Loveth opened her eyes to see the familiar eyes watching her , she sat upright quickly as she stared at them wondering why Wesley was there ." what happened to me ? What's wrong with me ? ."She asked with a furious look as the two looked on in silence , she definitely remember just a bit of last night but how she got to this bed is what baffled her most .Last night with Nicholas wasn't worth it but now she struggled to remember the last three words he said to her . Those words that almost made her come back to life ." can someone please talk to me before I loose it ? ."Loveth asked with irritation when their eyes still danced around not wanting to talk to her , Loveth stood up from the bed furiously when she saw how quiet they were ." you need to calm down please ."Rachael replied as she push Loveth to lay back in bed gently , Loveth obeyed without hesitation  as she was too weak to to argue back . Rachael adjusted her bel

The next day, Loveth went to the most famous department store along with Jennifer . Wesley's pesonal assistant Jeniffer Grim had booked an  appointment with a personal shopper for her as Wesley instructed ."Call me Sandra ,'’ said the grinning redhead who admired Loveth intensively  '‘And then tell me what it is you’re looking for.'’Loveth drew a deep breath. She knew what Wesley wanted but she will leave Jennifer to decide for every thing. Loveth watched as Jennifer and the yong lady exchanged pleasantries like old friends and what she could think of was the fact that she must be the tenth woman Wesley had sent here .'‘ Mr Wesley will like a  complete change of her image , her name is Loveth,’ Jennifer said as she smiled at Sandra broadly.She noticed that Sandra did not contradict Jennifer as she just affirmed with her next statement '‘We can do that. You can have your sit Loveth ."This part took a little getting used to

Before Loveth was even out of the shower, two maids arrived with suitcases from Sandra  . While they got busy in the dressing room, Loveth went into the other bathroom with the outfit Wesley  had bought for her the previous day. Thirty minutes later, she was ready for breakfast and far from happy with her appearance. The scarlet dress was much more revealing than what she usually wore, cut away at the bust to make the most of what she had and very short, showing off her legs to well past mid-thigh. She checked her reflection, her brow furrowing while she wondered if the dress was a gift with a sting like a scorpion. Was this how Wesley saw her now? As a sexually provocative and available woman? As yet another in a long line of women prepared to wear whatever he bought and behave however he wanted if it pleased him? anyway today was the day she makes her entrance as his woman to the public . This dress will probably suit the reporters .Wesl

Loveth might have been worried about the evening ahead and feeling out of her depth, but she always tried to be scrupulously fair and she shook her head. ‘'I don’t think you need your ego bolstered by other people’s opinions of you.’''‘Why, thank you, Loveth , you look good,'’ he murmured.The look which washed over her filled her with ridiculous pleasure and, quickly, she turned to look out of the window, afraid that he might see. It was important that he didn’t. He must not see how vulnerable she was to his praise. She had already let herself down by responding to his kiss like that—much more and he might begin to guess at her feelings for him. And then what? She knew she wasn't ready for the outcome.Wouldn’t he be appalled? Embarrassed? Even outraged that she had dared not  to nurture longings for a man like him?And the more she thinks about it . He deserves better .‘Here we are,’ he murmured, his voice butting into her thoughts. ‘'Now, take a deep

The guard opened the door quickly , and Loveth allowed him  to escort her inside the empty house. Her legs were shaky and the place between her thighs was wet and sore and stinging. Wryly she reflected that last night  was certainly a night to remember , that she would never forget. A straggling curl of reddish hair fell from her disheveled coiffure, dangling over her right eye. She pushed back the springy lock, tucking it behind her ear, and the thought of  Nicholas’s urgent fingers clasping her head, his mouth fitted securely to hers.She reminded herself she should not be thinking about that as she tiptoed up the stairs quietly .  She prayed quietly she gets to her room before Wesley wakes up .Despite having known Wesley  for most of her a year now , him  enduring the man's constant needling concerning the lack of a female companion in his  life, Loveth was embarrassed by the compromising situation. She felt her face