.<br /> <br /> Before she could react, he pulled her into his arms and trailed his fingers on her back.<br /> <br /> Completely flustered, she covered her chest. <br /> <br /> "What are you doing, jerk? Do you think you're the only one with guts here?"<br /> <br /> She became agitated and caught the secret pin of his belt and pressed it. The belt dangled in midair. <br /> <br /> Something dark was churning in his eyes as he stared at her.<br /> <br /> Right then, a knock resounded on the door, and the doorknob twisted.<br /> <br /> Before the person could open the door, Diego pushed back against it. <br /> <br /> "Don't come in!"<br /> <br /> He withdrew his hand to wear his belt. <br /> <br /> "Get dressed already!"<br /> <br /> "I thought you wanted me to leave naked. Why are you stopping me now? Because you don't want others to see?"<br /> Chapter 4<br /> Diego was rendered speechless. He gave Jasmine a cold look before returning to his table to bury himself in the documents, ignoring her.<br /> <br /> Jasmine swiftly dressed herself and opened the door to leave. <br /> <br /> But Jesse Taylor—their old friend—was holding some documents by the door.<br /> <br /> He arched his brows at her. <br /> <br /> "Why didn't you let me in? What… were you guys doing in there?"<br /> <br /> "Take a guess." <br /> <br /> Jasmine put on a serious face while brushing her hair. <br /> <br /> "Did you sleep with him again? I will only pay when I see the proof!"<br /> <br /> "Knock on the door at the right time next time." <br /> <br /> She said that intentionally before leaving.<br /> <br /> Diego raised his head to watch her leave. Her antics frustrated him.<br /> <br /> …<br /> <br /> Jasmine returned to her office in the afternoon. <br /> <br /> An offer came in. It was a request for her to represent a huge company. She would be paid handsomely for the job.<br /> <br /> When the boss left, Fabian, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately entered her office. <br /> <br /> "Be honest with me. How much do you earn annually? You have so many clients."<br /> <br /> "Have you installed the surveillance camera?" <br /> <br /> Jasmine watered the orchids in her office nonchalantly. She thought it was a bad idea to reveal her income to outsiders.<br /> <br /> "I've done it. But Daisy's boy toy hasn't visited her mansion for two days. I bet Diego has reminded her about it."<br /> <br /> "There's no rush in this." <br /> <br /> Jasmine was calm.<br /> <br /> "Do you have any solutions to resolve the bribery incident?" Fabian asked concernedly.<br /> <br /> She fell silent.<br /> <br /> Diego had the evidence that could prove Fabian's bribery attempt, but he didn't file a lawsuit for it.<br /> <br /> She wondered what Diego was up to. Was he trying to play with her more?<br /> <br /> If so, she didn't mind joining the game.<br /> <br /> "I'll buy us some time for now. Didn't you say that your wife slept with other men?"<br /> <br /> "I'm very sure about it. I ran into her a few times when she was having a meal with different businessmen. From the look in their eyes, I knew there was something going on between them. I wouldn't have married her if I had known she was this kind of woman!"<br /> <br /> "Hire a reliable private investigator. It'll be best to have pictures of her having an affair with another man," Jasmine stated.<br /> <br /> With such evidence, she could negotiate with Diego to reclaim the evidence of Fabian's bribery attempt.<br /> <br /> If Diego still refuses to compromise, she'd need to see him in court first for the bribery case.<br /> <br /> …<br /> <br /> Diego and Jesse were enjoying their time in the bar at night.<br /> <br /> A woman in a white strap dress showed up. Her makeup was light, and she let her hair loose. She looked stunning.<br /> <br /> The woman walked toward them, and Diego noticed.<br /> <br /> "What a coincidence! Are you guys here for a drink, too?" <br /> <br /> Although there was an empty seat beside Diego, Jasmine chose to sit next to Jesse.<br /> <br /> "You look like a doll today… Are you trying to seduce Mr. Cooper again?" <br /> <br /> Jesse grinned. <br /> <br /> Jasmine ordered a bottle of whiskey from the barista and filled half of her glass with it. <br /> <br /> After taking a sip, she deliberately hung her arm over his shoulders with a smile. <br /> <br /> "I think you're hot, too. You're also funny and nice."<br /> <br /> Diego glanced at her and took a sip of his drink. <br /> <br /> "Jesse, do you know why callous people can appear flirty?" <br /> <br /> He looked serious.<br /> <br /> Jasmine almost choked over her drink. He was chiding her once again.<br /> <br /> She thought he was a jerk for doing so.<br /> <br /> "Because they flirt with different people?" <br /> <br /> Jesse was flabbergasted. <br /> <br /> "Why the question all of a sudden?"<br /> <br /> Sometimes, Jesse swore that he couldn't follow Diego's thoughts.<br /> <br /> "That's right. We should never stoop to that level." <br /> <br /> Diego's tone remained serious.<br /> <br /> Jasmine felt he was being pretentious. <br /> <br /> People might have perceived him as a righteous man, but he was rotten on the inside.<br /> <br /> She sighed.<br /> <br /> "I guess people can stoop that low sometimes." <br /> <br /> She flashed a smile at him while propping her chin on her hand, and he arched his brow in response.<br /> <br /> Jesse choked on his drink and spilled alcohol all over. <br /> <br /> Her face flushed red. It seemed like she had lost this time. <br /> <br /> Agitated, she kicked his shin with her heels and shoved him away.<br /> <br /> Then, she walked over to Diego's seat, bending over to lift his chin and bite his lips.<br /> <br /> Her posture exerted dominance. It was as if a lady boss was forcing a kiss on her submissive boyfriend. <br /> <br /> His expression darkened. He was about to push her away when she pulled herself from him. <br /> <br /> She crossed her arms, satisfied with the mark she left on his lips. <br /> <br /> "Mr. Cooper, please lay the evidence on the table before you speak. If you spout nonsense, I will have to—"<br /> <br /> Halfway through her declaration, he suddenly stood up and towered over her. <br /> <br /> Grabbing her by the waist, Diego pinned her against the counter and bit Jasmine's lips back.<br /> <br /> She moaned in pain.<br /> <br /> Before Jasmine could hit Diego, he withdrew and placed his hands behind his back. <br /> <br /> She massaged her hurting waist and touched her lips, which were bleeding because of his bite.<br /> <br /> Her opinion of him being a jerk strengthened. <br /> <br /> She was so annoyed that she barked a laugh. <br /> <br /> "Diego Cooper, I will make you kneel and beg for mercy one day!" <br /> <br /> "Is that so?" <br /> <br /> He chuckled.<br /> <br /> "I swear to God!" Jasmine waged a challenge.<br /> <br /> He smiled faintly while watching her.<br /> <br /> A thrilled Jesse was grinning ear-to-ear. <br /> <br /> "Holy moly, you're going to make him kneel and beg for mercy? You have guts, Ms. Black! But… I love it! I'm betting ten thousand dollars!"<br /> <br /> He would love to see Diego do that. After all, Diego had always been the epitome of arrogance.<br /> <br /> Jesse quickly repeated Jasmine's words in the group chat, which sent everyone wild. <br /> <br /> Such bliss should be shared for the greater good.<br /> <br /> Everyone in the group chat began placing their bets, and her phone kept ringing from the influx of messages.<br /> <br /> She checked the notifications and rolled her eyes at Jesse. <br /> <br /> "Wow, thanks."<br /> <br /> "My pleasure. The more, the merrier, right?" <br /> <br /> He grinned sheepishly while brushing the tip of his nose.<br /> <br /> Jasmine filled her glass and downed it all to regain her composure. Then, she headed to the restroom. <br /> <br /> Some suspicious men were following her from behind.<br /> <br /> When they reached the corridor to the restroom, someone said to her, "Jasmine Black from Black, Murphy & Associates?"<br /> <br /> She spun around and questioned the six sceptical-looking men, "Who are you working for?"<br /> <br /> "That's none of your business. Anyway, someone wants you crippled to ruin your career," said the leading man with red hair. <br /> <br /> He brandished the metal bar from his shirt and signaled his men to charge at her. They were all holding the same weapon.<br /> <br /> "Fuck. You've just underestimated me there."<br /> Chapter 5<br /> The six suspicious-looking men had approached her at the right time.<br /> <br /> Jasmine coincidentally needed to vent her frustrations.<br /> <br /> She warmed up her legs before suddenly kicking the red-haired guy, sending him flying and landing on three other men.<br /> <br /> A few minutes later, Diego, who also had to use the restroom, noticed a bunch of guys surrounding Jasmine. <br /> <br /> An icy, intimidating air emanated from her.<br /> <br /> He joined the fray, easily taking down those men with a few punches and kicks. The blows he dealt were clean-cut.<br /> <br /> He might appear to be a level-headed and calm person, but his combat skills were fatal.<br /> <br /> "Who are you working for?" Diego interrogated while stepping on one of the men's faces.<br /> <br /> "It's…" <br /> <br /> The man had an idea and lied, "It's Mrs. Cannon from Cannon Group! Ms. Black sent her husband to prison, so she wanted us to teach Ms. Black a lesson."<br /> <br /> "Jesse, call the cops." <br /> <br /> Diego kicked the man and approached Jasmine. <br /> <br /> "Are you alright?"<br /> <br /> A quick-witted Jasmine clutched her abdomen, feigning pain. <br /> <br /> "They hit my stomach with a stick. It hurts…" <br /> <br /> Diego wordlessly scooped her up and headed outside. Jasmine was very confused. <br /> <br /> She wondered if he was worried about her, even though he said she was heartless and kept angering her.<br /> <br /> She considered if he was suffering from dissociative identity disorder.<br /> <br /> Jesse called to them, "Hey! Are you leaving so soon? Why am I cleaning up the mess for you guys again?"<br /> <br /> However, the ungrateful duo didn't respond to him.