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I traced around her clit and watched her squirm, pleased with how soaked she was for me.

I also kept up with what went on in the world, and it hadn’t gone without notice that a beautiful, talented, rising star from one of my favorite television channels, had just bent over my bed and now practically begged for me to fuck her. A wish I intended to thoroughly fill.

Not once. Definitely not twice.

That thought alone had me yanking my finger free and jerking at my zipper until I’d freed my desperate dick. Not even a quick but ruthless squeeze by my own hand was enough to stop me at this point as I drove forward and buried myself to the hilt in one urgent thrust.

“Yes,” she screamed and that beautiful sound turned out to be more than music to my ears. It was a full-blown concert of ecstasy as her tight muscles attempted to strangle me as they stretched to accommodate me. Words and screams and grunts all filled the room as I gripped her ass and pumped into her over and over.

“I’m coming already,” she cried out again. “I can’t stop.”

I should have had words, I should have stopped fucking her and made her wait, but I was on fire and nothing could have stopped me. So instead I leaned over and closed my teeth over the tender tendons in the sweet curve between her neck and shoulder so she couldn’t move. That was definitely going to leave a mark, but I couldn’t be bothered to care as the sucking muscles of her pussy pulled me violently under and my own orgasm pulsed into her on a deep roar of satisfaction.

“Please, please, yes, yes!” she cried through my continued thrusts.

By the time I was able to once again form a rational thought, we’d both collapsed with her pinned underneath me, her ragged breaths the only sound I could hear.

Fuck me.

“Now that we have that out of the way”—I slapped a hand against her thigh to make sure she was paying attention—“Let’s talk about the rules.”

She didn’t know it yet, but she was about to be mine for however long it took.

One weekend.

One week.

One month. I fucking didn’t care. I would do whatever it took.

Only what I didn’t know then was that someone else was watching, and they were going to blow up my plans and hurl them in my face.

Chapter Three

ZIA

Present Day

Huddling in the corner of my suite bathroom, I ignored the burn of tears still threatening from behind my eyes. I’d cried more than a lifetime’s worth of tears in the last hour and I wasn’t going to let another one fall.

Not for him.

The anger in his voice as he called my name when I’d fled from his suite still rattled through my bones.

The last time I’d run from him, I’d sworn I would never go back. I’d thought the pain of that betrayal had been the worst thing I would ever experience. Of course I’d been wrong. No matter how bad things were, they could always get worse.

This time, however, he could easily come after me. I might have locked my door securely behind me, but for a man as powerful as him, if he wanted in, something as flimsy as a door wouldn’t stop him.

That lack of action spoke volumes about his guilt as far as I was concerned.

I was officially an idiot. I’d gambled my entire career on him twice and lost both times. What was that saying? Burn me once, shame on you. Burn me twice, shame on me.

If my grandmother was there, she’d be lecturing me about being stronger than the world expects. That it was in my DNA to take the hit, brush myself off and then get back up again. She would roll over in her grave if she saw me crying my eyes out and feeling sorry for myself.

Which meant it was time to do something about it. I grabbed the edge of the counter and pulled myself off the floor. Unfortunately, my shaky legs weren’t yet ready and I had to grip hard to keep steady.

Emptying the entire contents of my stomach on Vincent’s feet and then dry heaves for twenty minutes after that had left me as weak physically as I felt emotionally.

Only the anger gave me strength and I was going to use it to do something. What, I had no idea. I didn’t want to look at my phone or tablet to see my name splashed across the internet. The damn devices had been buzzing since the moment I locked myself in and I had so far refused to look at them.

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