"What do people say about him?"
Shy little Janey Archer made it to New York City. Suddenly she's got a job on wall street and a bright future. There's just one thing that could possibly mess it all up...
"Apparently he has a long history of scorching love affaires with employees."
"-Which is quite ironic really since he's meant to be, like, the coldest ass hole ever..."
"Darling!" Betty Bryson rolled her smoky eyes. "I heard he is a long line descendant of Gregory Rasputin; and some second cousin to the devil."
And above all, he's absolutely deranged. Jane hasn't yet realized, but wall street's greatest ego-centrist has made it his goal to acquire her. He's become attached in the most unnatural way, making sparks and champagne glasses fly, and eventually, burning the tallest building on wall street to the ground.
"Listen, Jane, you'd never think someone like him could... but when he falls, he falls hard." Alex turned to her with a sigh. "And then something strange happens. He becomes a different person, desperate and determined until what he wants is solely and unconditionally his."
"YOU DON'T OWN ME!"
"But sir, it appears you don't understand; you can rule the world's greatest empire, drive the fastest cars, you can buy half of New York City for all you think it's worth;" she watched his eyes slowly lose their relishing glow as they listened, "-but you will never own her. She's unacquireable for you. You will NEVER own her."
But are rushing too far ahead, let us get back to the moment where the madness started...
"So tell me darling," Betty cupped her chin in her hands, leaning close to Jane over the dinner table, "are you feeling charmed yet?"
***
"Please fuck me," she pleaded, clutching my arm. Her bottom lip was sucked in.
Words capable of unleashing beasts within me. I sucked my teeth as I hovered over her, yanking her panties off; no doubt she was dripping wet.
I trailed wet kisses down her stomach to her lower abdomen. Rosaline quaked beneath me, her legs shaking just the way I wanted them to.
She'd had her turn teasing me. It was my turn now.
***
Rosaline Rivera, daughter of a multibillionaire fashion empire, had always been living under the shadow of her perfect sister, Julie, until she died. To make matters worse, her sister's fiancé proposed to her three years after the death of her sister.
What happens when Rosa finds out she was just a mere substitute in place of her deceased sister just to save the family's business?
Will she be the perfect daughter her parents want her to be and be a submissive wife to Gerald, her late sister's fiancé, who seems not to have gotten over her late sister yet?
Out of spite as she decides to make her rules in the marriage, what happens when Rosa finds out the person who had killed her sister in the first place, the person whom she least expected?
***
"Fuck, I need to feel you wrapped around me. I need to be inside you, Rosaline." He pulled himself out of my mouth and kissed me. He moved upward until his face was just mere inches away from mine.
I moaned at his dirty words, "I need you too. I have...for a while now," I confessed hastily. My entire body felt amazing beneath his touch. It felt like he was the spark I needed to set my whole body on fire.
WARNING: Contains Explicit Scenes!!!