<br /> <br /> In the car, Diego asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"<br /> <br /> Hugging his neck, Jasmine leaned her head to rest on his shoulder. She stifled the urge to grin while continuing her act. <br /> <br /> "It's fine. Do you have medicine at home? You can help me tend to my wounds."<br /> <br /> "I'll send you back to your place then." <br /> <br /> He removed her hands so that she could be seated properly.<br /> <br /> "No! I want to go to your place!" <br /> <br /> She plastered herself to him, whining.<br /> <br /> Diego pushed her away and cupped Jasmine's face. <br /> <br /> "You said it was a game. Is my place a playground, then? A place you can come and go whenever you want?" <br /> <br /> "I wanna go!" <br /> <br /> She slapped off his hand and snorted.<br /> <br /> She was going to make this man fall for her one day.<br /> <br /> …<br /> <br /> The next morning, Jesse returned to Diego's office from the police station.<br /> <br /> "Did the cops look into it? Was it Mrs. Cannon?" inquired Diego.<br /> <br /> "Not her, but your client, Daisy Freeman." <br /> <br /> Jesse delved his hands into his pockets, smiling.<br /> <br /> Diego's expression darkened.<br /> <br /> "If Jasmine finds out it's Daisy behind this, she'll surely sue her. So, I called Jasmine and told her it was Mrs. Cannon's doing."<br /> <br /> Diego didn't respond. Instead, he contacted Daisy to arrange a meeting at his office.<br /> <br /> After the call ended, Jesse asked, "Are you still not going to file a lawsuit against Fabian? No one can ever escape from the charges of bribing a lawyer. Besides, if you file the lawsuit now, you won't have to meet Jasmine in court after that."<br /> <br /> "It's none of your business." <br /> <br /> Diego took a sip of his coffee.<br /> <br /> "This is not like you. Have you fallen for her after sleeping with her?" Jesse teased.<br /> <br /> "You must be blind," Diego retorted.<br /> <br /> "Then, why don't you want to close this divorce case as soon as possible?"<br /> <br /> "Can't I toy with her for a while longer? Look how arrogant she is." <br /> <br /> As Jasmine had said, this was simply a game. It wouldn't hurt to play along with her, would it?<br /> <br /> "Fine. But do not lose the case because of this game. I've seen how Jasmine defended her client in court several times before. She was sharp, quick-witted, and intimidating. She finished asking her questions before the opposing lawyer could react."<br /> <br /> "Do you think that I'll lose to her?" <br /> <br /> Diego cocked his brow.<br /> <br /> "What if you're blinded by love?"<br /> <br /> …<br /> <br /> Daisy intentionally chose a tight black dress with a deep neckline to wear to Cooper, Taylor & Associates. <br /> <br /> "Mr. Cooper, why did you call for me?" <br /> <br /> Her sexy gait carried her to his table.<br /> <br /> She had the nerve to rest her hand on his shoulder before sliding it down to his chest.<br /> <br /> Her beauty gave her the confidence to take down any man.<br /> <br /> Suddenly, Diego stood up and choked her, dragging her all the way to the floor-to-ceiling window.<br /> <br /> He was forced half of her body to hang out of the window.<br /> <br /> "First of all, I'll cut your hands off if you touch me again. Secondly, I'll send you straight to prison the next time you hire someone to hurt Jasmine. You won't be able to get a single penny out of your divorce!"<br /> <br /> Daisy coughed while trying to pry his hand away.<br /> <br /> Looking at his menacing expression was already intimidating enough. When she turned her head to gaze down at the dizzying height, fear gripped her.<br /> <br /> They were on the 118th floor.<br /> <br /> "I-I won't do it again…"<br /> <br /> Only then did he lift her up and throw her to a corner. <br /> <br /> "You better see to that."<br /> <br /> The heels Daisy wore were so high that she almost lost her balance and fell. <br /> <br /> She clenched her fists and tried to regain her composure. <br /> <br /> "Why are you taking her side?" <br /> <br /> She couldn't help the question.<br /> <br /> Diego wiped his hand, which had touched her, with a few pieces of tissue paper. <br /> <br /> He spun around, pinning her with his sharp gaze. <br /> <br /> "If my reputation is ruined, will you compensate for it?"<br /> <br /> Daisy initially assumed that Diego had feelings for Jasmine. It turned out that he was simply trying to defend his reputation.<br /> <br /> "Mr. Cooper, are you confident that we can win this case? I don't want to split my assets into half for that guy without a valid reason."<br /> <br /> Over the last two days, Daisy had looked into Jasmine. <br /> <br /> Jasmine accepted various high-profile cases. She was even the defense attorney for a death-row prisoner, who was then released without charges.<br /> <br /> Diego may be able to send an innocent person to jail, but Jasmine could get a prisoner off death row.<br /> <br /> That was why Daisy was worried about seeing Jasmine in court.<br /> <br /> "With me, all I ask is whether you want to win or not because I will certainly win it." <br /> <br /> He spared Daisy a cold glance before returning to his seat.<br /> <br /> Daisy didn't say anything further and left.<br /> <br /> …<br /> <br /> Jasmine and her assistant, Addison, were on their way to the courthouse together.<br /> <br /> "Ms. Black, don't you think the plaintiff is pitiful? His daughter needs the money to receive treatment. If he loses the case and is unable to receive insurance for compensation, what's gonna happen to her?" asked Addison.<br /> <br /> As Jasmine crossed her legs, she shifted her attention from the documents in her hands to give him a brief look. <br /> <br /> "Having faith in your client and giving them the greatest advantage is the basic principle of a lawyer."	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1,778,288	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1778208}'	No	2024-05-08 18:36	active	760	1371410236948348	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	Jones stood up and I realized he was also a lot taller than me. My ovaries sang again, stupid things. I looked up at him and swallowed when his pale gray-blue eyes landed on mine. From a few feet away, his eyes were so much more intense than in the pictures I'd seen online. His pitch black eyelashes against the paleness of his eyes made his gaze almost haunting. I wanted to look to the side and shy away but my stubbornness wouldn't allow it. Instead, I tilted my chin up slightly and held his gaze.<br /> ____________<br /> Mack<br /> "Well." By the time I realized what was happening, the curvy brunette was flat on the ground. I dropped to my knees next to her and swore when I saw the blood on her forehead. "This is a new form of falling for me."<br /> Xavier squatted on her other side and frowned. "Not really a great time for joking. You knocked her out."<br /> Jones sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "Where'd she come from? Also, maybe look where you're going from now on. You ran the poor thing over. Big time."<br /> I brushed her hair out of her face and had a completely ridiculous moment of feeling like I was staring down at Sleeping Beauty. She was gorgeous. I gently patted her soft cheek. "Ma'am? Hello?"<br /> "Great work. She's jumping right to life." Jones looked over his shoulder. "You've got about thirty seconds to get her on her feet and out of the way before the crowd beats back security and runs back here."<br /> I could hear the commotion he was hearing and ground my teeth. We'd just come off an amazing show. I had planned on going to a bar and getting hammered. Taking care of a Disney princess hadn't been in my plans, but it didn't look like I had an option. I couldn't just leave her on the ground and I didn't know any of the stage hands enough to trust them with an unconscious woman.<br /> "Fine." I stood up and lifted her body over my shoulder. Her head and arms hung limply and bounced off my hip, but I figured it was better for her than getting trampled to death. "Let's get her to our bus and get the medics to check her out. She'll be safe there until she can wake up and go."<br /> Xavier nodded once and charged ahead, clearing a path. He was a giant of a man and no one was dumb enough to stay in his way. They didn't understand what a gentle soul he was. I was thankful for that when they jumped out of our way, though. Especially with a crowd of rabid fans chasing after us.<br /> Jones barked at security to make sure no one followed us out into the artist lot and slammed the heavy metal door shut behind us. He swore and scowled at the door like it was the problem. "What do we even pay security for if they can't keep people away?"<br /> The woman over my shoulder groaned and grabbed my hips. I waited to see if she would say anything else, but she didn't. Her arms fell limp again and I released a breath at not having her scream and freak out while dangling over my shoulder.<br /> "I'll call the medic." Xavier hurried ahead to the bus.<br /> "This puts a damper on my plans." I sighed and glanced over at Jones. "We put on a good show and I was planning on drinking my face off to celebrate."<br /> "The medics are quick. We'll get her taken care of, apologize, and then send her on her way. With the medics, hopefully." He ran his eyes over the full hip over my shoulder. "Too bad you knocked her out before seeing if she wanted to drink with us."<br /> I laughed. "She sure is pretty. I doubt she'll be in a forgiving mood, though. I should've been looking at where I was going."<br /> "Why change now? Forget what I said earlier. We're in our forties. Let's not waste our time. Old dogs and new tricks, you know." He reached the bus before me and opened the door. "You put your guitar down."<br /> I winced. "I'll send a text to Shane as soon as I put her down."<br /> "I'll do it now. They're going to have to chase down whatever fan saw it and took it, probably. I highly doubt it's still sitting where you left it."