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.

phone away. Her heart

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

tight. He chuckled, loosening his tie. What started as a playful tease to blow

he gazed out at the city from his window. The bustling cityscape was stunning, perhaps even more so than Newport's, yet it felt empty without

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

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

...

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

was eager to see his friends again, even if he didn't

for him and one for herself. But after just a sip, a wave of nausea hit her,

knew how

over gently