Love's New Bloom by Simone Hastings

Chapter 7 Divorce Papers

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye. When Erin checked her phone again, she saw Ian had called her several more times.

“Oh, come on. It’s not like my mom has the plague or anything! Does he have to be such a dick?”

She threw her phone aside angrily and hurried into the bathroom outside to shower. Chandler checked her phone when she shut the door behind her. For some reason, his spirits were lifted when he saw the missed calls were from “Jerkwad.”

He put her phone down, then headed to the bathroom outside. The one attached to the bedroom was larger, but he just wanted to use the smaller one. He strode in boldly and wrapped his arms around Erin from behind. This made her jump, and she spun around in his arms, looking up at him.

“What are you…”

He turned the shower off and looked deeply into her eyes.

“I want you to help me shower.”

Erin was lost for words. She turned away from him so she wouldn’t have to keep looking at his body. The sight of it made her mind replay what they’d just done, which made her heart and breathing race.

“You’re not disabled or anything—why should I help you? Anyway, isn’t there an attached…” Chandler pinned her to the corner of the shower before she could finish her sentence.

There was a trace of impatience in his tone as he said, “So you don’t want to? We can always go for another round.”

Erin gulped. She’d pass out if he had her again. She had no choice but to give in to him.

“Alright, I’ll do it.”

watched her arrogantly, a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes as he took in her conflicted expression, enjoying the feeling of her gentle

…

later, Erin hurriedly ate something in the suite, then grabbed her

Chandler said, “Hold it.”

reason, she obediently swiveled to face

suppressed her rage at the

to let any other man lay a

was devoid of emotion, but there was no missing the dominance and command

think you are? What right do you have to boss me around? I don’t think there’s anything between

Chandler smirked.

then. I’ll spread your photos all over the Internet later. It doesn’t matter to

shameless threat made her clench her fists tightly. She wanted to punch him in his handsome face so

Just tell me, alright? If

Now, she couldn’t get rid of him even if she

you that you paid me enough to have me for

elegantly scooped some caviar

was so close to taking her heels off and flinging them at

and

I told you I don’t like it when

frosty that she shut up immediately. Her intuition told her she wouldn’t make it out of the hotel if she were to continue rampaging, but she was no pushover—she wouldn’t allow

exercise your professionalism in this and give me those photos. If you keep

of admiration flashed in Chandler’s eyes at her calm refute. It seemed she truly didn’t know who he was. Things were starting to get interesting…He wanted to keep her around

to me to decide; all you need to do is show up when I want you to. If you

was bluffing or genuinely fearless. Still, if she were to call the cops or bring this to court, everyone would see those photos. Her reputation would be utterly destroyed. How would she face her friends and family

gritted teeth, “Deal! I hope you’re a man of your word.” She was so infuriated

enjoyed his meal more than usual. Despite his years in business, he’d never played such an interesting game with a woman before. He suddenly found this to be a pretty great way to

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