<br /> I didn't want to think about my baby being in someone else's hands so instead, I focused on the woman in my arms. I climbed the steps and entered the bus, letting the cool AC wash over my overheated skin. The first space on the bus was a living room with four comfortable couches and I eased the unconscious woman down on one of them.<br /> Stretched out on the couch, her curves were even more noticeable. She was wearing tight black jeans and a low-cut top that was black and mostly straps and lace. I didn't get it, but I liked it. It was bad for me to notice her body, but the top curves of her chest were spilling out of the shirt deliciously.<br /> I forced my eyes to her forehead and frowned. The cut was definitely from my baby. It looked like either a cord or a corner of my guitar had hit her just perfectly to leave a small cut. The skin around the cut didn't look too angry and overall, she looked okay. Besides being unconscious. I ran my hands under the back of her head and felt around to see if I found a lump from her hitting her head on the ground, but there was nothing.<br /> "The medics are tied up at another stage." Xavier growled in frustration and stared down at the woman. "Cut looks fine. Anything along the back of her head?"<br /> I shook my head. "No. She seems fine, honestly."<br /> "I don't like that she passed out." He sat down across from her and rested his elbows on his knees. "Go ahead and shower. I'll watch over her until you're back."<br /> Xavier, Jones, and I had served in the military together. We'd each done enough time to know how to take care of basic medical emergencies and several other things we'd never need in civilian life. It'd been a long time since any of us had to do first-aid in the field, but we could still hold our own.<br /> "Sure. I'll be fast." I winced. "I'm the one who plowed her over. I should be the one that has to explain it."<br /> I showered as fast as possible in the small bus bathroom but I still wasn't fast enough. By the time I shut the water off, I could already hear a husky female voice I didn't recognize ranting away. I wrapped a towel around myself and rushed out to apologize and get her to stop chewing out Jones and Xavier.<br /> What I found wasn't her chewing them out, though. She was pacing back and forth in front of where they sat on their own couches with her hands on her hips and fury on her face. She wasn't angry at us, though. Nope. It seemed another man had pissed in her cereal that morning.<br /> "This is just the cherry on the cake. Why not get a scar to memorialize the day I walked in on my boyfriend cheating on me? I'm so angry I could punch him in the shaft."<br /> I swear all three of us males cringed. I also had to rearrange my thinking. She was no Disney princess. She had spunk, to say the least.<br /> "She had the nerve to brag about his oral skills. Please. I literally have had better climax humping my hand. Either her needs are rock bottom, which is great for her if that's the case, or she was just lying to try to hurt me. But I don't care. I'm embarrassed, sure! It's not everyday you walk in on your boyfriend motorboating Miriam Dark's private part, but whatever. I'm just pissed. I came all the way here. I shaved. I put lotion on every inch of my body. Even the backs of my knees. Did I care that they're going to get sweaty faster now? Nope. I wanted to be smooth."<br /> I leaned against the doorway and let myself really look at her. She was taller than I'd thought and had legs that stretched on for miles. The black jeans hugged her full hip and hips in a way that made my mouth water. Her waist clipped in just enough that my hands would fit in the notch perfectly if I was taking her from behind. Her shirt made her full chest look even more delicious while she was standing and I was at half-mast almost immediately.<br /> Her body, as stunning as it was, barely touched on the beauty that was her face. Her big blue eyes were surrounded by dark eyelashes and her pouty mouth was stained red. She had dark brown hair down to her shoulders that curled wildly. If she hadn't been swearing, her creamy skin would've really made her look like a Disney princess. She could've probably gone down to Florida and got a job playing one of them right then. I'd never been attracted to a Disney princess before, though.<br /> "And you want to know the worst part? I work for the stupid prick. And no, before anyone has the prick assumption that I'm sleeping my way into my position, I'm not. I'm better at his job than he is and I've been sticking around for even longer than I should've because he kept promising that he'd put in a good word with his boss for me. Because I deserve it. I do his work. I can't remember the last time he's had to do a single thing. At least he chose to sleep with Miriam himself. Although, I'm pretty sure I'd be better at that, too."<br /> Jones snorted and held up his hands when the little firecracker spun on him. "I'm not disagreeing with you, honey. I'm just enjoying listening to you bash this prick."<br /> She stared at him and slowly her face darkened and she brought her hand up to cover her mouth. She looked absolutely distressed and I hated it.<br /> "What's wrong?" I made myself known and was rewarded with watching her eyes trail down my chest. The way her eyes got all bedroom heavy and she licked her lips turned that almost solid shaft into a full blown shaft. I had to shift to hide it from her curious eyes.<br /> She glanced back at Jones and then at Xavier. "Oh."<br /> Xavier stood up and inched towards her. "Are you okay? Your head... Is it hurting?"<br /> She looked up at him and I saw the way her body naturally swayed towards my giant of a best friend. Something about that made me want to hug her. Some women treated Xavier and his size like a threat and it hurt him. "Oh. I can't believe I didn't realize before now. You're JAX."<br /> Jones sighed and nodded. "Yep."<br /> She pushed her curls back from her face. "Don't worry. I'm not going to fangirl. I'm just mortified. I work for your record label and this is now the most unprofessional vacation I've ever taken. I have to go. Can you just forget you ever saw me?"<br /> Layla<br /> Mack Stone frowned at me and grunted. In his state of undress, I couldn't handle any noises from him, much less grunts, so I kept my eyes elsewhere. "Who do you work for?"<br /> I planted my hands on my hips and tried to remember how to be professional. Everywhere I looked, there was another member of the band, though, and I couldn't regain my composure. Jones Alridge and Xavier Leeds were just there, staring at me. Xavier was standing close by and my ovaries very much weren't in a mourning phase. He was so big. I was taller than most women I knew and the same height as Matthew. Xavier made me feel tiny. I could've probably climbed him like a tree and the idea interested me more than it should've.<br /> Jones stood up and I realized he was also a lot taller than me. My ovaries sang again, stupid things. I looked up at him and swallowed when his pale gray-blue eyes landed on mine. From a few feet away, his eyes were so much more intense than in the pictures I'd seen online. His pitch black eyelashes against the paleness of his eyes made his gaze almost haunting. I wanted to look to the side and shy away but my stubbornness wouldn't allow it. Instead, I tilted my chin up slightly and held his gaze.<br /> He reached up and rubbed his stubble of a beard and then worked his hand through his short light brown hair. "Who do you work for, Firecracker?"<br /> I crossed my arms over my chest and watched his eyes lazily drop to my chest before moving back up to mine. My normal reaction would've been to correct a man's wandering eyes or to just cover myself if the situation didn't allow for a correction, but I did neither with him. I cocked my hip out to the side and raised an eyebrow. "My name is Layla Morgan. I work for Matthew O'Brian. He's the manager for The Homewreckers. None of what I said leaves this bus, though. Understand?"<br /> His lips lifted on one side in a smirk that made women across the country throw their panties at him. He flashed perfect white teeth at me and a flash of a tongue ring. "You sure you work for him? Because I met that O-Brian prick once and I highly doubt he can handle you."<br /> Whether he knew it, or not, that was flattering to my wounded ego. I smiled and uncrossed my arms. "You heard what I said about having better orgasms with my hand."<br /> Their laughter filled the bus around me and when Xavier shifted even closer to me, it was with a warm smile instead of the concerned look he'd sported before. He lifted his giant hand towards my face and when I didn't flinch or shift away, we were both a little surprised. I normally wasn't a huge fan of being touched by people I didn't know.<br /> That hand was as gentle as a breeze when he cupped my face and tilted my head so he could look at my forehead. From that close, I could see the flecks of gold in his light green eyes and the scar through his left eyebrow. His olive skin glistened with sweat and when I inhaled deeply, I could smell a mixture of his deodorant and sweat. It shouldn't have sent a buzz of electricity straight to my core, but it did. The man had to have pheromones as big as him.<br /> "Sorry. Still need to shower after the show." He shifted back a step but I surprised us both again by reaching up and putting my hand over his thick forearm.<br /> "You're fine." My voice was huskier than normal and I had to clear it before I could continue. "So, what do you think? Will I live?"<br /> He caught his tongue between his teeth as he looked me over again and the sight of it made me flush like he'd just propositioned me. With his long dark brown hair hanging down his back in waves and his strong jaw, he was a dream. "It's just a scratch, but you passed out."<br /> I laughed easily. "I saw the blood. I'm not a fan."<br /> "Are you sure? You hit the ground hard." He ran his other hand over the back of my head and his fingers confidently searched for any signs of damage. "I don't feel anything."<br /> I was feeling plenty. I had to stop myself from leaning into his chest and asking him to keep looking for the next thirty minutes. When he pulled his hands away and stepped back, I wanted to pout. "Thank you."