Blake POV
After the whole incident at the crime scene, I have been declining Wyatt’s calls. He’s gonna have to understand he can’t control everything around him. I am not a possession he can just control like that. I shake my head before I take a sip of the champagne Emma poured for us.
“What do you think?” She asks as soon as she enters the bedroom and I smile, watching her. She is wearing a very short and very tight red dress that hugs her curves to perfection. Her body is stunning, proportional, and the blonde hair falling down her back in large curls makes everything even sexier. I wish I was as hot as her. Sometimes I wish I never had put weight on.
“You look… wow,” I say and she smiles as she spins. The Hugh heels on her feet complement everything and she leans, staring at the mirror as she grabs a pair of earrings from my jewelry box.
“Can I wear them?” She asks and I nod. I am not going
Blake POVAfter w finish our meals we walk out of the restaurant and I can say we are both a little tipsy and I can hear my name being shouted on the other side of the street. I look around, trying to find a familiar face, but I can’t see anyone I know. But my name keeps being called, and that’s when I see them, paparazzi. They are running our way and Panic takes over as I hold on to Emma’s hand and we wave at a cab.In a matter of seconds, we are surrounded by people, and the flashing lights are blinding. As we try to get away as Emma pushes everyone away from us, a powerful set of arms surrounds me and Emma, and suddenly we are being escorted to a limousine by two massive men. Right now, if I am being kidnapped seems like a better option than being surrounded by paparazzi taking photos and asking questions so loudly I felt like I was going to go def.“Where are you taking us? What the hell is going on?” Emma asks as she looks arou
Wyatt POVHow is it possible that two girls eat this much? I roll my eyes as I push away from my desk and rub my forehead. I know Blake is punishing me for this. I know she is probably cursing me and using my money to try to get a reaction out of me. I have more money than I know what to do with it, so that ginormous check didn’t even make a dent in my bank account, and I make double in a day than what she spent there. I don’t think she realizes how deep my pockets are. And I don’t want her to. I need her completely oblivious to that. I don’t want her adding two plus two and trying to figure me out. It’s hard enough that she is trying to find things about my second life.“Hey, it’s done,” Dash says as he enters the room, followed by Jagger. I stare at my best friends and they sit on the opposite side of my desk.“Good, did anyone see you?” I ask and Dash shakes his head as Jagger takes a deep breath.
Blake POVI still can’t believe everything that happened tonight. To the people commenting about my body image, to the guy trying to get on with Emma when she told him no, and then Easy and Storm almost killing those guys. Why are they so violent?“Are you okay?” Wyatt asks as he enters the bathroom, and I nod slightly. I can’t get the blood out of my head, the amount of blood being splattered and all over the guys’ faces. I bite the inside of my cheek as I look up to see Wyatt staring at me. His eyes scanning my face as if trying to read my mind.“I just…” I start saying, but then stop as I try to come up with the right words to say. I don’t want to say something that doesn’t match to what I am thinking, but it’s hard. Everything happened so fast and the night was so out of this world, everything felt like a dream.“You just?” Wyatt repeats my words, trying to encourage me to
Blake POVWaking up in Wyatt’s house feels different from waking up in my house. Here feels real, feels like we are really together and he is not hiding me. He wants me here; he wants me in his life. Even when he is a dick trying to control my life, trying to get me to accept everything he does.I roll to my side trying to find Wyatt but the bed next to me is empty and cold, means he hasn’t been in bed for a while. I scrunch my nose and turn again, burying my face against the pillow, taking a deep breath. A soft chuckle makes me jump and when I look over my shoulder, I see Wyatt standing against the door frame. He only has a towel wrapped around his waist while drops of water slide down his perfect body.“I can give you a bottle of my aftershave if you want, you don’t need to go around sniffing my pillow,” he says with a smile plastered on his face and I immediately throw his pillow at him but I fail miserably when it falls on his f
Blake POV The place where Storm and Easy took us is unbelievable. The building is all covered in windows and the flowers that cover the windows are stunning. As soon as you enter the reception area, the smell of incense and oils hits my nose and I feel instantly relaxed. This is exactly how you would expect a spa to look like. Clean and smelling insane. “This is amazing,” Emma says and I nod while we walk to reception and when I notice Easy is standing behind us. Emma clears her throat to catch the girl that is sitting behind reception’s attention. I can tell she is texting someone. She is smiling as she looks down. “Hi, how can I help you?” The woman behind the desk says as she stares directly at me and then starts scanning my body from head to toe. I can see the disgust plastered on her face and I adjust myself, raising my chin a little and staring directly into her eyes. Her cheeks flush a little and Emma squeezes my arm slightly, offering me a smile. “Reservation for Mr. Hay
Wyatt POV“Wyatt, you have a call on line two,” I hear Catia’s voice through the intercom. I press the button before replying to her.“Is it important?” I ask without raising my eyes from my emails. Lorenzo is trying to ruin my business, even after signing the fucking paperwork.“It’s Sandrine, and yes, she said it’s important,” Catia says and I let out an exasperated breath. What the fuck is wrong with people?“Sandrine, I don’t have time for this, and we have nothing to talk about,” I let out, and she doesn’t say anything. I frown as I look at the phone pressed against my ear.“Maybe you should change that tone with me Wyatt, meet me for lunch, and no is not an option,” she says and I close my eyes for a split second, pressing two fingers over the bridge of my nose.“I don’t like to be pressured, Sandrine, and I definitely don’t like
Blake POV“Get off me,” I shout, but he doesn’t move, his hands touching my pussy. I close my legs as the fingers move inside of me and I can feel my pussy getting wet. No, no, this is not happening. Why is this happening to me?“Calm down, it’s just me,” I hear a whisper, a voice very familiar. Wyatt. His hand moves from my head and I look over my shoulder to see his two-colored eyes staring right at me. Hunger, anger, desire, everything in them scream sexual need. I stop fighting and his fingers move further inside of me and my eyes roll back as a moan comes out of my mouth.“You knew it was me, your body was ready for me as soon as I entered the room,” he says and I swear I want to slap him, but the way his thumb is caressing my clit is sending me into a place of pleasure and not aggression. The way he works my body is something I will never get used to. He is skillful. He is the most amazing man I have ever fel
Blake POV“No. You can’t come in, I told you several times,” Jagger says, while Wyatt reads a piece of paper. As I walk down the stairs with Dash, everyone’s eyes are on me. Wyatt’s ones are blazing and Jagger looks bored. I think it’s the first time I’ve actually seen him not looking angry. My entire body is trembling and I can feel Dash’s hand on my lower back, trying to give me some support.“Miss Pierce, would you please come with us?” The police officer says and I look at Wyatt and Jagger and they both shake their hands.“We will drive her there, and you… mouth shut.” Jagger says, then focusing on me while the police officer laughs, walking past Jagger into the house towards me. The way Jagger stares at the man makes my stomach turn, and I stare at the police officer. He is tall, blonde and has green eyes. The dark circles under his eyes show how tired he is.“What i