Page 101 of Enthrall Secrets
Chapter 30
THERE WAS NO other way I was going to survive this separation from Ethan.
I was too far gone - blinded by desire so deeply that I refused to consider the risks of being with him. Yes, I’d been naive but I’d been so happy in my hours of denial. This week of no contact with him had felt like an eternity.
What hurt most was Ethan refusing to take my calls. I needed to explain to him that Shay and I had never been intimate, but more importantly, I wanted to tell him his treatment had been executed with nothing but respect.
I did the only thing I knew how to do to start getting over him. I gave the finger to all those alpha males with too much time on their hands.
I went mother-fucking shopping.
That’s right, bitches. I brought the corporate Chrysalis credit card with me and laid down some serious cash on the sucker.
Why, thank you for all my goodies I’ve just purchased, Dr. Cameron Cole.
Interfering bastard.
Just because you don’t want me to end up in some cartel scandal and wind up dead doesn’t mean you can interfere in my life.
It was time for chocolate.
Sitting in the corner of Beranger’s Café in Pacific Palisades, I ordered up a double chocolate milkshake with vanilla ice cream - with a ton of whipped cream on top, too.
Sweet revenge, fuckers.
I peeked inside my Louis Vuitton shopping bag and admired my new bright pink Alma BB’s, and then reached for the bag containing my brand new Christian Louboutin Ombre crystal pumps. Lifting the lid to the box, I swooned at the twinkling Swarovski crystals that made these shoes ironically a man trap. Anyone with a foot fetish would come in his pants if he saw these.
Chocolate and a splash of color would put a bounce back in my step.
Right.
I was miserable. I tried rubbing my chest to soothe my aching heart.
My iPhone buzzed and I pressed it to my ear.
“Mistress Scarlet?” said Cameron.
“Yes, Master Cole?” I laid on the sarcasm.
“So what did you buy?”
“Actually, I’m at a movie.”
“What are you seeing?”
“Um…”
I leaned forward and sucked on my straw. The shake tasted amazing, titillating my taste buds with milky, chocolaty goodness.
“That latest blockbuster…New Shoes?” he asked.
“Are you following me?”
“I’ve known you a long time.”
“FYI, I’m over this romance shit.”
“Really?”
