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My skin burns in the trail of his lascivious gaze. His naked body is crafted to perfection. I regret not taking my time to graze my fingers over every curve of his muscles.
“We might as well make the most of this one-time experience.” He joins me on the bed. “What do you say, sweetheart?”
“You’re the boss, sunshine.”
Huxley takes me in every position he desires. My fingers feel every inch of his skin. His lips describe every filthy thing he wants to do before fulfilling his craving. Our bodies move in chaotic synchrony. Sex is our drug after an involuntary abstinence. When he fills the condom, I worry about the withdrawal symptoms because this won’t be enough of a fix.
My body aches, and I can only lay limp as he gets up.
He pulls the covers away and points at it. “Go to sleep.”
I watch as he pulls his boxers and trousers back on. With his shirt tucked in again and hair smoothed over, nobody would ever know he gave me the best orgasms of my life.
“Shut the door on your way out,” I dismiss him.
“Xavier can never know,” he warns.
I shoot him a sweet smile. “Xavier, who?”
10
Islamthecabdoor harder than I should when I see the familiar dark mop of hair. I try to walk past him, but he catches me before I can get into the safe confines of XR Securities.
“Hey.”
My deadly stare says it all as I look at Elliot. “What do you want?”
“You can’t avoid me forever,” he says annoyedly.
I want to tell him I can and have over the past few months. Every call and text went unanswered. One of the perks of moving into Xavier’s fortress is that Elliot doesn’t know where I live; even if he did, there’s no way for him to get in.
“Let’s see about that.” I walk past him, but he grabs my arm, stopping me. “Let go of me before I scream for security.”
He lets go as if I electrocuted him. “What happened to you? Who is this?” He scans me from head to toe. “The hair, the clothes, the job… this isn’t you. He’s changing you.”
I square my shoulders, refusing to let him bring me down to his level. “I’m happy. I’m financially stable. I have a future. You can’t recognise me because I never had these things with you. So, tell me what it will take to get you to leave me alone.”
He strokes my face so gently I can barely feel it. “I want us,” he pleads.
“Too late. Please stop calling me, or else I’ll change my number.” I turn on my heels and walk away.
“I need money.”
I halt. I take a deep breath and turn around. It only takes three steps to stand before him again, but it takes all my strength not to slap the audacity out of him. “That’s why you’re here?”
A shadow of guilt comes over his face. “I need some money, Sav,” he pleads. “You know I wouldn’t ask you if—“
My incredulous laugh cuts him off. “Of course, you would ask me! You are a joke!“ I open my mouth to tell him exactly what I think but realise there is no point. “Fuck off.”
He pulls my arm, stopping me from walking away. “I’m desperate. I owe money—“
I shrug his hand off my arm. “You owe me money.”
“These people aren’t playing about, Sav. I need to pay some of it back today before they fuck me up.”
I hate that I once loved this man; if I didn’t, maybe his stupid, sad, desperate face wouldn’t weaken my defences. I can hate him without wanting him to die.
“How much?”
