DANE I saw her face fall when I told her I wouldn’t have accepted the job otherwise. It was a truth I had to mention now rather than keep hidden, it could ruin stuff for us later otherwise. I tried not to look at her chiffon plum-coloured blouse that showed off the outline of her bra, or her skirt that displayed her long legs and curvy thighs. Last night had been a mission for me to keep my hands to myself, I had ended up getting a hard-on and had left her bed before she even woke up. "Oh." She now said, her face looking crestfallen before she schooled it to passiveness once more. "I don’t want our relationship to start on a lie." I said, taking a deep breath. This was hard for me too. She had enough going on and here I was, about to burden her with more. I began telling her how my father had screamed for a post-mortem and for answers, but it was ruled a simple suicide despite how she was pregnant at the time. How my father had even tried getting the

Dane That night we had slept together, and I knew she wanted to know why I said no to sex. There was something else I needed to tell her, something that was a lot more personal, but the timing didn’t feel right. As much as I wanted to bend her over and fuck her, I couldn't. I cared for her and I was not going to ruin that trust. Sure it wasn’t a big deal for some, but for Dahlia, it may be. I had to remember she was raised as a princess, and despite being married to Warren, I wasn’t sure if she had had many relationships. Inevitably, it would be a conversation that we would need to have, and by the looks of it - soon. Dahlia had scolded me for lifting her onto the counter too, something I had found amusing as she had forgotten about my injury at the time, but to be honest I was feeling a lot better now. Although I teased her for a while before that. Dahlia and I had attended the press conference and Dahlia had done most of the talking. It had gone wel

WARREN It had been so long, no matter how many gifts and messages I sent her, she didn’t seem to care! I now threw the empty alcohol bottle. "I thought your plan was working?!" I snapped at Kendra. I wanted Dahlia, I needed her. Even making love to Kendra, all I could think of was how it had been with Dahlia. Now that I didn’t have her anymore, I wanted her even more. "It was! She got scared. She was… but that new CEO has been staying there so often, and she’s upped her security, I haven't been able to get inside!" She whined. Even her voice was annoying me. "Then scrap that shitty plan!" I hissed. I paused, now turning to her sharply. "Wait? Dane Altaire has been staying there?" "Yeah…" She said, folding her arms. "And you didn’t think I needed to know this?!" "It doesn't matter Baby!" She whined. I slammed my hand against the wall. "It does! It means there’s something between them! He was smart

DAHLIA   We had returned home and it was now much later in the evening. Dane had tucked Aria in, something she had been so happy about, exclaiming how her old daddy never did. That broke my heart, I never realised she had noticed such things. Although I encouraged Warren to spend time with her, he never wanted to. I was grateful for Dane, I could see the concern in his eyes for me and the fondness for Aria. He had kissed me before taking Aria. The very scene was one I wanted to embed in my mind forever. I had showered before slipping on a dusky pink silk nightdress. I combed my hair, letting the curls dry naturally. Returning to my bedroom, I turned my diffuser on, letting the changing light illuminate the room, the soothing oils calming me. A knock on the door made me look up and I picked up my matching gown, slipping it on. "Come in!" The door opened to reveal Dane holding two mugs of hot drinks. My heart skipped a beat

DANE She had taken it better than I had expected. Telling her I was into kinky stuff wasn’t exactly something I was sure she’d be ok with. I would have broken her into it slowly but the way she reacted… It had messed with my self-control. I knew she wanted me, probably close to how much I wanted her, but before that, I wanted to take her out on a date. We were together now, but I wanted to officially take her out and have the chance to treat her like the queen she was. I now tapped my pen on my desk, I had a conference call in ten minutes. Maybe I should book a reservation for tomorrow night… Should I buy her a dress? Ask her to wear it when we go out? I like that idea. She was the sexiest woman I had laid my eyes on, there was something about her…. "Focus Dane." I muttered as I decided to book an Indian restaurant, I knew Dahlia liked the cuisine and I aimed to impress. I’ll get her the full ensemble, lingerie… heels… Maybe book a hotel room?