Ten Minutes

**ROMANY**

Alex's tongue forced its way into my mouth and for a moment I fell into his embrace. There was just something that I loved about the way that he lost control every time I was near him. Something that drove me to doing stupid things. His arms closed around me, his hands clamping over my ass inside of my bikini bottoms as his fingers traced the outline of my seam.

"I want you," he growled. "All the time. I want you under me and on top of me. Just you. Only you."

Maybe it was his voice, or maybe it was his confession, whatever it was, I stopped. The last time we were together played into my mind. His words that drove me to the hatred that I now have for him, ringing like a bell in my ears, *"I sold you to them."*

My knee came up, swift and punishing, then my hand cracked across his face right afterward. "Fucking Christ," Alex spat, heaving and clutching his hands over himself. "Damn it, angel!"

"Angel?" *That's right. That's what he called me during his' private meeting'.* As if I belonged to him. Ignoring the rush of heat that pools between my legs with that realization, I sneered at him. "Don't ever touch me again," I hissed, leaving him to lick his wounds as I hightailed it back to the pool where Simone lay waiting.

I must have been panting, because the sound of my approach had Simone leaping up from the lounge. "What happened to you? Are you okay?"

"I'm better than okay," I grinned, thinking of how it felt to slap that prick for the third time then biting my lip as I remember how hard his dick was when I kneed him. *Fuck him! I hate him. But I love his weenie. God, I hope I didn't damage it.* "I see," Simone said with a laugh.

"I would love to actually *go somewhere.* Just you and me. Go have lunch or something. Somewhere that isn't here," I said, thinking of all the money in my account. "Or take a fucking plane out of here and go see some place we've never seen."

"That *would be nice," Simone said. "I've been trapped here even longer than *you* have."

not impossible," a familiar voice said at my back and I felt his eyes climbing up my body

I snapped, spinning on Mickey with a glare. I still haven't forgiven him for giving up on my cousin

dark gray suit. "You're leaving," I stated, ashamed of the sudden sadness that washes over me. Realizing right

on him, not wanting him to see the disappointment in

expensive shoes on the deck got louder as he

don't care what you

breath before he chuckled. "You're really

what you do," I

his expensive pants into my ass. He was hard as a rock and try and I might, I couldn't help but punish him for leaving by pressing back against him cruelly. He growled, nipping my ear with his teeth and causing me to shiver. "Do you think that bothers me? You, grinding against me?" he cooed. "I've spent the better part of four years with a hard on for you. What's a few more days?" "Four years?!" I hissed, turning my face to look

talking about you, doll. You." The intensity in his gaze as he stared back at me was like a simmering fuse that had been waiting to combust. "I can show you when I get back. I've been

of the strange phone call he made to me over a week ago. "Tell me. What the hell are you talking about? And what do you mean, four years? I haven't known

haven't. But I've known you." He's still staring

spun on him, glaring at him with all the frustration

face and shaking his head as if he knew better than to say anything and now he was regretting it. "Doll, I have to

I snarled. "Then I don't

at me for the first time. "You really are turning into

shrugged, plastering an evil

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