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.”

arrogantly, a

…

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

Chandler said, “Hold it.”

some reason, she obediently

She suppressed her rage at

not to let any other man lay

tone was devoid of emotion, but there was no missing the

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

Chandler smirked.

photos all over the Internet later. It doesn’t matter

She

do you want from me? Just tell me, alright? If it’s money you want, name

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

you that you paid me enough to

elegantly scooped some caviar onto his

so close to taking her

you and

I don’t

immediately. Her intuition told her she wouldn’t make it out of the hotel if she were to

professionalism in this and give me those photos. If you keep harassing me, I’ll have no choice but to employ legal methods to resolve this. When

didn’t know who he

about this? I’ll give you the photos after sleeping with you ten more times. The time and place will be up to me to decide; all you need to do is show up when I want you to. If you don’t think this is an arrangement you can live with, go ahead and

couldn’t believe how obnoxious and unscrupulous he was. For a second, she couldn’t tell whether he was bluffing or genuinely fearless. Still, if she were to call the cops or bring this to court, everyone would see those photos.

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

contrary, he 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

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