Summer is a young mother trying to grasp her new reality. Witch is keeping a low profile with her beautiful bubbly daughter Autumn who's full of character for a four-year-old.
Kazimir isn't your normal French billionaire CEO. He's a man who knows h...
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"Shit," my annoying ass cousin said looking around the room. Zion was a twin, He and Hank had no similar resemblance.
My mother and her sister had a rough upbringing while my mother made the best for change his mother didn't. We grew up isolated from them till we moved to America.
"Do you still think about your dead twin?" I asked as his bottom lip dropped at my words. "Bro fuck you, your not supposed to say it like that," he shakes his head and walks away.
"Mr.Laurent," he stops and looks up. "It means so much for you to join this charity event," his tone would say otherwise.
"Senator Curz," I said giving him a firm handshake. Most of the men in this room despised my intelligence, my money, and my looks.
"I can't keep looking away, when you host these charity cases to cover your money laundering and I turn a blind eye they're going to think I'm dirty an-'' he stopped talking when he noticed my attention to the door.
She was elegant, her beauty commented the room's attention. Her walk was the most alluring thing ever. The way her legs moved one foot forward the other. His hips swayed side to side with her arch posture.
"Maybe you need to use your wife's vanity mirror to look at your reflection better, the equivalence between us is that we're both dirty do the fucking job I pay you to," my tone straightforward.
There was never a reason for me to raise my voice, my words came out smoothly and my tone was thorough. "If you will excuse me, senator Cruz," I button up my suit jacket as I step aside.
Fuck, I was doing so good, a whole month passed and I didn't give into the temptation but here she is again, I won't give in to the devil's temptation.
My gaze was laid on her. She came with that doctor but she won't leave with him, mark my words. Summer I'll make sure the heat is high tonight.
This was her third club sandwich, as she take a half bite her gaze meets mine for the first time tonight. I hold them intensely as she does the same challenging me.
She continues eating as she softly rolls her eyes. My eyes never leave her sight. "Bro, you good?" Zion asked.
My vexation grew when I witnessed him kiss her cheek, I'll burn this whole building down if that meant no one gets near her.
"Yeah, why?" I asked as I keep my gaze on her she was laughing at that abominable, unimpressive doctor. "Because you just broke your wine glass your hands are bleeding," he points to my hand as he passes me a cloth.
"Excuse me," I said walking away from my table. Her eyes grow when she noticed I was approaching her. "Doctor Deluca, I'm surprised you having a good time knowing you are in an impasse divorce," I said with a calm tone as he chokes on his drink.
She crane her head back to meet my eyes that were on her as her eyes grew at my words. I'm guessing she didn't know that.
I grab her arm as I walk her out of the room. "What the hell let me go," she said hitting me with her shimmery glitter purse. "Go home," my words were thorough.
"No," she crosses her arms to her chest. "Let me let you know something Mr.meaniepant, you don't control me so when you say jump I don't ask how high you arrogant asshole," these words flew out her mouth as she pokes me in the chest.
"I fucking hate you and your fucking controlling ways, nobody can stand you," she continues.
"Ma chérie, Tu es la plus belle femme à avoir jamais marché et respiré dans cette vie. Je suis jaloux que le reste du monde sache que ta beauté existe,"
"What does that mean?" Her eyes narrow as she tries to place where the language is from. I never told anyone I'm French. Fuck I'm losing control.
"I said shut up," she gasped at my words. "You shut up," those words were soft in my ears. "I won't repeat myself," I asked, walking close to her filling the gap between us.
"Or what?" She said she stepped closer to me and challenged me. I move my hands to her collarbone to trace the outlines moving them up her neck.
Her eyes went soft, I couldn't hear her heartbeat. My hand firmly cups her chin as I lean down to whisper in her ears. "Or you won't like the men I become, go home Summer."
Her breathing hitches at my words. My bloody hand smudged her jawline. She was scared of my eyes just like everyone else.
But she wasn't scared of me; she knew deep down I'm capable of what my eyes told her. They told her how pernicious I am.
Her little foot stomps out the hallway as she heads to the bathroom. I take this as a time to get some fresh air before I do something Irrational.
I see her walking to the parking lot looking around in the dark parking lot. I knew she wouldn't listen to me so I'm testing her from afar.
Her date pulls up his car as we make eye contact from afar. Fear reveals on her pretty little face when she catches my heated gaze.
She pushed me this far, far to the point I have to reveal my true nature. Before he can even step out his Mercedes Benz blows up in smoke as she screams.
I walk away from the scene putting my phone into my pocket. She did this, a sin I never wanted to commit again but she's tempting.
