ADRIAN"How are we supposed to get in?" I asked after staring at the bouncers, turning away half the crowd."What do you mean? We are sexy beasts. They would carry us inside," Luke commented.I couldn't help but laugh. Luke's overconfident attitude annoyed and amused me at the same time. "As much as I'd like to believe that, it's not the case," I said grimly."You are no fun. Oh well. I guess we will have to figure it out ourselves." Luke said."Think fast. I am tired of standing around outside the club," I barked.Luke looked at me, then grinned. "Let's ask those girls out over there. They can distract the bouncers, and we will sneak in."I winced. "And how are we going to convince them to do that for us? They don't even know us!" It's not like we could just walk up to them and beg them to help us. I still had some pride left.Luke shrugged. "I don't know...let's talk to them first."We walked up to the group of girls to strike up a conversation. The girls were friendlier than I thou
CHASEThe look on Adrian's face told me he didn't like what was coming from my mouth. But that's just too bad, dude. I meant everything I said. I am not planning on leaving this place without Meghan. I knew she wanted to leave with me. She was just not ready to realize it yet.No worries, I knew how to convince her.I decided to make some arrangements. I called Bronson down to the hotel lobby so we could have a meeting to discuss my expectations."What's going on, Chase?" Bronson asked after he came."I need you to do me a favor," I said.Bronson raised his eyebrows. This wasn't the first time I asked him to do things for me. His job was to follow my father's orders, but he followed mine too since I was next in line to be his boss. "What do you need me to do?""First, I need you to keep a close eye on Adrian Reed. Get someone to follow him around and watch his every move," I said grimly."I see. What do you have against this guy? And why are you still here wasting your time? Your fath
MEGHAN "Chase, really. This is all too much. You already took me shopping and bought me a bunch of clothes. You don't have to pay to do my hair too!" I exclaimed when Chase dragged me inside a hair salon. I didn't understand why he was being so nice? Was it because he was trying to convince me to go back to Boston? That must be it. "But I want to treat my girl. So what's wrong with that?" he complained. "Nothing is wrong with you treating me, but all these things you are buying are too much," I said. "I don't think it is when you deserve them. Didn't you say you wanted to get your hair done?" Chase raised his eyebrows. "Yes, but I didn't want you to pay for it. I can get it done later when I have more money," I said irritably. "Alright, you don't have to do your hair now. But I have one more surprise for you," Chase smirked. I was honestly kind of worried. What did he have up his sleeves this time? He took me inside a jewelry store. I wondered if he wanted to buy me jewelry no
MEGHAN "Chase! Why would you say that? No, I am not fucking Adrian," I said curtly. I realized Chase wasn't stupid. He saw how things were with Adrian and me. I couldn't hide the attraction between us no matter how hard I tried. Technically, I wasn't lying. I only slept with Adrian once. But we did touch each other. I felt guilty about it, but now that I've decided to break up with Chase, I didn't feel as bad. Does that make me a bad person? "I know something is going on between you two. He doesn't act like your brother, he acts more like a jealous ex-boyfriend. It's creepy and inappropriate," Chase said grimly. He looked like he was trying hard not to burst into rage. "I am sorry you feel that way, Chase. But Adrian isn't creepy. I'll admit there's a certain attraction between us, though," I admitted. Maybe he will break up with me now. "Hah! So you admit it! That's fucking disgusting. You know that, right?" Chase sneered. Rage fueled inside my head. He has no right to judge Adr
ADRIANWas that a challenge?Meghan trembled in my arms as I gently caressed her body. I slid my hand up to her breast, cupping it. It fit right inside my palm."Adrian, don't," she said in a hoarse whisper."Don't, what? Don't touch you? Kiss you? It doesn't seem like you hate it all that much," I chuckled against her neck."This is dumb. Why do I keep letting you do this to me? You have no right to play with my emotion or body," she complained while melting in my arms.I wasn't a complete Neanderthal. I knew what I was doing to her was wrong, but I couldn't stop. It was like an addiction. "Because you want me more than you care to admit? There's nothing wrong with facing the truth, Maggie. Just surrender already. Tell me you want me to fuck you again," I said, laughing. She was aching for it but trying so hard to resist, all because of her pride.I was going to leave her alone for a bit when I saw how vulnerable she was, but after I saw that ring on her finger? It made me burn with
ADRIAN "This is stupid, Maggie wouldn't do something like this. There must be something wrong," I said. "Well, this is Maggie's handwriting. But you are right. It is weird. But why would she just lie to us like this? Is this supposed to be a prank? It's not like my Meghan to make a joke like this," Natasha said. "That's what I'm saying. It's not like Maggie to do this at all, joke or not. You can't just believe a stupid letter and move on with your life. I'm calling her right now," I said and started dialing her number. The phone kept ringing, but no one answered. Something was wrong, I could feel it. That bastard Chase must've done something to her. "Any luck?" dad asked. I shook my head. "She is not answering. I told you something was wrong ." Natasha's phone suddenly started ringing. "It's Maggie!" she exclaimed and snatched it off the table. "Megan, sweetheart? Where are you?" What was she saying? I couldn't hear since Natasha didn't put it on speaker. I tried to hold back
MEGHAN Agreeing to meet with Chase to break up with him must have been the worst idea of my entire, short life. Drenched in a cold sweat, I sat with my back pressed into the cushions of a plane seat. There were voices around me, but my mind couldn't focus on them long enough to hear what they were saying. Good Lord. How did I get into this mess? I tried to think back, remembering Chase pushing me to write something to my parents. There were also short memories from the phone call Chase forced me to make with my mother. That's right... Chase made me speak to everyone, and I was handed a glass of water. Drinking whatever was inside made me dizzy. Now, minute by minute, more of me was coming back, yet I still felt exhausted. My eyelids were sticky, barely able to keep themselves open, and my head rang with a loud migraine. That water Chase offered me must have been spiked with drugs. It would explain my parched throat at the throbbing in my temples. I couldn't function like a nor
CHASE Oh, sweet Meghan. I smirked as I watched her sitting with a solemn expression. I was giving her the first class experience with my private jet and the finest dining any plane can offer, and there she was, looking like the whole world was crashing down on her. What an ungrateful little bitch... "Not a fan of flying?" I asked, and she glared at me with fire in her eyes. "Fuck off, Chase." I smiled again. Her insults won't phase me. I expected this much fight from her. In fact, I was surprised that she was acting so calm. I expected her to freak out and scratch my face, especially when I was touching her and kissing her earlier. Maybe she accepted her fate with me? Nah, too early. She will warm up to me eventually. I didn't force myself on her earlier because I knew that wasn't the way to win her over. No problem, I can wait. "You haven't touched your food. Do you think I poisoned it?" I pressed. I was not willing to spend the entire flight in complete silence. "I wouldn't