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. Her heart pounded as her face

other end, seeing the phone screen go dark, a small smile played on his lips. She was still as easy

pants were uncomfortably tight. He chuckled, loosening his tie. What started as a playful tease to blow off some steam had

cigarette, taking a drag as he gazed out at the city from his window. The bustling cityscape was stunning, perhaps even more so than Newport's, yet it felt

a shower when the phone rang. He raised an eyebrow, wondering if Mrs. Bennett had decided to spice up

saw the caller ID, his excitement faded. Still, he answered after a

...

home for a month. Kids bounce back quickly, and he was no exception, already full of energy and his voice back to normal. Today was his

see his friends again, even if he didn't say it

after just a sip, a

with worry. He knew how awful being sick felt and didn't want his mom to go through the

over gently