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.

up and flung the phone away. Her heart pounded as her face turned

dark, a small smile played on his lips. She was still as easy

predicament. His pants were uncomfortably tight. He chuckled, loosening

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

phone rang. He raised an eyebrow, wondering if Mrs. Bennett had

ID, his excitement faded. Still, he answered after a brief

...

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

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

one for herself. But after just a sip,

eyes wide with worry. He knew how awful being sick felt and didn't want his

came over