Two Months LaterPetite arms wrapped around his waist, and gentle fingers threaded through the shot hairs on his pubic region, soft lips drawing across his shoulders. It irritated Adam, but he didn't want to hurt her feelings by pushing her away."That was the best night of my life." Her morning, husky voice vibrated along his back. "And this..." Her hand stroked lower and took hold of his semi-erect dick. "...is the best cock I've ever tasted."He hardened when she squeezed him and she began to stroke gently. "I thought I wanted just a one-night stand, Adam," She let go of his member, her arms wrapping around his torso in a fierce hug, making her breasts press into his back, "but I realized that I want so much more. I want you in my life."That put Adam off completely. Grabbing her by the wrists, he pulled her hands from around him and stepped away to grab his boxers and shorts. "Funny I don't feel that way.""What? I didn't ride you well last night?" She asked, voice seductive. "

“You're kidding me!" Raul said dramatically with his eyes wide. “Please tell me we're watching some kind of Telenovela. She's the masked woman? The same girl who confronted you at the nightclub? She's the same girl who had you hooked with a single kiss?”The stepbrothers burst into new peals of laughter, and Adam stood at the side, trying not to show his irritation as he poured himself a stiff glass of scotch from the decanter.Adam had made the mistake of finally telling Raul and Alfredo that Eva was the girl from the New Year's Eve party and that he'd had a fling with her and was yearning for so much more, and as expected, their first action was to start teasing him.“Just like June gets you all hot and bothered?” Ethan asked coyly, hitting the back of Raul's head with his hand and causing the other man to grimace.“Hot and bothered?” Indignation slashed on Raul's face. “Dude, that July is the most irritating brat I've ever met in my whole life. Minus score for her name. I mean, who

Downing the last bit of her champagne, Eva set her glass on a passing waitress's tray as she walked 0on with a tight smile on her face.She hurried up the stairs, needing to be alone to fight off the battalion of desire and other emotions that were attacking her after just some minutes of being near Adam.Getting to the top of the stairs, she took the west wing, going past the several rooms the large mansion housed and into the restroom that was at the end of the hallway.She closed the door behind her and stepped forward into the bathroom, gazing at herself in the mirror. She hadn't put on any blush today but her cheeks were crimson red from her sheer want for Adam.Resisting the urge to splash some water on her face despite her makeup being waterproof, Eva placed her hands on the two ends of the sink and leaned her weight on it, blowing out a sigh as she looked down at the sinkholes.Focus, Eva, focus. You're getting married and that's what you should think about. You need to tear A

“Ladies and gentlemen, it's extremely appalling that every project I don't supervise turns out to be a disaster. What are your worths as employees? Please do tell me if you've grown tired of working in this company and I'll gladly hire new and competent people to work for me. You're dismissed.”Sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked the rest of LA, Adam watched as one by one, the men and women who worked for Lucas's family company marched out of the boardroom, all with surly expressions on their faces.Lucas's father who'd been standing in a corner and watching everything that was going waited till all the employees had left, then crossed over to where his son stood in front of the CEO's chair.Lucas turned to him with frustrated eyes. “Is this how it was when you were the CEO, Dad? I'm surprised you would even entertain them. It's like it's better to do everything on your own.” He shot at his father rather flippantly.“You know, I'm going to forgive that disrespectfu

"...do you prefer long sleeves, short sleeves or sleeveless? Will you like it to fit your shape or flare around you?" Her mother's designer whose name she couldn't even recall kept on bombarding her with questions."To be honest with you, I don't really care. I didn't want a specially designed dress anyways." Eva retaliated, exasperated by the whole thing."But your mother wants it so you better give me something, young lady!" The designer's tone was filled with irritation. "Unless you want me to use my own expertise.""There! You're a great designer, I'm sure you'll be able to come up with something. Goodbye." Picking her handbag from the table, Eva stood up, ready to leave."I bet you also want me to use my own imagination to bring up your measurements." The designer opined sarcastically. "Get your ass over here girl. I'll take your measurements quickly so that you can go deal with whatever has got your panties all twisted up."Eva walk