<br /> He looked towards the back of the bus. "I should shower."<br /> Or not. I was fine with him smelling like he smelled. Instead of voicing those bizarre thoughts, I nodded a little too aggressively and took a step back. "Well, I should go. I'm sorry I invaded your time. I'm sure y'all have things to do. I have an ex to forget, so I'll be on my way. Thank you for taking care of me while I was out. That was kind."<br /> Mack, still too underdressed for my poor eyes, spoke up again. "Stay. We're going to celebrate a show well done at a bar in town. There's no better way to forget."<br /> I hesitated and looked around at the three of them. I had nothing else to do. The motel room I'd booked wasn't anywhere I wanted to be anymore, as it was the Honeymoon suite. My overnight bag was in my rental car so I could grab it easily to change into something for the bar. Then I could just grab a ride to a different hotel for the night. Plus, if I had a drink with JAX, my brother Jagger would die of jealousy. He was a massive fan.<br /> I shrugged. "Sure. Why not? I just need to go get my bag."<br /> Mack walked closer and I had to press my toes into my shoes as hard as I could to keep from scooting away from all of his muscles. "We'll have someone grab it for you. In case your head is worse than we think."<br /> So. Many. Undressed. Muscles. I licked my lips and looked down at my hand as it extended to drop my keys into his palm. What was my body doing? "It's in my rental car."<br /> He looked at the tag on the key with the make and model of the car. "We'll take care of it. You need anything else?"<br /> I leveled a look at him as shock overpowered my lust. "My job is literally to run around and assist a band manager, which usually means my job is doing things for bands. I'm supposed to be asking you if you need anything else."<br /> He stepped even closer and I saw that he was just as tall as Jones and towered over me. His eyes were as dark as the others were light. Dark, chocolatey brown eyes that matched his hair and thick beard. Only his beard had a little salt and pepper in it that I found incredibly attractive. His head was shaved on the sides but the top of his hair was longer and messy after his shower.<br /> Then my eyes landed on the tattoo over his heart and I realized I didn't know enough about the band to know if staring at Mack's chest was wrong. There was a woman's name over his heart, entwined in the vines of a beautiful flower. Emily. If Emily was a girlfriend, or more, I wanted nothing to do with staring at his chest, lusting away. Not after finding Matthew with Miriam.<br /> "You're not at work. If you're going to stay and drink with us, you're simply Layla and we're just a few random guys. Understand?" He threw that word back at me and when I lifted my eyes to his face, I found him smirking. He lifted his hand to his chest and tapped it. "Your eyebrows give away every one of your emotions. It's my mother's name. I didn't want Mom across my chest."<br /> I took a deep breath to fight the emotion threatening to squeeze my chest. So what if he loved his mother? Who cared if it was hot? Not me. "I don't need anything else. Just my bag."<br /> He smiled. "Good girl. That wasn't so hard, was it?"<br /> I wanted to hiss at him even as my panties disintegrated into a puff of smoke. I settled on rolling my eyes and turning my back to him. When he laughed, I had a feeling he'd won whatever battle we'd just had.<br /> Layla<br /> While I sat quietly on one of their couches, the guys took turns taking showers and getting ready. I canceled my hotel room for the night and tried to book another, but everything was full. I decided I'd just sleep in my rental car that night and leave for the airport as soon as I woke up. I could clean up there and catch an earlier flight back home without having to wait too long, if I was lucky.<br /> A knock on the door came a little while later and I got up to answer it without thinking. I was used to doing everything for Matthew and that attitude just extended to other parts of my life, it seemed. I was hanging out with the biggest band at the record label. No matter how many ways or times Mack suggested I look at them as regular guys, that wasn't going to happen. They were all over the place in the Bingham office building. How I hadn't immediately recognized them at first showed how angry I'd truly been.<br /> I almost had my hand on the door handle to open it when Jones' fingers closed over my wrist and pulled me away. I stumbled from the surprise of him suddenly appearing out of nowhere and he righted me with his hands on my hips.<br /> "You don't know who's knocking. You don't answer the door unless you know who it is." He eased me back a few steps and opened the door himself. A few seconds passed before he closed it again and turned to me with my bag. "Are you sure this is all you need?"<br /> I took the bag but I couldn't help myself. "You answered the door without knowing who it was."<br /> He shrugged. "Yeah?"<br /> "But you just said I couldn't." I dropped my bag on the couch and crossed my arms over my chest.<br /> He inched closer to me and I was immediately aware that we were the only two people in the front of the bus. "You're tiny. If someone had bad intentions, it would be a lot easier to hurt you than it would be to hurt me."<br /> I scoffed. "I'm not tiny. I'm bigger than most of the women who were trying to climb up the stage at your concert tonight, I bet."<br /> He stepped even closer. "You're tiny compared to me."<br /> "I can open doors, Jones." I tipped my head back slightly to hold his gaze as he moved closer.<br /> His hand curled around my waist and I got another flash of his tongue ring when he licked his lips. "You can do a lot of things, I'm sure, Firecracker. That doesn't mean you should. That piece of ex of yours might've let you do all sorts of things by yourself, but just consider that maybe that's because he isn't a real man."<br /> I flushed as his words sank in. My natural instinct to argue was there, but I swallowed it down and smiled instead. "Maybe you're right."<br /> He glanced over my shoulder and took a step back. "Bathroom's open. Go, get changed."<br /> I looked over my shoulder and saw Mack standing in the pathway that led to the rest of the bus. He was dressed, thankfully, but it didn't exactly take away from his hotness. I grabbed my bag and walked towards him. "I got my bag. Thanks, again."<br /> He nodded and moved sideways, but not out of the way. The three of them on the bus didn't leave a lot of extra room to move around, especially towards the back half of the bus. When I moved past him, my chest brushed against his and I watched his eyes narrow on me. I held my breath and then bumped right into Xavier. He wrapped his arm around me to keep me steady and I found myself plastered against his chest.<br /> "Not a lot of space back here. Sorry." Xavier gently moved away and smiled. "Let me get out of your way."<br /> I shook my head and nodded back at Mack. "Mack didn't. I'll just squeeze by."<br /> Squeezing past Xavier was an even tighter fit and it wasn't just my chest that rubbed against him. I felt a bulge in his pants against my stomach and fought the need to look down and see if it looked as big as it felt.<br /> He grunted when my bag hit him after I made it through but when I turned to check on him, he held up his hand. "I'm good. Go on."<br /> I was slipping into the bathroom when I heard Mack laughing. "Put that thing away before you poke someone's eye out, X. Jesus."<br /> I pressed my back against the door and covered my face with my hands. I was pretty sure I wasn't living in reality anymore. Working in my job meant I'd seen several famous musicians, but whatever was happening with JAX felt different. I was sure they were just flirts, but I was picking up big energy.<br /> I opened my bag and looked at the things I'd brought and made a split second decision. My anger at Matthew directed my hands as I pulled out the outfit I'd planned to seduce him with. A corset top that made my boobs look out of this world and a skirt that flirted around my thighs with every move I made weren't things I'd typically wear out in public, but I was going out for a drink with one of the biggest bands in the country. I wanted to look as good as they did. Or, at least try to.<br /> Both the top and skirt were black, as were most of my clothes. I nearly died trying to get on the corset, but with a little maneuvering and a papilla almost lost in the battle, I got it on. I slipped my feet into black strappy heels that I only wore on special occasions so Matthew didn't complain about the way I towered over him. I spent a few minutes darkening my makeup for a night out and put a gloss over my red lips to make them pop.<br /> It was as I was working my hair into a cute half-back style that I realized I was primping like I was going out on a date and maybe doing too much. I was suddenly embarrassed and horrified that I would walk out of the bathroom, just to have the guys look awkward about how much effort I'd put into simple drinks. My heart hammered and I pulled my cell phone out to quickly send a picture to Jagger.<br /> Do I look like I'm a desperate groupie?<br /> He called immediately. "What are you wearing? Are you going out with that piece of trash, wearing that?"<br /> To say that my brother hated my recent ex would be an understatement. "Just tell me that I look okay. I'm nervous. I'm not going out with Matthew. I found Matthew cheating on me a few hours ago and dumped him."<br /> "I'll murder him." Jagger growled out the words and I heard the sound of his screen door slam shut.<br /> "Look, we can do Matthew dance later, but I'm about to go out for drinks with JAX right now, Jag. JAX. Do I look desperate?" I stared at my reflection and frowned. "I think I look desperate."<br /> "What did you say?"<br /> Groaning, I accidentally stomped my foot and then glared at the appendage like it'd wronged me. "You heard me, Jag."<br /> "You look fine. You're going out with JAX? As in my favorite band? I don't believe you. Send me a picture."<br /> "I'm not sending you a picture, Jag!" A knock on the bathroom door made me yelp. "Just a minute!"