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His Games, Her Rules Forty Five
For the next twenty minutes, I can barely concentrate because I left Ross out there.“Do you think he’s still there?” I ask.“You could check.”I sigh and stand up as I walk to the front door. Yanking the door open, I hope Ross has left after waiting for too long, but that hope crashes at the sight before me. Ross is standing there, the bouquet of lilies in his hand as he stares at me.Oh, boy. I hope Dominique is paying him well because this is completely absurd.“Why are you still here?”“I told you why, Ma’am. I can’t go back to my boss without getting a yes from you.”“Right.” I sigh as I cross my arms. “And where’s your boss?”“In his office.”“Okay. Give me a minute.” I turn around and unlock the door as I step inside, shutting the door behind me with a groan.“What’s up?” Monique asks when I reach the living room.“I’m left with no choice but to go to Dominique myself.”“Oh, boy. I like that choice,” she grins as she wiggles her eyebrows. “Do you want me to help you pick out a
His Games, Her Rules Forty Six
Automatically, the door shuts behind me as I pause on my track. Dominique sits on a leather chair behind a large desk.Leonardo Gray sits on the opposite chair as he swivels around to look at me. Two pairs of blue eyes watch me and one of them holds so much intensity as I gulp, shifting my eyes to the large floor-to-ceiling window just to avoid the rush of heat Dominique’s intense gaze gives me.Suddenly, Leo stands up as he says something to his brother that I can’t comprehend. I turn in time to see Leo walking toward me as he stops to give me a once over with a big smile on his face.“Robyn. It’s always nice to meet you.” He stretches his hand to me and I take it.“Likewise.” I return the smile. Slowly, Leo lifts my hand to his lips and plasters a soft peck on the back of my palm.He drops my hand as he sidesteps me and walks out of the office. The minute I hear the mechanic door shut behind me, my senses heighten. Suddenly, there’s not enough oxygen and I can’t breathe. I can hear
His Games, Her Rules Forty Seven
I can’t believe I’m doing this.And why the hell did I even think I could avoid this? He’s Dominique Gray. He always gets what he wants. One look at his ocean-blue eyes and I was ready to do anything he asked of me. That is how well he commands my body.I can’t fight this. I can’t win this. Whatever games we are playing, I don’t think I’m ever going to win. I may have won the first time, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to win again.I stare at my reflection through the mirror on my dresser as I apply lipstick on my lips. Monique is going through my closet looking for the perfect dress for me. She squealed like the one who was going on a date when I told her I said yes. Her first words were, “I knew you were going to say yes. There was no guarantee you could resist that long.”I cover the lipstick as I smack my lips together. My hair is done, all thanks to Monique, and I look good. I didn’t want to overdo it, but the minute Monique took over to prepare me for this date, she made it a
His Games, Her Rules Forty Eight
The hostess receives us by the door with a big smile on her pale face. She recognizes Dominique before he can introduce himself.“Your table is right this way, Sir.” She leads us down to the corner of the restaurant that’s a little secluded from the rest of the restaurant.The tables here are few, with one couple already occupying the table at the far end. The hostess pushes a door open and steps through. Dominique leads me through, with his hand on my lower back. His palm on my back sends tingles to my feet and my heartbeat accelerates.“Where’s she taking us?”“To our table,” Dominique replies as he looks down at me, with an unfamiliar glint in his eyes.We climb through a flight of stairs as the hostess opens a door and the evening breeze hits my face. We’re on the rooftop where there are at least five beautiful tents. Underneath the tents are two white chairs and a table with a tablecloth over the tables. There is warm lighting hanging off the tents, with candles on the table.In
His Games, Her Rules Forty Nine
“I’m sorry?” I ask, not believing he just dared me to touch myself right here, with him sitting in front of me and in public. He must be joking.“I said I want you to touch yourself, Robyn, right here and now. And don’t hold back your moans, I want to listen to how you feel when you pleasure yourself. And you have less than three minutes to cum.”This is a joke, right? I stare at his blue eyes for any proof of whether he's joking or not, but there is none. He’s actually not joking.“What if I fake an orgasm?”“I’ll know. You will show me proof.”“You can’t be serious, Dominique, I could get caught.”“Then try not to get caught. Or you could always back down.”“And let you win?”“Then this will be an easy fit for you then.” Dominique smirks at me.Nobody knows this but I get turned on by the idea of getting caught when I’m doing something erotic in a public place. As much as this is crazy, the idea of getting caught is like my personal stimulant. I could actually have sex in a public b
His Games, Her Rules One
♪I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter♪♪Dancing through the fire♪♪'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar♪With my earbuds plugged into my ears, I sing along to Katy Perry Roar. I might be a bad singer, and maybe bad at every other social thing, but I just can't ignore Katy Perry's Roar each time I play it or hear it. It's my ringtone. I listen to it every morning before I get ready to come to work. It's a motivation for me. Listening to this beautiful song. It reminds me every time I listen to it that I am no longer the woman from years ago. I'm no longer the quiet girl her parents can just toss around. They've pushed me past my breaking point and made me realize I've got a choice. So here I am in New York working in this amazing hospital as a practical Nurse and I've never been happier. I sing along, loudly to be precise, as I use the thermometer as my microphone. I dance around in this small room without a care in this world. Some people may call me weird, mostly m
His Games, Her Rules Two
I catch my breath inside my car as I shut it down. I’m in the parking lot of my apartment building, head leaning against my car seat. I’m stressed out of my mind due to the overtime I’ve been working at the hospital.Today is Monique’s birthday and I have to be there for her. I unlock my car, with the cake and my handbag in my right hand and the birthday present on my left as I shut the door with my foot.I walk into the lobby, greet the doorman, and head straight to the elevator. I press open the elevator as I step inside and press my floor button. The elevator rides up as I lean against the wall, tapping my feet on the floor impatiently. The elevator slides open and I step out, almost running into someone.“Shit.” I curse.“I’m so sorry.” A masculine voice says.I balance the things I’m carrying as I look up. Tyler stands in front of me, dressed in his signature bad-boy clothes.“Hello, Tyler,” I say, plastering up a small smile.“You’re just coming back from work.” Isn’t that obvio
His Games, Her Rules Three
“This is the venue?” I ask Monique, looking out the tinted window of her Maserati.“Yup. Doesn’t look like it, right?” She asks as she unfastens her seatbelt. “The real shit happens at the top. Come on.” She tilts her head to the left as she unlocks the door.I expel a breath as I open my side door and step outside. I shut the door after me as I try to balance my clutch under my armpit while pulling down my bodycon dress. Tonight I made sure not to over-dress. I’m wearing a red corset dress, with a Vneck and a spaghetti strap, with matching white heels and a white clutch. Monique wears a strapless dark blue sequin dress that stops mid-thigh. Her black heels are with straps that are perfectly wrapped around her toned legs, matched with a black bag. Her braids are securely wrapped in a perfect bun.Damn, she looks really pretty.We walk into the lobby side by side as we head to the elevator. “Are you nervous?” Monique asks as we ride the elevator.“I’m not.” And that’s the truth.I’m f
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