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ESTELLE “Agh. I’m gonna regret this.” “Don’t chicken out now. Linden is a good guy.” “Really?” I asked exaggeratedly. Sarcasm dripped in my voice. “Since when? Because he’s your boss now?” “Then get to know him. He’s actually a—” “A good guy? You said it already.” “I was about to say a trustworthy person. You have to give it a chance.” His reply was conciliatory. “I hope you’re right.” I looked outside the car window. “This is a business dinner. I know what you’re thinking, so don’t get any idea.” He chuckled. “The only idea I get is he’s a good cook. His father is a chef. When Linden saved money, he bought a restaurant for him. The older Linden doesn’t work in the kitchen anymore but is always in his restaurant. I found that admirable. His father is his hero, Estelle.” “Whatever. I hope I won’t regret this,” I said dismissively. I didn’t want more convincing because I knew I had misjudged Linden. “Just chill out. You can always walk out and call me if he makes you uncomfort
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LINDEN “This is a terrible idea, Gabriel.” Her voice was low and shook a bit. I kept my arms around her petite waist and began kissing the part of her neck where she was most sensitive. “Why? Because we’re too good to be true to one another?” She should not be second-guessing herself. She knew my intention that this was not just a one-time thing. What we felt was real, more than just itch or lust, or sex. It was undeniably real. Sometimes it frightened me. “I don’t know why I feel like this. Why am I still trusting you after what happened in Italy? I should be running away from you, Gabriel.” “You shouldn’t be running away from me. You should be running into my arms, Estelle. You know that’s the right thing to do. So why fight now when we both know how good we are together?” “You know why.” “I don’t give a fuck. You know what. I will do everything in my power to have you in my arms every day and night.” When she held my hands, I thought my world faded around me, but instead, s
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ESTELLE I had never wanted a man in my life more than I wanted Gabriel Linden. It was loud and clear how I was so drawn to him like I was a moth, and he was a flame. No matter how I told myself this, whatever we had would only put me in so much trouble, but I only listened to his voice and sensed him close to me. I lost all my willpower. This man lying next to me completely consumed me, but I couldn’t also ignore that he sacrificed something to take me to his bed. We were still naked. Linden was tracing the back of his finger on my collarbone. His simple touch already hardened my nipple, and the ache between my legs began to spike again. “What’s in your head right now?” “You,” I admitted. “It’s ridiculous. I don’t even know you, yet here I am, lying next to you naked, letting you break all rules.” “There are no rules to break, and you know you can trust me deep in your heart. Your mind, your body, and your heart know you can trust me with them.” “You’re my undoing, Gabriel.”
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LINDEN I made my promise. I fucked her. Then I made love with her. Just when she was about to wake up, I ate her again and gave her another two orgasms. Right now, she was moaning as she had my omelet for the first time. “Will you stop it?” I put a cup of freshly brewed coffee before her. She took a sip and gave me that look— the curiosity and impressed look. “What do you have in this coffee?” “I’m afraid it’s just a regular coffee.” “Are you sure?” “I have enough compliments coming from you that could last a lifetime. It’s just coffee, Estelle. I roasted it myself, ground it, and there you have it.” “Really?” She stared at me in disbelief. “Yes, Estelle. I thought you rich people have sophisticated coffeemakers at home.” “You’re being humble.” She shoved another forkful of my omelet in her mouth. “This is so good. I could eat this thing every morning.” She was even talking with her mouth full, making me chuckle. “I told you.” She raised a finger to stop me. “No, Gabriel.
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ESTELLE “I’m glad you could make it, honey.” My father kissed me on the cheek before he went to my mother. Of course, I didn’t come alone. I needed someone I trusted as my plus one for tonight’s dinner. Gustav Bladwyn, the Chairman of Connect Technology and E-commerce Company, or CTEC, to everyone who had a fortune of three billion dollars as of tonight. He was always dressed to impress. Even women as younger as my age fell for him. “Cut the formality, Dad. I know exactly what this dinner is all about.” I went to the chair to his right. Then I realized he was alone. I expected to see Klayton and Tyrion, but it looked like they were fashionably late, or this was supposed to be a family affair. “Am I missing something?” Mom sat across the table and asked Dad. “Don’t tell me our guests are late?” “No guest. It’s just us, as a family,” my father replied as he placed the table napkin on his lap. “We are not together. Are we really calling this family when it was over years ago?” “It
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LINDEN “You didn’t even touch your beer. That’s a first.” I dipped the fries into the ketchup, ignoring Kye’s eyes on me. “Boss, are you okay?” “I wish everyone could just stop asking me the same question.” Kye and Sax shared a look as if they might notice the exhaustion in my voice. “Okay, fine. Is everything all right, mate?” Sax turned sharply his head to Kye, blinking. His British accent was on point, making me chuckle. “You’re not sleeping with Brit, are you?” “Well, I can’t ask him if he’s okay. I’m just concerned with our buddy here.” He tipped his chin at me. “He seemed not himself lately.” “Whoa.” My eyes widened a little. “I’m fine, really. I haven’t gone to the gym in days. My ass was stuck in the office for the whole week because I had to finish the paperwork I left before I went to Italy.” “And you had wine and dine with Terzo fucking Siciliano.” If I didn’t know Sax, I thought he was jealous, but he knew he had nothing to worry about because my loyalty remained
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ESTELLE Going with him wasn’t a part of the plan. In fact, I wanted to run away from him, but here I was, throwing away any doubt out the window, or out rather out of his window, kissing him all the way back to his room. Never had I ripped off my coat so fast, kicked my shoes off, and tossed carelessly off my clothes on the floor while Linden did the same on his last sock. We barely caught our breath. We were back on each other as I hopped back into his arms. He caught me quickly, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as we kissed like we hadn’t seen in years. I admired his reflex, though. Linden sat me down carefully on his well-made bed. His lips moved slowly down my jaw to my neck, nibbling, sucking, licking the spot. My hands went to his head, fisting handfuls of his hair. Then he went to my breast as if he couldn’t get enough of it, his free hand on the other, cupping, kneading, rolling my nipple between his fingers, making me squirm under him. “Gabriel, I want you now,” I
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LINDEN Goddamnit! I had no idea it was goodbye. After blowing my mind and sending me to faraway heaven, she fucking left. She didn’t even have the guts to tell me face to face. She waited until I fell asleep before she left. Who would do something like that? When she came with me, I thought she would at least try hard to fight for what she felt about me. I guessed I was wrong, it didn’t matter to her, and I didn’t know her that well. In absolute despair, I read the message, again and again, to make sure she didn’t miss a word or I read it wrong. Gabriel, I’m so sorry, but this is the last time we see each other. I hope you will find someone strong enough to fight for you. You deserve better than me. Estelle “Fuck you.” I crumpled the piece of paper and tossed it into the bin. “I don’t want anyone else.” I went back to my bed, where we made love, and I could still smell sex. My chest felt a sudden emptiness. Even the bedroom somehow felt cold and dark. She took all the energy
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