<br /> Mack's low voice came from the other side of the door, clear as day. "Why don't you come out here and let us tell you that you don't look desperate?"	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I never played any sports cause, I was never interested honestly. I was however, an A student, always aced my exams, and made sure to stay out of trouble. Until one day me and Scott partnered up on a history project, and sure enough, we had chemistry and decided to try it out. We decided to go to the same college, with me majoring in Business Management, and him majoring in Engineering.<br /> He proposed on my 19th birthday, of course I was nervous. But why not, I said Yes. Our parents were extremely shocked to say the least. But they were supportive of our decision, and we got married 8 months later. We were happy, at least I thought we were.<br /> End of Flashback.<br /> **<br /> Do you ever get that feeling when you feel like everything you have worked hard for comes crumbling down?<br /> Yup, me too.<br /> I never thought I would ever find myself in this situation but, here we are. We're currently in my lawyer's office finalising our divorce.<br /> 22 years old, and a divorcee. Now this is funny.<br /> "Alright, Mrs Cruise, my client Mr Cruise is willing to give you $500 000 as part of the divorce settlement, as well as leaving the house to you. What do you say?" Said his lawyer, Mr Smith.<br /> " I don't want anything that belongs to him, all I'll take is my clothes and my car."<br /> He's sick in the head if he thinks I'll take any of his flithy money.<br /> " Are you sure? Half a million is a lot to start over Mrs - "<br /> "- I'm sure. I'll be fine. And it's Ms Campbell."<br /> Scott looked at me with an unreadable expression. As if he expected me to accept the settlement.<br /> Ha. Suck on that Cheater.<br /> "Alright then...Ms Campbell. All that's left for you to do is to sign on the dotted line on the first, third, and fourth page."<br /> Mr Smith passed over the papers to me.<br /> I dried down my sweaty hands on my skirt and took the pen that was handed to me. With a shaky breath, I signed on the dotted line. It was happening. I am officially a divorced woman. It's over.<br /> But I couldn't help but feel hurt, hurt that the man who was supposed to love me for all eternity would betray me. With MY BEST FRIEND?!?! Bimbo never saw this coming, not by a long shot, that's for sure.<br /> I'm standing outside the courtyard when in my peripheral vision, Scott comes into view.<br /> "So....This is it huh?" Scott drawls out.<br /> "This is. I hope you're happy now. I hope she treats you much better than I could've." I look in the opposite direction to wipe the tears running down my face.<br /> "I'm sad that it had to come to this. I'm sorry that I wasn't faithful to you, and I hope we can move forward on a good note " he said with a faint smile on his lips.<br /> I couldn't take it anymore, so I ignored his last comment and rushed to my car.<br /> As soon as I put on my seatbelt, I could not stop the tears falling down like a waterfall. I loved him, and I still do. But no more. I'm done crying over him who broke my heart. No more Mr Nice Guy.<br /> I drove home with a promise to make sure I come out bigger and better.<br /> "Baby, I'm home!!!" No answer.<br /> That's strange, I've never had to call him more than once before.<br /> "Scott, are you there babe??"<br /> Hmm, weird. His car is in the driveway. Where could he be? Oh well, maybe he's busy with work.<br /> I put the groceries down on the kitchen counter, and quickly made my way upstairs. <br /> As I start my way upstairs, I come across his dress shirt and red stilettos. I feel my heart beat faster with every step I took. He couldn't possibly be with another woman, right?? He promised he would never ever betray me.<br /> Gulping down my nerves, I proceed to the top of the stairs, where I see even more clothes sprawled messily on the first floor. I start feeling light headed and grab on to the banister for support. I take a deep breath, and reach our bedroom door.<br /> I hear deep grunts and moans on the other side of the room. it's now or never. <br /> I open the door and the sight before me sends chills to my spine.<br /> My own husband, balls deep in my best friend Chrissy.<br /> Chrissy Mathews, has....well, had been my friend ever since we were 10 years old. We've told each other all our deepest darkest secrets and always been there for one another. <br /> It was always evident that she was secretly jealous of me, making snide remarks about me on the low, I mean sure, I look very attractive if I do say so myself, but I never took it seriously because she was my best friend.<br /> She never approved of me and Scott's relationship, she always said I deserved better, and we were not compatible for one another. I didn't know why until I found out that she wanted him for herself. Just my luck huh?<br /> "WHAT THE IS GOING ON HERE?!?!" I.Was.Livid. And I didn't give a flying that I was screaming like a madman.<br /> He turned his head around so fast I thought it would snap at that very moment.<br /> "Zara baby... uhh....Baby, please, it's not what you think it is. Please Zara." He pleaded with those beautiful chocolate coloured eyes that once made me turn to jelly.<br /> "Then what is it Scott?! Please make me understand how you're sleeping my best friend?!"<br /> I turned to my best friend. The bimbo who promised to be by my side forever.<br /> "And YOU!!! You're such a bimbo Chrissy, I don't understand how you would do this to me!!"<br /> She looked pleased with herself. Almost like she planned on getting caught. The nerve.<br /> "Zara please, this is not how I wanted this to go down but... I'm sorry you had to find out like this. We can't change anything now." He said, with a blank look on his face.<br /> "Wha-<br /> What are you talking about Scott? We were supposed to be happy Baby, just me and you, living our best lives together, why are you doing this to me?"<br /> "I just can't live this double life anymore Zara, I love Chrissy. I'm in love with her and -"<br /> "No No No No No!!!!!! How are you saying this to me?? You married ME!!!! YOU said for better, for worse till DEATH do US part Scott, surely you don't mean that!!!"<br /> Scott was losing patience fast. " Zara, I cannot ignore the feelings I have for Her" he said, gesturing to Chrissy, who was clearly enjoying the scene unfolding before her.<br /> "We haven't been spending enough time together, I'm always working and you're busy with starting your business. We hardly ever have time for one another. She was always there to lift my mood. She brought back the spark that I thought had disappeared forever. I'm sorry but.....it's over."<br /> My walls were breaking down fast. I'm not about to let them see me weak. I took a deep breath closing my eyes.<br /> "Fine, if that's what you want, so be it. I just hope it was worth destroying our marriage. I'll get my clothes in the morning."<br /> I turned around to leave, not looking back. A part of me wanted him to run after me and tell me he didn't mean all that he said to me. But he didn't. He never did. I grabbed my car keys and left.<br /> t's been 2 years since my divorce, and I am doing so much better than I thought. Scott broke me in ways that I didn't believe were possible. I didn't take his money because I didn't want anything to do with him, or anything that would remind me of him.<br /> I heard through the grapevine that him and Chrissy got engaged a year ago, and to say I was broken would be an understatement. Deep down I always hoped he'd come back to me, and tell me he was foolish to ever leave me, and we would fix things and live out the rest of our days together.<br /> After the divorce I never bothered on trying to date again, it just never felt right.<br /> I was brought out of my daydream by Alex snapping his fingers in my face.<br /> snap snap snap snap*<br /> "Hey!!!! Earth to Zara.... You okay babe?"<br /> "Huh....yeah, yeah. Just thinking is all." He looked at me with a 'are you kidding right now' look.<br /> He took a deep sigh. " Sweetie, he's gone. You have to accept that he's moved on with that hag, and you have to move on too."<br /> I pulled the ends of my long curly hair frustratedly<br /> " I know, I know. You're right. It's his loss and he's not my problem anymore" I said trying to put on a strong face.<br /> " Let's go out tonight babe. It's a Friday , and you haven't been out the house in a million years!!!"<br /> I was apprehensive on going. Clubs aren't even my thing. I don't even drink that much. But then again, I'm single, and I need to let off some steam from the past week.<br /> "let's go to a club!!!!" I said with enthusiasm.<br /> He looked at me and displayed his million dollar smile. "That's my girl!!!! I'll fetch you at uhm.....7?"<br /> "Works for me. Thanks again Alex, for being here for me and helping me move on from that " I told him with a grateful smile on my face.<br /> He waved me off, rolling his eyes with a smirk<br /> " Ugh, it's fine sweetie, he doesn't deserve you, and if anything, you missed a man with that piece of trash. Think of it like this: this is basically your second chance at actually having something real with a person who'll actually put you first. You'll see."<br /> I arrived at my house at 5pm, giving me 2 hours to get ready before Alex comes over.<br /> I came to and the water had turned cold. With a deep sigh I quickly washed up and wrapped myself in a big, fluffy white towel and glanced at the clock.<br /> " one hour left " I thought.<br /> Wiping off the steam on my mirror, I inspected my face and smiled to myself. I ran my hands through my long black, curly hair, and my fair caramel skin.<br /> After my divorce I would have never thought I would be able to move on from Scott. He was my everything, first love, first relationship, and my world seemed to revolve around him. I felt....lost, without him. Tall, Dark, Handsome, Loving. I really thought I had it all.<br /> Leaving my bathroom, I took off my towel and left it on my chair, and went into my walk-in closet to find something to wear.