SAVANNAH The next morning, Edward was still at home—awake and preparing breakfast with my brother. I’d seen this scene before. It was when our lives seemed perfect. Well, not anymore. I didn’t know what Edward said to Michael and why my brother let him in last night, but I knew it wasn’t good. “Savi, take a seat,” Michael instructed. I didn’t have the strength to argue with Edward this morning, so I obliged. My stupid husband put a cup of coffee in front of me. I sighed. It was such a waste to throw a good coffee in the morning, so I accepted it. I sipped a taste. “Won’t you be late for work?” Michael asked me as he pulled a chair and sat. “No, my time is, uh, flexible.” “Of course it is,” Edward commented. He stuck a piece of bacon in his mouth. I shot him a glare. “Don’t start with me, Ed. Just because Michael let you in doesn’t mean we’re still family.” “I let him in because he was shouting outside. I don’t want to disturb the neighbors. What is it anyway, Sav?” Michael aske
SAVANNAH My day was busy walking here and there, meeting the designers, organizing advertising deliverables, and catching schedules. The work wasn’t so different from my job at New Star Media, but I was in a more flexible environment where everyone was a team player. In my preoccupied mind, I thought about Rafael, wondering about his plan for us and what Michael had told me this morning. But it was more on Rafael and our intimate moment in his office last night. We were both out of control as we kissed hard and fast as if we were in a race. I was hyper-aware of my environment, the building, the air, knowing he was only one floor above our department. Did he think about me as much as I’d thought about him? I inhaled sharply as I tried to shove off the images of his beautiful face and seductive voice in my head. I was about to enter his brother’s office. I knocked on the door and heard Carter’s ‘come in.’ As I headed in, I heard the whispers of Carter to the person he was talking to
SAVANNAH“You actually came!” Riley squeezed me in her arms as soon as I showed up in front of her restaurant. She still had the black apron wrapped around her waist. I hugged her back, still wondering how chefs prevented themselves from smelling like the food they were cooking daily. She still smelled of her shampoo.Riley was the head chef of her own restaurant because she loved being hands-on. The Allen House was a two-story contemporary casual dining restaurant with a laid-back atmosphere yet offering extensive menus. They also served alcohol, entrées, and appetizers.Riley and Wes’ family were well-off. They could afford to give her this restaurant as a gift after graduating from college with honors. It was thanks to her that I got to eat first-rate meals.“You practically forced me to come,” I kidded.“Sorry.” She laughed but then shifted her attention to my date entering the door. “Hello, Rafael. We met once but haven’t properly introduced ourselves.” Riley reached out a hand t
SAVANNAHI paused at the entrance to the Blue Stone high-rise on Fifth Avenue and gazed at the building. I felt my stomach turn and twist into a million knots. I was excited, of course, but nervous as well. I had not been to any man’s place aside from Edward’s.The doorman greeted Rafael, opening the door for us. Inside, another man sat at the security desk that didn’t mind us when we walked to the elevators.Inside the elevator car, I couldn’t say anything. This was real. A huge step into entering deeper into Rafael’s private life—another way to know him a little more. They said you’d find a glimpse of one’s personality through his home. I hope that was true.Rafael glided his hand into my fingers, easing me with a smile. “Come closer. I don’t bite.”I nodded, smiling back.The ride to his penthouse was fast. The doors of the elevator opened into a small hallway. We stepped out and headed in the only direction, finding ourselves in a foyer. The air was cool, the silence was deafening
SAVANNAHRafael caressed the curve of my lower back while his one hand was on the back of my neck, his thumb gently circling my jaw.My body melted from each touch. His every move was gentle—coaxing, seducing, and maybe because I was already looking forward to tonight, my sensitive skin felt like it was on fire.Maybe I was still afraid to accept Rafael’s offer, but if this was the only way he knew he could give me, so be it. I wanted to be with him, too. Whatever reason stopped him from opening up more, I would try to respect it until he was ready.Nonetheless, I let go of my fears, averting my mind from any odds that hadn’t even happened. Rafe slowly glided his hand to my thighs, wrapping them to his. And then he lifted me up. My legs were now wrapped around his waist while his palm rested on the bump of my ass.Without breaking our hot, sleek kiss, Rafe brought me to the couch so I would sit. I knew where this night was going, but I had already lost the sense to protest. I was look
RAFAELI’d imagined this scenario dozens of times in the past month – the beautiful, brown-haired Savannah in my penthouse, my living room, her luscious body bared and spread before me; her round hazel eyes pleading to me to take her. But I didn’t exactly think I would do it. I tried to avoid acquainting myself with her, but I ended up wanting her more. It was amazing how I could still feel the soft tissues of her pussy around my cock.Savi was now coming out of my bedroom, wearing my T-shirt and sweatpants. It was huge on her but seeing her in my clothes sent an inexplicable delight in my chest. I was envious at the same time of the piece of fabric. I wanted her in my arms again.No one except my family had been into my private space; no other woman had walked into my bedroom except if it was my housekeeper, Annie, who came in two times a week. She was a middle-aged woman.I couldn’t wait to make her fully mine and show her to the public. I’d order my agent to process her divorce tom
SAVANNAH“She’s probably devastated. She’s worried about her so much,” I commented, referring to Sofia’s mother. I was now resting in Rafe’s arms on the couch.I refused to tell Jocelyn about me and her daughter or Edward because it might become an issue with Rafe’s business deal. I was supposed to be an outsider—or just an employee in that meeting. My personal life shouldn’t mix with my career, and I was only new to my job. I also didn’t want to deceive Estrellas; hence, I avoided telling them. I didn’t want it to come from me. But truth always prevailed, and it was fast. Our lives had been tangled in the most unexpected way. Our connections were still incredible, knowing I met Rafe on different occasions.But it was surprising to know I could be of help to Rafael in the way he told me about Emilio’s conversation with Carter.“But did they already decide to sign with you?”“That’s what we’re about to find out.”“If they’re not interested in working with you, they won’t ask to see us
SAVANNAHRafe was not on my side when I woke up the next morning. I had sex with a demigod until the last ounce of energy in my body; I’d slept in his arms serenely. But something else felt odd. I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming, but I thought Rafe didn’t stay beside me. I just didn’t feel his presence.He was dressed now in an impeccable black suit, walking back and forth to his bedroom. A phone was pressed on his ear, and he seemed anxious.“What? Are you sure, Pax? Because twenty years ago, my parents gave up on following that lead.” He paused. “No, they looked, and they stopped. They stopped, but I didn’t... No, don’t tell anyone... Yes, yes. Come to my office by lunchtime.” He hung up and started pacing again with his two fingers pressing the pressure point of his temples. He cursed under his breath.“Is everything okay?” I asked. Only then did he notice me.“Hey”He was hesitating if he should come to me or not, so I made the first move. I guess I shouldn’t ask him where he slept.