Passion. Price. Possession
There are only two things Gina Gray loves more than her six inch heels and her penthouse suite:
Sex and her family.
When her father proposes an arranged marriage to save their family business, Gina is shocked - even more...
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Gina pelted out a false moan, arching her back as she reveled in the fake orgasm her lover seemed too enthused about. He groaned, holding her hips, writhing in the feel of his ecstasy as he bit his lips and closed his eyes. Thinking it was the most disturbing image she'd ever seen - wanting to get it over with - Gina rolled from atop of him and welcomed the cool sheets on her back with a sigh.
"That was amazing!" her lover announced breathlessly, turning to smile at her, hands circling her waist.
She forced a smile. "Epic," she mused dryly, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.
Shrugging out of his hold, Gina went in search of her belongings.
"Where are you going?" the man asked, bolting upright where he looked at Gina curiously.
"Home sweetheart. I have work in the morning,' she lied, picking up her scattered clothing across the room.
She heard the man's disapproving huff, which she disregarded and instead continued to search for her things – naked. One night stands were just not her thing lately it seemed. Four weekends of some good dick hunting and not once had she found a guy that would fúck her properly.
"Well, can't you stay for a bit longer?"
"'Fraid I can't." Turning to him, she pulled on her laced panties she had spent a fortune on. What a waste.
Mike or whatever his name was, scratched his head, looking disappointed. His medium length hair ruffled as he then rubbed the stubbles on his jaw. If only his dick was as impressive as his face,Gina thought with a slight scowl.
Finally finish with the task of getting dressed, she sighed and flipped her lengthy brunette hair to the back.
"Well, I better get going. See you around," she said with a rigid smile, applying a little gloss to her lips before she headed towards the door.
"Wait!" he called, but Gina was uninterested in what he had to say "I didn't get your name."
"I think it's a bit too late for that, honey. Bye."
She released a lengthy sigh when she was on the outside, rummaging through her purse for her phone, only to realise that she had received three missed calls from her dad and four from all different fuck buddies. Muttering a curse, Gina redialled her dad's number whilst walking towards her car. She knew it was late, but she knew her father to be a man who hardly slept.
Sergei Gray answered on the first ring, his authoritative voice making itself known – a voice Gina always feared as a kid.
"Dad, you tried calling me earlier, what's the matter?" she asked, sliding inside her car.
"Have you still not learned how to turn your phone's volume up?" he questioned gruffly, clearly irritated.
Gina rolled her eyes and pushed the keys in the ignition. "Its the weekend so you better have a solid reason for bothering me," she stated flatly, disregarding her father's earlier remark.