<br /> "since it's a club I have to find something modest, since I'm not much of a clubber"<br /> I chose a orange one shoulder mini-dress that shows my mid-section , paired with orange webbed heels.<br /> I walked over to my vanity and applied a smokey eye and some blush with some lip gloss, with my hair in a high ponytail.<br /> As promised, Alex pulled up and sent a text telling me he was outside.<br /> Doing one final look over in my full length mirror, I walked out of the house, not forgetting to lock and walked down my driveway.<br /> "Girl, you look suh-moking hot sweets!!!" Alex said with a bright smile.<br /> "Aw, thank you. I try." I responded with a laugh.<br /> "Now, are we getting drunk or what?!?!"You know that feeling whereby you have second thoughts on doing, but then it's too late to turn back? Yup, me too.<br /> Sweaty, icky, drunk, swaying bodies surrounding us with the faint smell of spirit and somehwhat intercourse in the air. Thank God this place had air conditioning, otherwise I would have gotten sick.<br /> We're blinded by red, blue and green streak lights from the high ceilings . This is actually a really upscale place if I do say so myself.<br /> We FIGHT our way through the swarms of drunk people and find our way to our table where our friends are already seated.<br /> "ZARA WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?! WE THOUGHT YOU'D DIED IN THAT MASSIVE HOUSE OF YOURS!!!!" , my childhood friend Sammie said to me.<br /> "Seriously though Alex, how did you get this bimbo out of the house?" Nicole adding dramatically.<br /> "Guys please!! I can still have Fun, alright? With that being said....WHO WANTS DRINKS???"<br /> My friends let out screams of approval and gave me their drink orders. I walked over to the bartender on the other side of the floor and gave him our orders, leaving him to do his work. I think back to what Alex said and actually agree that it's not my fault my marriage didn't work out. And I should stop crucifying myself for waste I couldn't control. Maybe there is someone else for me out there, that will truly love me, just...maybe.<br /> For some reason, I felt chills in the back of my spine. As if someone is watching me. I turned around to see no one in particular. Shrugging my shoulders I looked forward and slightly moved my body to the music playing in the background.<br /> The bartender gave me my drinks and I walked back to my table.<br /> { "Who's that girl, the one in the orange dress?"}<br /> { " I dunno, I've never seen her here before. Must be a first timer." }<br /> The mysterious man went back to sipping on his whisky, his eyes still on the beautiful girl.<br /> "Ugh, finally Zara!! We thought you got lost on your way back" said Nicole. "Oh, and did you see how the hawwwwt, guy sitting in the back was looking at you?!?!"<br /> A frown appeared between my eyebrows, "Who, I didn't see anyone at all."<br /> "Look behind you."<br /> I looked behind me and my breath hitched.<br /> Oh. My. Gosh.<br /> Grey eyes, slight stubble along his chiselled jaw, with a tabacco in between his plump, cherry coloured lips, 3 piece black and grey suit, and a watch that probably costs more than my entire life. <br /> Staring Right. At. Me.<br /> He noticed I was looking at him and showcased his million dollar smile. What was this man doing to me?<br /> I returned the smile, just showing politeness, and turned back to the table to see the 3 musketeers looking right at me with wide smiles, ready to pop any minute now.<br /> "The are you looking at, he's just being polite." I felt slightly uncomfortable under his and their gaze. Like I was under a microscope.<br /> "Uhm...what was that Zara? He clearly likes you and all you're gonna offer him is a smile and a wave? What's wrong with you?!?!"<br /> "Hey Hey Hey!!! Not everyone is a horndog like you Taylor, chill out. And besides....you don't chase the man, the man has to chase you."<br /> We took our conversation to the dance floor and started swaying our bodies to the music. The DJ sure does know how to make the party happen, kudos to him.<br /> I drank more and lost myself in the music, until I felt hands hold onto my waist firmly. <br /> Grey eyes was staring down on me. I didn't realise how tall he was since he was sitting down.<br /> He's about 6'7 while I'm a cool 5'7.<br /> "Hey."<br /> I had to tilt my head in order to see him. He looks so much hotter in person.<br /> I took a deep breath trying to not stutter.<br /> "Uh..Hi." <br /> He leaned down to my ear.<br /> "What's a beautiful lady like you doing alone in a place like this?"<br /> His minty breath mixed with whiskey and cigarettes got me real hot and heavy.<br /> "I didn't come here alone. I actually came here with my 4 friends. I'm surprised you didn't see me sitting with them."<br /> He completely ignored my response and looked at me with an indescribable expression.<br /> "Let me take you home. I insist."<br /> "No thank you, I don't want to worry my friends."<br /> "I don't think they'll mind, besides, they're too occupied with ....𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬." He gestured behind me where Taylor was grinding on a random guy, while the other 3 where no where to be seen.<br /> I pondered over it for a while. Leaving with a complete stranger was a completely good idea, no matter how hot, dreamy he may be. But then again....what do I have to lose?<br /> "Let's go." I said feeling confident.<br /> He replied with a lopsided grin and took my hand, leading me to the parking lot, he opened my door for me and I thanked him while getting in.<br /> He jogged over to the driver's side and got in.<br /> Soon enough we were racing down the highway going further and further away from the busy night life.<br /> "Nice car you got." I tried to start a conversation.<br /> "Thanks. Where do you live?" I quickly gave him the coordinates and he continued along the road to my house. I actually took this time to actually look at this mystery man. He's actually more handsome in person, with tattoos peeking out of the collar and sleeves of his white dress shirt.<br /> "Don't you know it's rude to stare, Sweetheart?" With a smile on his face, still focusing on the road.<br /> "Sorry, I didn't realize I was staring that long." I muttered embarrassed. Thank God for my skin tone otherwise he would've noticed the slight blush on my cheeks.<br /> "Ahh, so you 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 staring at me?" His smile getting wider by each word he said.<br /> "I can't help it, I like what I see." Shrugging my shoulders and looking out my window, I realised we had already arrived.<br /> "Thanks again...you know....for not trying to kill me or anything -"<br /> "-wait. I didn't get your name" He turned fully to look at me, awaiting my answer.<br /> "Zara. Zara Campbell. And...you are?"<br /> "Mason Anderson. At your service, Madam." He said with a British accent.<br /> We shared a laugh and exchanged numbers, with him not letting me leave his car until he made sure I gave him the right number.<br /> "I'll give you a call sometime, yeah?"<br /> My heart fluttered at his words.<br /> ".....ERM, sure."<br /> He waited until I got in the house before driving off.<br /> I made a Greek salad to eat before changing into my red nightie and drifting off to sleep.<br /> Maybe I do have a chance to be happy, after all.	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1,778,730	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":1,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-05-08 18:42	active	760	1476087376646764	I slept with my bf's bestfriend	I decided to sleep with my boyfriend Vincent's best friend after I found out that Vincent was cheating on me .<br /> I’d met his friend two or three times before, but I didn’t even know his name. I’d only ever heard Vincent call him a “tomcat.”<br /> <br /> Nothing popped up for Tom, and he wasn’t a furry… Or at least, he didn’t look like one. Fortunately, it wasn’t hard to find him through my social media recommendations.<br /> Aaron Morris.<br /> His username was simple: “Amorris”, which was a combination of his first initial and his last name. <br /> There wasn’t a status set on his homepage either.<br /> His avatar was a picture of himself at what looked like a nightclub: a glass of w1ne in hand, head tilted in a wicked smile. Medium-length brown curls were accented by striking blue eyes. The black button-down shirt he was wearing had its bottom half opened, slightly exposing his abs.<br /> Did he have a six-pack? That would definitely make this revenge so much sweeter.<br /> He was undeniably sexy—enough to make most men simmer with jealousy. Sure, Vincent was attractive, but next to Aaron? He really wasn’t much to look at. How could Vincent be friends with someone so gorgeous? Did it not make him feel insecure?<br /> But that didn’t matter. Not anymore.<br /> Aaron accepted my friend request later that afternoon, and it wasn’t long before a notification popped up on my messenger.<br /> Amorris: ?<br /> heyOlive: Busy?<br /> Amorris: No, it’s cool. What’s up?<br /> I began to suspect that Aaron didn’t remember who I was at all. My own homepage had no pictures, and my avatar was just black. Looking back, it’s funny to think that after being together for two years, I’d only hung out with Vincent and his friends a handful of times. He was definitely trying to keep me away from his circle so that he could cheat on me. <br /> heyOlive: A u sing1e?<br /> . . .<br /> Amorris: What do you think?<br /> heyOlive: I booked a hotel room. Do you wanna come over…?<br /> Amorris: Oh darling<br /> Amorris: I don’t sleep with my brother’s girl:)<br /> My face flushed. I did not think he’d recognize my name.<br /> heyOlive: I won’t be his girl soon.<br /> Amorris: :)<br /> That stupid, smug little face made me think that he might’ve known this whole time that Vincent had been unfaithful. The realization brought my anger to a boil. All men really were the same. I wanted to believe that Vincent's cheating was just a one-time mistake, but Aaron’s response led me to believe that it was a regular occurrence. I couldn't imagine the picturethat every time Vincent left for a party, he’d have another woman wrapped up in his arms.