Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena wasn't having any of it. She knew exactly what to expect from him-nothing good. His dark eyes locked onto her fair, delicate face, giving her no escape from his suggestive words that oozed through the phone, each word a slow tease.

"Selena, I miss you so much I can't sleep..."

"I want to kiss you, touch you, be with you completely."

"Remember that night? You were on my lap, your face all flushed, urging me on. Do you know how beautiful you looked..."

In the stillness of the night, his husky voice was like a thousand feathers tickling her heart. It sent shivers down her spine.

Even though nothing was happening, Selena felt like everything had. She felt... tainted.

click, she hung up and flung the phone away.

phone screen go dark, a small smile played on his lips. She was still

noticing his predicament. His pants were uncomfortably tight. He chuckled, loosening his tie. What started as a playful tease to blow

at the city from his window. The bustling cityscape was stunning, perhaps even more so than Newport's,

a bit more settled, he was about to take a shower when the phone rang. He raised an eyebrow, wondering if Mrs. Bennett had decided to spice up the night

excitement faded. Still, he

...

and his voice back to normal. Today was his first day back at school, and Selena was up early, helping him get ready

eager to see his friends again, even if he

for herself. But after just a sip, a

He knew how awful being sick felt

over