Share
Eighteen
Related chapters
His Games, Her Rules Nineteen
I slowly peel my eyes open, squinting and groaning as I place my hand on my forehead. God, my head hurts so bad, it feels like a party is going on in my head.How much did I drink last night?I peel my eyes wide open, coming face to face with the darkness in my room. But there’s something strange about this room, this doesn’t look like my room even though the room is a little dark. Even the sheets don't feel like mine. I run my fingers over the sheets and it’s silk. I don’t have silk sheets.“What’s going on? Where am I?” I groan, slowly sitting up.God, my mouth tastes like acid and my voice is a little hoarse.Fuck.The door at the corner of the room opens and someone walks in. I squint my eyes, trying to make out the person as this person pushes something apart, a ray of sunshine pours into the room.I shut my eyes at once, the sunlight burning my eyes.“Fuck.” I groan.“So sorry about that, ma’am.” A voice says and it’s a woman with a Spanish accent.I slowly open my eyes again as
His Games, Her Rules Twenty
As I get dressed, I think about how I’m supposed to face the man I loathe after waking up in his bed half-naked and hungover because I may have had too much to drink and he brought me here.Goddamit, Robyn, how could you lose control of yourself like that? Why the fuck did I even let this happen?I run my fingers through my hair to comb out the tangles. I open the first drawer in the nightstand and fortunately, there’s a big toothcomb inside, along with other things that I’d rather not touch. I run the comb through my hair, combing out the strands. My hair is a little damp and luckily I always carry one or two rubber bands in my bag. I grab my bag from the foot of the bed and I take one rubber band, wrapping it around my hair in a low ponytail. I slip my feet inside my shoes and risk a glance at my reflection in the full-length mirror.Well, I don’t look that bad.I open the door that Helen came in with and I step into a hallway, with a few doors on either side of the hallway.Well,
His Games, Her Rules Twenty One
“Thank you, Ross,” I say to Dominique’s driver as I shut the back seat door.“You have a nice day, ma’am,” Ross says from the open driver's window.With a small wave, I head toward my apartment building as I step into the lobby and walk toward the elevator. I press open the elevator and step inside, leaning against the far wall. As the elevator slides shut, a hand quickly stops the elevator from closing as this person rushes in before the elevator closes.It’s Tyler.“Robyn, hey.” Tyler smiles at me, running his fingers through his hair as he leans against the elevator wall.Fucking hell. I can’t deal with this today, not when I have had an embarrassing and stressful day.“Hello, Tyler.” I flash him a small smile, pulling out my phone from my bag to avoid having a conversation with him.I can’t believe it’s 12:15 pm. I slept through half of the day. Monique had given me 15 missed calls and several text messages. And there are several messages from Tiwa and Noah on our group chat askin
His Games, Her Rules Twenty Two
“Okay, Camilla, tell me if you can feel this,” I say to the brunette patient lying on the hospital bed as I pinch her wrist. She yelps, yanking away her arm as she gives me a look.“So sorry about that. I just wanted to be sure you’re fine.”“I’m fine, really. I guess I’ve been stressing myself too much lately and I needed to take a break.”“Mmm. If you don’t mind me asking, what has been stressing you?” I ask, replacing her saline bag with a new one. “This will keep you hydrated,” I tell her, referring to the saline bag.“Well, I’m getting married soon and I’m nervous and afraid I’m going to fuck shit up.”“Oh.” I sigh. I’ve never been married so I really don’t know how I’m supposed to comfort a person who’s nervous about getting married.Looking at Camilla, she should be around my age. A Good Samaritan rushed her in not too long ago and according to the man she collapsed at a shopping mall. Luckily, nothing happened to her.“Well, I don’t know the best advice to give you, but I thin
His Games, Her Rules Twenty Three
“Doctor.” Dominique addresses Doctor Sanders with a tight-lipped smile.Doctor Sanders nods. “Mr. Gray. To what do we owe your visit?”“If you don’t mind, I’d like to have a word with Miss Denver.”“Okay.” Doctor Sanders says, matching Dominique’s conflicting gaze.“Alone.” Dominique grits out, still wearing a devilish smirk as he stares at Doctor Sanders.I sigh, trying so hard not to facepalm in front of these men. What are they doing? “Can we talk some other time, Doctor Sanders?” I ask, giving the doctor a small smile.He sighs, locking eyes with me as if asking me if he should leave or not. I nod in agreement. Doctor Sanders watches me for a second and nods as he stands up.“Thanks for the food,” I add.Doctor Sanders gives Dominique a stink eye as he sidesteps the billionaire and walks away. Dominique sits down on the now empty seat as he unbuttons his suit jacket. I look around, and just like I expected, some of the doctors, nurses, and hospital guests are watching us, but the
His Games, Her Rules Twenty Four
“Then show me.”“I would if you let me take you to dinner.”I didn't expect that answer from him and he could see the surprise written on my face. I lean back on my seat, arms crossed underneath my chest as I grin.“Are you asking me out on a date?”“I am.” So blunt, isn't he? Dominique exhales and leans forward, his fingers slowly running up and down the back of my palm. I want to pull away, but I don’t. “You could just agree to my offer, a friendly dinner, no strings attached and I’ll show you how much you want me to do things to you. I could see it in your eyes, the need, the desire. You want me, Robyn, you want me to slam you against the wall and let my fingers worship every part of your body, while I whisper dirty things into your ear,” he’s whispering now, voice deep and husky and seductive. “You’re imagining it right now. Me on my knees and your right thigh over my shoulder as I tease your sensitive flesh in between your legs with my fingers and then I’ll use my tongue, tasti
His Games, Her Rules Twenty Five
My friends hastily push me into the storage closet as Tiwa shuts the door behind her. Noah crosses his arms, smirking at me and tilting his head to the side.“What is this about? Why are we in a fucking storage closet when we are supposed to be out there checking on our patients.” I ask, crossing my arms as I shift my gaze from Noah to Tiwa.“Come on, Rob. What the fuck was that? You and Dominique Gray?”What? So this is about Dominique Gray. Why did I think otherwise?“Everyone who was eating at the cafeteria and the ones who may have just stopped by to grab a bottle of water saw everything,” Tiwa says.“Okay. Meaning you guys saw everything too, why are we here then?”“Deets, Robyn. Give us the deets. We’re dying for it.” Noah says. Always so dramatic.“It was nothing. We were just talking.”“That doesn’t look like talking. From where I was standing I could feel the sexual tension between you.” Tiwa says.“Me too. Like literally. You guys should just have sex and get it over with.”
His Games, Her Rules Twenty Six
DOMINIQUE“I don’t remember basketball being this complicated.” Oliver groans loudly as I duck past him to his hoop and toss the ball through.Leo whoops in delight as I grin. Oliver sits on the floor of the basketball court with his arms on his knees.“Dom won this round, you owe us dinner, Ollie,” Leo says and throws a bottle of water toward me and I catch it.“Thanks.” I nod at Leo in gratitude and uncork the water bottle, throwing my head back and taking big gulps.The boys and I come here every other weekend to let off some steam by playing basketball. It’s an indoor court and I made sure to pay off the management so we don’t get uninvited and unwanted guests. Oliver and I were on the same varsity team back then in high school. I was their star player, and basketball was the one sport I was good at.“Remind me not to play one-on-one with you again, Dom.”“Come on. I’ll go easy on you.” I say, grinning at my friend who’s still breathing like he ran a marathon.“I guess we get to c
Latest chapter