<br /> My trust to Vincent was just like a joke. And now Aaron must think that I’d cheated on Vincent before all of this! <br /> The more I thought about it, the more nauseous I felt. I quickly sent a message to my best friend Cinder, desperately looking for an outlet.<br /> heyOlive: Come to the Beast Pub, tonight<br /> heyOlive: Gonna get wasted lol<br /> Cinderss: I can’t tonight :( I have to stay late to work on this stupid landscape plan. The homeowner’s throwing a fit over the water section <br /> heyOlive: Vincent is cheating<br /> Not even two seconds passed.<br /> Cinderss: ill meet you there xx<br /> We met up at Beast Pub, the bar near Cinder’s office. Before she even showed up, I already had a beer in my hand. I usually hated the taste, but today it felt like the only way to douse my anger.<br /> Around 9 o’clock, Cinder finally arrived. She was a blonde beauty, and not even her conservative office uniform could hide her lithe figure. If the clacking of her designer heels didn’t give it away, she came from a family that was a little more than “well off.” The girl had all the money she could ask for but still insisted on working, devoted to her career in landscaping.<br /> “Olive! I’m so, so sorry I’m late, babe! Oh! Yes, one cocktail special, please.” Cinder made her way to my table. She sat herself down across from me and took my hands in hers, “You look so good! Oh my god!” Then she dropped her voice to a hushed tone, “Are you trying to get laid?”<br /> “Apologized for the wait, ordered a drink, and got straight to it, huh?” I waved the glass in my hand and gave her a lazy grin. “Not bad for the heiress of the Swann Group.”<br /> “Ugh… quit it! I’m serious! What is going on with you and Vincent?”<br /> I sipped the foam off my drink and then pulled out my phone, passing it to Cinder.<br /> “Remember when I said Vincent was gonna see his friend Emily? From college? She posted this the day after their class reunion last week.”<br /> “Ooh! Let’s see here… Hotel room window—That’s a nice angle. School shirt. No pants. Probably no underwear. Sleepy eyes.” Cinder clicked her tongue, eyes scanning over the photo’s caption. “Hmm… ‘Throwback to grad night…’ Oh, this is so a morning-after pic.”<br /> “Right? I thought so, too.” I sighed, shoulders slumping as I relived the realization. “That’s Vincent’s shirt she’s wearing.”<br /> Her eyes widened and she held the phone closer to her face. “Wha—How do you know? I’m sure they all have the school shirt.”<br /> “Well, yeah, but Vincent couldn’t find his own before he left. Mine’s oversized so I just let him borrow it. It has some faint paint splatters on the sleeve.” I leaned forward and pointed at the picture. “Right there. She’s wearing the evidence, Cinder. How do you explain that any other way?”<br /> She handed my phone back to me, brow furrowed. "I… don’t know. I mean, I can’t. You’re right.”<br /> A waiter stopped at our table, setting Cinder’s cocktail down. She ignored it, grabbing my glass and taking a long drink. She shot the waiter a dazzling smile, “Can I get one of these, too?”<br /> After he left, I continued, "I didn't mention it to him at first, but then I found out they did share a room. Then I found their texts and—God, I’m such an idiot…”<br /> "He’s such a trash," Cinder corrected.<br /> "Such a trash!" I cried, swallowing another mouthful of beer.<br /> “ yeah!” We clinked glasses. My anger was washed away, just like I’d hoped it would.<br /> Cinder giggled and sat back, “So what’s next?”<br /> “Well…” I smirked over the rim of my drink. “I texted one of his buddies earlier. Said I had a hotel room to myself if he wanted to join me.”<br /> “Ooh! So you’re gonna cheat right back at him!” She was clearly excited, “I love that! So you were with him at the hotel before coming here? Was he handsome? <br /> “No! I mean, I don’t know. Vincent calls him a tomcat,” I said, winking at her. “He turned me down, though.”<br /> “Turned you down?! For what?!” She scowled at me and reached over the table to give my shoulder a shove. “You should’ve sent a bikin1 pic! I bet he wouldn’t have been able to resist something like that.”<br /> “It doesn’t matter. I could easily find someone else…” I set my glass down. “It’s just gonna be hard to find such a perfect-looking guy. I really wanna stick it to Vincent, you know?”<br /> “Oh, totally. I mean look at the guys here,” Cinder scanned over the men in the room, some of whom threw her a wink when saw her looking. She ignored them with a blank expression and turned back to me, wagging a finger in disgust. “You can’t sleep with someone who isn’t at least as handsome as Vincent.”<br /> I nodded. The whole appeal of my revenge was to sleep with a better man to make Vincent feel pathetic. Otherwise, what’s the point?<br /> While I was agonizing over having to find another dreamboat like Aaron, my phone buzzed.<br /> Amorris: Come over?<br /> Before I even had a chance to reply, Aaron sent an address.<br /> “Is that Vincent?” asked Cinder.<br /> I shook my head, “No. It’s the tomcat. Seems like he’s changed his mind…”<br /> She gasped and snatched my phone away. “Aaron Morris… Oh my god. That’s Vincent’s friend?!” <br /> “Yeah? You know him?”<br /> “Know him? My old man tried to set me up with him. Aaron’s the second son of the Morris Group. Not only is his family loaded, but he started his own business in college.” She shook her head and passed my phone back. “He was offered three million dollars for his patents, but he said no. His company’s thriving now.” She paused to sip her drink. “Trust me. Go see him. Vincent is no match.”<br /> She’s right. Aaron was easily my best choice at the moment. I can already imagine Vincent’s seething jealousy and crushed ego if I could make this work with Aaron.<br /> Cinder took a second to map the address Aaron sent me. “He’s at… oh! Tribeca. That’s right by my place.” She nodded at me excitedly, “You can go to my house to change into something better. Fix up your makeup. He’ll be totally blindsided!<br /> “I don’t think that’s necessary,” I said. “We are not dating. I don’t need to go all out.”<br /> She pouted, “Alright, fine. Don’t. But if you go there looking like a tramp, security might not even let you inside.”<br /> “Okay!” I gave in, finishing my beer. “Your place it is. Let’s go.”<br /> An hour later, I was dolled up and Cinder had gone back to her office for the night. At this point, my rage had boiled away, leaving behind a numbness. I didn’t even have it in me to feel ashamed.<br /> I realized I hadn’t eaten anything all day, so I stopped by a local burger joint on the way to his house. While I waited for my order, I pulled out my phone.<br /> heyOlive: Have you eaten yet? I’m grabbing food from Joey’s by your house. I could get you something…?<br /> Amorris: ?<br /> Amorris: I don’t even have pants on, and you’re asking if I want burgers? lol<br /> I laughed at the absurdity of it all.<br /> What was I thinking?<br /> Amorris: Go ahead and pick something for me.<br /> Amorris: Thanks darling<br /> As I held the paper to-go bag in my hand, I glanced between the map on my phone and the cars speeding by. After a few minutes of this, he sent another message.<br /> Amorris: 2 out of 5 stars. Delivery came super late. Will not be ordering again.<br /> I scowled. Just who the did he think I was?<br /> heyOlive: Lost :(<br /> Amorris: Great.<br /> Amorris: Where are you now?<br /> I quickly sent him a picture of my location. Three minutes later, he was suddenly in front of me. It took me a moment to even recognize him.<br /> Most of the times I’d ever seen Aaron were at dim and foggy nightclubs. He’d wear either black or white shirts and always had a beautiful woman at his side. Between Vincent calling him Tomcat and Emily always complimenting his style, my mental image of Aaron was similar to a classy and flirtatious boss.<br /> But today? He was dressed for home: a black sweatshirt and washed-out jeans. He seemed like a wholly different person than the one I met at nightclubs in the past.<br /> He grinned as soon as he saw me. “Hi.”<br /> God, he was so handsome. His Facebook avatar did not do him justice.<br /> It’s said that men are creatures of sight, that they judge by looks. But women can be the same, right? The fact that my notion to “toss the burger to him and leave” had disappeared was enough proof. I knew that Aaron was handsome, just not really my type… <br /> Except that the man in front of me now was exactly the kind of knockout I wanted.<br /> I smiled back, “Hi.”<br /> He reached for the paper bag in my hand, frowning. “Ooh. And the food’s cold.”<br /> If he treats me like a god delivery girl one more time…<br /> He walked me back to his building, leading the way up to his penthouse. The view was breathtaking, showcasing the bustling nightlife of Manhattan.<br /> To be honest, I expected it to be somewhat awkward, but Aaron went straight to the kitchen as soon as we entered, grabbing utensils out of a drawer and putting his burger on a plate. He was really going to eat it with a knife and a fork. Classy.<br /> He looked up at me and asked, “Do you want ketchup?”<br /> I had to remind myself: I am here for a date. I have to at least try having dinner with him before I leave.<br /> God, even his ketchup tasted amazing. It was some ritzy brand I’d never heard of.<br /> After a bit, Aaron stepped into another room to take a phone call. I finished eating and brought the dishes to the kitchen, absentmindedly washing my hands when I felt one of his land on my shoulder, startling me.<br /> He grabbed the plates and put them in the dishwasher, smiling. “You can just leave ‘em in there.”<br /> Then he leaned in a little closer. Granted, it was a safe, platonic distance, but I couldn’t even call myself friends with him yet. I shook the water off my hands and turned to look at him.<br /> His expression was innocent. “Something came up. I have to go.”<br /> What? Was this date already a failure?<br /> “Wait for me, okay? I’ll get changed real quick and take you home,” he said, lifting a hand to brush my hair out of my face. I immediately took a step back to avoid him, and his hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air. He paused for a few seconds before putting it down, still wearing that seductive smile.