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My voice disappears as any words of protest die in my throat. I have to tell him no. I need to make him leave. He’s done something that can’t be undone. He led me to believe he was unattached and concealed the truth from me for weeks. I now wonder if he would have ever…

I should feel relieved. Sophie knows the truth now. Everything is out in the open. There’s no more hiding my broken marriage from her and no one would ever need to know my dark secret about purchasing a sex slave. This whole thing could be over – we’re free from our arrangement. Only I don’t…

“Yes, Stella lives in New York with her boyfriend. I went there to try and talk to her about the terms of our divorce in person. That didn’t work.” Her forehead creases. “She has a boyfriend?” I nod. “Our former gardener. I found out they started fucking after we got married.” Her mouth tugs down…

She’s right about the pre-nup, I was a fucking fool. Twenty-four years old when we tied the knot and thought I was in love. But she’s wrong about the rest. “This has nothing to do with male pride. My goal all along has been to wait her out, and complete my project in Africa before…

I lock eyes with Stella and my erection instantly fades. She steps out onto the patio surrounding the pool and comes to an abrupt halt, realizing I’m not alone. She looks older, harsher in the broad daylight – little lines crinkle around her eyes and her mouth puckers in a frown. Her gaze collides with…

Colton and I walk side by side in silence all the way back to the hotel. But there are so many new sights, sounds and smells to take in, that I hardly notice the stiff uncomfortable silence that’s settled between us. Just navigating the uneven cobblestone streets in my strappy sandals takes extra concentration. When…

Yay, fun. My heart feels like it’s been fed through a paper shredder. I nod and force a smile onto my face. Becca’s right. This really could be a once in a lifetime trip for me and her. Who knows what the future holds. I can’t waste time feeling sorry for myself. Of course that’s…

The jerk. I swallow and give an imperceptible nod before following him into the hall. He flew halfway around the world; the least I could do was listen to his explanation. Maybe it will give me some much needed closure. Maybe I can get the answers I need to move on and also figure out…

“I’m game,” Pace says. “Me too,” Becca chimes in, grabbing her purse. I want to sulk and stomp my feet and refuse to go, but denying myself food seems like a childish way to punish him. “There’s room service.” I nod toward the menu sitting on top of the dresser. “No way we’re sitting inside…

Oh. Tomorrow is Sunday. What business could he possibly have on Sunday? “Is it work or personal?” “Sophie…” He lets out a soft groan. “I wish I could explain it all to you, but I don’t want you to hate me.” “I could never hate you.” “You promise?” I yawn, unable to hold it in…