The trees gave way to open grass again, and then another path along the other side of the island, but this time the cliffs disappeared, leading them to a small but perfect bay. It was hard to track their progress, but she guessed they were now across from his house, on the other side of the island. This beach is like something out of a travel brochure, with white sand and rolling hills obscuring the view,Gives an impression of isolation. Even for this part of the city, the water was the purest blue-green she had ever seen. He stopped the bike but didn't turn off the engine right away, so it continued to rattle between her legs and under her, firing barbs of consciousness into Amy's body, making her want to take action based on previous feelings that had been tormenting her ever since she got to his officeAnd to realize that everything that had driven her into Victor's arms was still between them, equally urgent and undeniable. But Amy wasn't that woman anymore. Her life has changed

But just as he was about to give in and give them both what they wanted, reality broke into his head and old habits gave him pause. "I don't have any protection," he hissed, cursing himself for not bringing his wallet. Her cheeks became redder. "It's okay," she muttered, and his heart pounded against his ribs, and he had to stay still so he wouldn't immediately lean over her, grab her, and possess her like he'd been since she walked into his office he wanted to do this."Remember, I'm on the pill," she said. "And I'm clean. I've been tested." "So am I." Relieved, he knelt between her legs and stared at her as if she were some kind of magical sea creature as if it was a dream. Maybe it was. Feeling the possibility of her changing her mind or disappearing into the ocean sex was more likely than their actual making love, yet she made no move to leave.She reached for him, and this time he lowered himself, so her hands wrapped around his arms, pulling her toward him, and he kissed her

Victor cursed under his breath, and her eyes flicked to his face, realizing what she had just confessed. "As much as you love being with me for the first time," she said with a smile. He reached out, took her hand, and raised it to his lips. "I do." It was sweet and kind, but Amy felt like a vulgar child again. "It's not just my family. I mean, it's mostly them, but maybe the lack of confidence and experience affected me because I never really met the person I felt—IShe looked at him pleadingly, hoping he would understand, but he offered no help. "I'm not attracted to anyone. I've had a few men ask me out," she said in a jittery voice, "but no one made me feel like I couldn't bear to say no. All in all, being a virgin isn't hard." He narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. "However, you are a very sensual woman." Only with you. She remained silent, returning her attention to the board and moving the pieces into place."Why did you marry him?" The question popped into Amy's mind, startl

"Exactly." She pressed a hand to his chest, as if triumphant. "That's the deal we made, remember? All week, we stayed alone. The weekends are— different." He was more annoyed than he should have been. "Well, we can have sex on weekends." He said that to annoy her. He said that because he was angry, and he hated himself for it because dealing with his feelings was clearly the last thing she needed.But man, she pushed him away when he tried to comfort her, and Victor wasn't one to be told what to do and where to go. She needs him. She needs reassurance. Or, as she said, does she need space? "Yes," she agreed without looking him in the eye. "B-beautiful. But now I want to go to my room and take a shower and go to bed," she admits, her voice trembling so that all the anger, and frustration he’s felt evaporates in a puff of worry."Okay," he said after a pause, surprising himself with his resignation. But Amy was telling him what she needed; he'd be a fool if he wouldn't listen. "That

"Yes, sir, of course." Despite the late hour, his assistant connected him immediately, and John answered the phone on the third ring. There is the clink of glasses and laughter in the background. "Are you busy?" Victor asked. "I have friends for dinner, but it doesn't matter," John answered. Victor leaned back in his chair. He doesn't like to interfere in the private lives of employees, but his salary is well above average."I have time, sir. What's the matter?" The door clicked, and then the voice fade away. "It won't take long." Victor put aside his doubts about the timing of the call. He had to know that this matter was dealt with. "I need you to do one thing for me. Delegate if necessary, but deal with it." He went on to outline his list: Threatening TV networks with defamation lawsuits,Threatened Dominic's attorneys in the same way, regardless of whether he was in the "Big Sister Celebrity Home" complex and isolated from the outside world, and promised more detailed litiga