Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94686 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94686 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Really? You’re just going to tell the whole car that you own my pussy. What a gentleman.
His words caused a shiver that started right at the center of my core and climbed up through my body with a ferociousness I’d never sensed before. If Vivian hadn’t been here, I had no doubt my legs would be open and panties falling to the ground. Chase pierced me with his gaze and then let it brush over my whole body before turning away. My flesh heated as I swallowed. “So, four days in Rome? I don’t know about that. Maybe we can stay until tomorrow.”
“Or maybe you can tell us what’s really going on?” Vivian gazed out of the window, her view set on the sky. “This Rome trip comes out of nowhere. You may have filled Jasmine’s eyes with wealth and Italian elegance, but I’m not buying it.”
“Hey, my eyes aren’t filled with anything.” My fingers itched to take my camera out, pull the window down, and take more pictures. However, that might have defeated my defiant statement just a bit. If truth be told, Chase did spoil me, and sadly I was getting too accustomed to it. He ruined me, just like he declared he would.
“No other man will be able to please you.”
I twisted to him. “What’s going on?”
“What do you mean?” He checked his phone again.
“Why do you keep looking at your phone?” Before he could answer, I held up one finger. “And let’s remember that we did this cool thing where we agreed to tell each other the truth and hide no secrets.”
He shut his phone off. “Sometimes the truth is necessary and sometimes it should be—”
“Put on probation.”
Groaning, he scowled at me and held a stare that was sharper than most kitchen knives. But his childhood was the story of a pampered boy with some tragedy where mine moved in and out of suffering and fear. That stare couldn’t put me in my place like he’d done with his other women many times before on the footage I’d watched with Troy.
“Probation is no longer an option,” he just about growled.
“It is when I don’t get the truth.”
“Maybe there is no truth, just speculation.”
“Then I should hear it.”
“Or wait until I know more.”
“Then we’ll both be waiting.” I closed my legs to make a point that I was sure rang loud and clear.
No honesty. No sex.
Rubbing his full lips, he gaped at my shut thighs with a fierce insanity. I almost opened them, just to get the overconfident Chase back. Even Vivian turned away from her sky watching to witness him at his weakened point.
“Are you sure you want to use sex as a weapon with me?” Those words left his lips. An intensity laced them.
“I’ll use any weapon that gets you to be truthful and less of an asshat.”
“You’ve called me that a lot.”
“I’m actually thinking of getting you a little shirt that says it.” Vivian grinned. “Picture this. A pale behind on top of someone’s head. Ass hat. I think that would rock. If you held a press conference with that shirt on, the world would go crazy with inspiration.”
Chase’s phone buzzed. He swiped his finger against the screen and lifted one side of his mouth into a sneer. “Well, here’s the truth, you two, Miss Sexually Abusive Siren,” he glared at me, then turned to Viv, “And Miss Thoroughly Hard to Please.” He turned his phone off. “I shut off Dawn, Wendy, and Lucy’s accounts, shut down Willow Park, and seized their vehicles and belongings. For Dawn, this would piss her off and make her dip into her trust fund. The only problem with that is she made me the power of attorney over all of her property and assets.”
“So you closed the trust fund too?” I asked.
“No. I kept that open, but with strict instructions for her to use a sort of credit card that’s attached to the account. She had no idea I requested it and probably thinks I haven’t considered her trust fund at all. But then, I may not know women, but I damn sure know money.”
“And what does the money say?”
“That Dawn purchased three rooms in Atrani yesterday afternoon.”
Fury boiled in my veins. “What!? I want to go back to Atrani.”
“It’s too dangerous.”
Even, Vivian sat up. “Oh, yes, especially since we know they’re there.”
“That’s the problem. No one checked in. I think it was a test to see what I would do. I figured that so my head of security hired two local women to knock on each room. No one answered. The women checked with the hotel staff. The manager explained that although the reservations were made, no one had checked in yet, and a woman called ahead to say they would be a bit late.”
I could barely breathe. Oxygen whooshed in, but barely made my lungs expand. “I want to go back to Atrani. If any of them is there, then I want to see them, face to face. Forget all of this dark alley mess.”