The 2,000 Letters
He wrote 2,000 letters. One every day since they met. For 2,000 days. And not a day longer.
He wrote 2,000 letters. One every day since they met. For 2,000 days. And not a day longer.
Elliot Charles, son of Marsha Charles and next in line to be CEO of Venus Arts. He had years before he needed to step up and take his mother's position in the company, years that he could be the unruly young adult and do whatever he wishes, but that changed when his mother suddenly died and everything fell onto Elliot...
"You tease me too much," I muttered, licking a path up to his ear before nipping at him. "Standing up here at the front of the class, strutting around with your perky ass. And I know you're wearing those goddamn tight panties. I can see the outline of them underneath your pants." To prove my point, I dipped a finger d...