"No..Venetia it is not so," Asher and I pleaded at the same time.
She let out a mocking chuckle and said as her voice broke, "So, now you both have prepared a speech, OF HOW TO FOOL, FOOLISH VENETIA AGAIN."
"No, Venetia, calm down. Listen to us," Asher said.
"Venetia, I can explain, just talk to me once, please."
She wiped her tears and said staring death straight in my eyes, "EXPLAIN"
There was silence. I was taken aback by her response, I had not expected in my wildest dreams for her to say that.
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She was as stubborn as always. I desperately wanted to taste her, so I bit her bottom lip. A hiss left Venetia's mouth. I inserted my tongue inside. It was as if, her senses kicked in, and she remembered she was angry. She pushed me with all her might.
I pulled away, and pressed my forehead against hers and said, " It wasn't me. I will surely make it up to you. And might I add your lips, are still so soft, so plumpy and let's not forget they still taste the same."
A slight pink tinge appears on her cheeks but she says in her best strict voice, "You are still as SHAMELESS as ever DAVE ANDRESON and might I add your lips taste as DISGUSTING as ever. I would have to brush my teeth thrice, cause you know, because of you my mouth is actually smelling like rotten eggs. ASSHOLE"
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Dave Andreson, a famous billionaire businessman. And let's not forget he is a total badass, or maybe was. The love of his life Venetia left him years ago. He had lost her, just because..
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And then we have Venetia Morgan or precisely Dr Venetia Morgan. She is extremely intelligent but has hard-luck at love. Not only did her lover, Dave, but later her husband Erick also chose someone else.
What happens when Dave and Venetia come face to face?
Will sparks fly?
Will the passion reignite?
Will Venetia give another chance to love?
Will she???
Keep reading to find out.
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"Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted.
"Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment.
"Does that mean that I'm in that category?"
My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication.
"I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though."
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Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams.
James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia.
It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.