They drove away from the manor in silence.  Carolina realized then that she had been holding her breath until the manor was a distant reflection in the rearview mirrors of the vehicle. Geo's driver spoke once they were off of the property.  “Where to, Sir?” “My Penthouse on Mulvaney Avenue.” "Yes, Sir."  She felt nervous at the sound of his words.  His penthouse.  Out of the frying pan and into the fire, she thought to herself. Her demeanor was still calm.  She knew she gave off a nonchalant air that she didn't feel. Underneath her calm

Carolina felt her heart drop when he said those words aloud. She wasn't surprised at his graphic wording. He seemed to get off on it. He leaned forward then and pulled her to him. "Forgive me."  His lips were close to hers. They were almost chest to chest on the small sofa. His eyes were warm and inviting, and she felt herself falling into them, and then it happened. He kissed her once more. It was a tender kiss. A kiss that conveyed his current emotion. His kiss was soft and supple and made Carolina almost melt with appreciation. Seconds later he broke the gentle kiss. She didn't back away from him. Each time they kissed it was as if she got a glimpse of who he was. These suits and the money were all a facade, but the way his lips took over hers in the most p

  It was Geo's cell phone. He ignored it. Nothing was going to stand in his way of having Carolina. He was massaging her breasts while her hand slid inside of his slacks. The ringing stopped. He said a silent prayer of thanks and focused once more on pleasuring them both.  Ring. Ring. Ring. The penthouse phone was ringing now. Carolina paused. “Maybe you should answer that...” “No, I am trying to enjoy my night. It’s late. Whoever is calling at this hour can call me at the office tomorrow.” She smiled at him, and he went back to his task. He made a trail from her collarbone to her nipple then traced a slow circle around it. It tickled. Carolina licked her lips from the sensation he was giving her. He re

Geo felt his blood boiling, while he was standing inside of the elevator on his way back up to his penthouse. Everything had been going smoothly, well not everything. The dinner party had been a complete bust, but he had reassured her that it was a fluke. Tonight they seemed to be getting back on track, and then it all went downhill. She was tougher than he thought. He had to give her credit for that. She watched him pull out a gun and not one time did she panic. She did exactly what he told her to do without hesitation. Her kind heart was another thing he admired about her. After the Nevermore dinner, Geo had initially thought her tears were because of what the women had said about Carolina, but soon realized she was upset at the way they had spoken about Ronny. His addle-brained best friend. He had stopped sticking up for his friend long ago, and now hear

If Geo hadn't been meeting with his father today to discuss the family business he never wanted to be a part of, he would have admired what a lovely sunny day it was, but he was pissed and any blossoms of a nice day had been ruined last night.  He pulled the luxury sports car into the cul de sac, killed the engine, and quickly got out. He didn’t bother knocking.  He just entered the large home. He was greeted by his father’s Housekeeper, Jone. Jone had worked for them since Geo had been a teenager. She was smiling at him, but the smile faltered once she saw his face. She saw the black-eye and the storm brewing behind his eyes. This wasn’t the light-hearted Geo she had come to know over the years. Something was wrong. Opera music filled the house like a sweet aroma, and the smell of baking bread wafted