Page 133 of The Truths that Deceive
But she’s gonna get comfortable with it real fast. I laid the groundwork for this tryst and I’m not leaving without getting what I came for.
I’d heard Solitano got himself a hot new wife but her past is pretty murky at best. She’s got no family to speak of so it fascinated me that he’d pick up with her in the first place, but hey. He’s a guy and thinks with his dick, so that kinda explains it.
I made sure the right people gave her my number when she got fed up with his bullshit. Poor kid. She actually believed his vows translated to forever.
And her loss is about to become my gain.
I just need access to the motherfucker’s safe. And after I’m finished with her, she’ll be passed out for the night, giving me full reign to do my real job.
“I don’t have a cancellation policy.” I move closer toward her, letting her fresh, clean scent fill my lungs. “No refunds.”
“I don’t care about the money.” She backs away from me like scared prey, slipping on the shiny tiles. “I just can’t go through with it. Okay? It was a mistake to call you.”
My cock gets hard just watching the conflict on her face. I see her looking at me, her pulse throbbing against her throat, the color rising in her neck. Her lips quiver, her knuckles cracking.
I allow my lips to lift into a smirk. “You’re afraid.”
Her chin lifts in defiance. “Don’t flatter yourself. I just decided not to let some thug of a security guard put his beefy paws on me to get revenge on my cheating husband. I’m a lady, not some whore who has something to prove.”
“You want me to leave?”
I close the space between us and bring a hand up the back of her spine stopping at the base of her skull. I massage the back of her neck and she practically melts in my hand like a fucking handful of M&Ms on a hot day.
“Y-yes,” she moans, her eyes floating closed, her lips parting.
I lean close, my lips grazing her ear. “Too bad, princess. That’s not how this works.”