<br /> “Huh? You were the one who invited me over,” I said, incredulous. How could he just leave like that? I borrowed Cinder’s clothes and redid my makeup for this!<br /> “Alright…” He started slowly. He looked almost confused. “So you wanna wait for me? I’ll be back in soon.”<br /> I bit my lower lip and cursed him internally, but tried my best to stay polite.<br /> “No, it’s alright. I can call a cab,” I gave him a cordial smile, turning to leave. In an instant, he caught me by the wrist and pulled me back. I didn’t resist, letting him bring me to stand in front of him.<br /> He stared at me, brows lowered. Staring into those beautiful blue eyes of his, I felt like I won the lottery.<br /> “Kitchen, living room, or bedroom,” he asked, voice low.<br /> “Bedroom,” I said, suddenly breathless. “The bedroom’s fine.”<br /> Aaron let out a deep laugh. “Perfect.”<br /> I got a good look at his penthouse as he led me upstairs. I’d expected the rest of his home to be gaudy, typical of a young and reckless millionaire, but he surprised me. It reminded me of an elegant hotel suite, decorated with gorgeous vintage furniture, expensive paintings, and marble sculptures.<br /> His bedroom itself was unexpectedly light and simple in comparison. It had a mature black and white color scheme to it. The windowsill was set with w1ne and scented candles and dimmed gallery lights hung from the ceiling. The space was free of furniture aside from the king-sized bed and nightstand in the middle of the room.<br /> I was suddenly disgusted, thinking about how many women he must have had in this bed.<br /> The smell of the candles became almost overpowering, and I hesitated at the doorway. “Can we take a step back?” I asked.<br /> “Back?” He frowned, puzzled. “To what?”<br /> “The living room? Or the kitchen? Someplace else…” I rubbed my nose with one hand, resting the other on my chest.<br /> Aaron cocked an eyebrow at this, walking across the room to open the window and blowing out the candles in the process. He made his way back to me, took my hand, and shot me another award-winning smile. “Darling. Going back isn’t an option.”<br /> And then, I was pulled inside.<br /> The bed was incredibly soft.<br /> Aaron, on the other hand, incredibly uneasy.<br /> He sat over me with his knees at my sides, looking down into my eyes while he slowly undressed. Just a glimpse at the waistband of his underwear was enough to send me into a haze.<br /> He was so charming.<br /> He didn’t have much body hair, giving a clear view of his toned chest, well-defined muscles, and—I knew it!—six-pack abs. His body would put male models everywhere to shame.<br /> Aaron leaned down to stare at me. One hand rested on the side of my face, while the other got to work skillfully unbuttoning my top. The slowed pace made me deeply regret my choice of clothes.<br /> Once it was finally undone, he glanced down at my body and paused. When his eyes met mine again, they were filled with desire.<br /> Underneath my shirt-dress, I was only wearing a skin-tight camisole. I’d borrowed Cinder’s brand new silk halter top. It was white with black lace trim, with an extremely low neckline to accentuate my bust. Through the thin material, you could clearly make out the pink of my teat. The hem was barely long enough to cover my panties.<br /> I watched his Adam’s apple bob and felt a hand slide around my waist, gently tickling through the fabric. He asked in a hoarse voice, “Is this alright?”<br /> I held my tongue, biting my bottom lip. My hand was weakly pressed against his chest. My heart pounded in my chest, and when I felt Aaron’s racing under my fingertips, I couldn’t help but moan.<br /> He didn’t bother lifting my skirt, instead slipping his hand under the fabric. It came to a tantalizing stop at my chest, his long index finger tracing my curves, sending a shiver down my spine.<br /> I caught his hand, my breath unsteady. “Stop teasing me. Please.”<br /> Aaron raised his eyebrows slightly. Then he took my wrist in his free hand, dragged it up his leg and along his inner thigh, and held it to his hardened length through his jeans.<br /> “You don’t want to rush this, do you?” He lowered his head, and I felt his hot breath as he whispered in my ear. “No, I think I need to warm you up for this first.”<br /> Any protest I had died in my throat.<br /> He gave a soft chuckle and slid his fingers down to my thighs, squeezing roughly. My breathing became even more labored.<br /> He moved to kiss my neck, and I reflexively shied away. <br /> But Aaron didn’t seem to notice, his tongue trailing down to lick at my collarbone, then further down to my chest. He seemed to be loving the foreplay as much as I was. I felt him hook a finger into my panties and pull them away, only to return in seconds to trace the outside of my flower.<br /> There was a sensitive twitch in my belly and slick heat coated his fingers. I saw him lift his hand, smiling gently. His gorgeous blue eyes looked at me as if I were the most precious gem in the world. I was so lost in his gaze that I almost missed him speaking.<br /> “You’re already soaked, hmm? I haven’t even had a chance to play with your 'petal', darling.” And with that, his thumb finally made its way to my pistil.<br /> I clenched my legs almost instantly, my back arching. He took that opportunity to slide his other hand up the curve of my bare back. I wanted to scream at how well he worked my body.<br /> “Mmm,” he hummed. “You’re squeezing my fingers so tightly… Loosen up.” His tone was seductive and steady, a stark contrast to my uncontrollable gasps of pleasure. “You can squeeze all you want once my member is in you.”<br /> I could only whisper as I begged, “Please… Please give it to me.”<br /> He laughed softly and leaned down again, his teeth lightly catching my teat through the thin silk of my chemise. Gentle nibbling and teasing with the tip of his tongue left behind a damp stain.<br /> “Your teat are different, darling.” His voice began to tremble with excitement. “All for me…”<br /> “Sh–Shut up,” I managed. I didn’t want to hear the filth spilling out of his mouth, especially when it was the truth, but the intense stimulation and thrill of my revenge aroused me beyond anything I’d felt before.<br /> My flower throbbed and ached, twitching at his wicked words. I shuddered again as his finger had worked its way in, and I felt it exploring and massaging all the right places. Feeling my wetness, he gently withdrew his finger and looked playfully at the glossy sheen left behind. The sudden emptiness made the aching even worse as my insides clenched around nothing.<br /> “Shut up? That’s not what your body’s telling me…” He cocked his head and smiled innocently. “In fact, it looks like it wants even more.”<br /> He stuck out his tongue and dragged it slowly over his fingers, silver threads pulling at the edges of his mouth. The clear blue of his eyes began to darken, growing dangerous and feral.<br /> I felt every nerve in my body screaming for his member. I don’t know why—I used to feel so neutral about intercourse in past relationships. Even with Vincent, I was never so desperate for it. Yet right now, I could only focus on Aaron’s length nestled between my legs, grinding against me through his pants, and all I wanted was to have him.<br /> Aaron tore the camisole off of me, his lips trailing down from my chest to my stomach. I was finally undressed underneath him, and I could hear him suck in a breath.<br /> “I wish I could keep you here forever,” he muttered. I heard him swallow and felt him through his jeans as he ground his hips into mine. “Right here in my bed…” He panted, pulling down his pants and finally freeing his member. <br /> Despite his thorough foreplay and preparation with his fingers, there was still that initial painful stretching. This tomcat was absolutely living up to his reputation as a lady-killer.<br /> He sighed almost dreamily, desire-filled eyes glazed over. His comfortable expression was actually kind of adorable.<br /> “Relax,” he reminded me as he stilled himself.<br /> My voice came out broken, “I am.”<br /> He smiled a little, pushing even deeper, and I couldn’t hold back my groan.<br /> “Hey.” He held my chin, softly running his thumb over my lips. “Tell me if you’re uncomfortable… and let me know what feels good, okay?” Everything about him was sending goosebumps down my body.<br /> What kind of feedback did he want exactly?<br /> Before I got a chance to ask, he gave an experimental thrust, and I couldn’t bite back my moan in time.<br /> “Just like that, darling,” he gave a breathy laugh.<br /> He was going to be the death of me.<br /> Aaron couldn’t help himself at this point. He rammed his member into me, tangling his fingers in my hair and tilting my head back. I felt his Adam’s apple tickling my neck while he moaned and whispered sweet nothings in my ear. When he’d pull back, he’d gaze into my eyes as if mesmerized by the dazed, half-focused way I looked up at him.<br /> He slurred, “Let me taste those sounds you’re making, baby.” And with that, his mouth traced my jawline until he found my lips.<br /> I turned my head away, avoiding the kiss. That was a little too intimate for us.<br /> This didn’t seem to put him off and he kept up his rhythm. I listened to the honeyed words that fell from him—how charming, how lovely, how perfect I was—and I listened to the filthy words as well. Filthy words about my body, my lips, and my eyes.<br /> Just as my thoughts were drifting, he brought me back to the moment with a deep, delicious thrust. “You still with me, darling?”<br /> I felt like I could die like this, lost in the feeling of him. I didn’t even have the words to describe it. It was carnal and passionate in a way that transcended each of my senses. I was overwhelmed by the sounds of skin slapping against skin, the vulgar wetness as he drove himself into me again and again, my own shameless screams of euphoria, and his fervent gasps.<br /> My phone rang. I knew it must be Vincent.	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