Scarlett Knowles, a single mother, finds herself entangled in a web of love, betrayal, and family drama when she crosses paths with the enigmatic billionaire, Cameron Grayson. Will she be able to navigate the complexities of their relationship and find true love amidst the chaos?
View MoreScarlett knocked and peeked in, “I brought lunch,” she announced in a cheery voice.His eyes drifted to the doorway where she was standing. His emerald green eyes lit up in excitement when he saw her. “Scarlett…”As she closed the distance between them, he began nervously shuffling through the papers, pretending to be focused on work. His throat turned dry when Scarlett pushed a few things to the side and sat on his table.Benjamin’s heart skipped a beat. Her perfume tickled his nose; she smelled like fresh flowers.“What are you doing?” Scarlett asked, interrupting his musings.“Work,” he answered. “Loads of it, actually Lucious’s work.”Her face pulled into a frown.“I know that look…” He pointed at her. “What did he do?”Scarlett thought about everything he had done up to that point, until the elevator incident. She had gone home that night and instead of poring over Cameron’s half-naked pictures in a magazin
Lucious turned to look at her in amusement; he was going to enjoy playing this game. "Wow! Scarlett Knowles, thirsty much?""No, I..." Her face flushed, she didn’t plan to blurt out the last question. It was a thought that was supposed to remain in her head, and then she would scour the Internet to find it in the privacy of her dark room.Cameron smirked at her. There it was again, that desire, raw, teetering on the edge, threatening to pour. He couldn’t deny he enjoyed it, watching her dance on the edge. Their first attraction had been instant, and he didn’t mind letting this one draw out. He knew he would enjoy every moment of it. He was like a master puppeteer, spinning her in the right direction, watching her slowly hand over her control without knowing it..."It was not on my record, I...I only noted two magazine features in the past few months. I was only wondering..." she explained breathlessly."Why? What are you planning to do with it?"
Cameron’s eyes followed Scarlett as she sauntered towards them. He became distracted the moment the doors opened, Lucious was beginning to sound incoherent, the laptop screen in front of him was blurry, and nothing else mattered more in that moment than her.“Good morning, Mr. Grayson, Good morning, Lucious...” she mumbled her greetings before pulling out the chair next to Lucious and sitting on it.Mr. Grayson. He had gotten too comfortable with her calling him Cameron all weekend, knowing they were back to Mr. Grayson wasn’t appealing to him. It didn’t help that she wouldn’t look him in the eye.“Good morning, Scarlett. Nice of you to finally join us.” Lucious’s tone was curt.She didn’t bother with a reaction; he was right. She had spent a couple of minutes outside the door, taking breathing exercises and giving herself a wacky pep talk. Maybe not so wacky, seeing as it finally got her into the room. It was however not enough to meet Cameron’s
“You know the harder you fight this, try to resist me...” he whispered in her ear in that deep baritone voice that made her weak in the knees, “The hotter it gets...” She swallowed and looked away, unable to withstand the intensity of his gaze. “I love seeing your body in open protest...” His eyes wandered to her nipples, and just like she had guessed, they were hardened and straining against the top, “I can imagine your panties are soaking wet...” His gaze had darkened, filled with lust. Her breath was erratic, her control was slipping. “I want nothing more right now than to fuck you senseless. I want to hear you moan my name this time, but I won’t take anything you won't give me, Scarr..." It was more for her nerves than anything else. It was just like he said; her nipples were hard, her panties were soaking wet, and her desire for him was raging inside of her. She sat across from him with hopes to put as much distance between them as she could, now she only had to deal with his
He was standing at the doorway, his arms folded across his chest, watching her. His eyes strayed to her behind as she bent over; he couldn’t stop the wild thoughts that followed. That was not why he was watching her. Even though it was distracting to see her butt in those tight-fitting jeans, he was watching her and Levi.She spun around, a smile on her face, holding a crying Levi in her arms. She patted his back in a bid to soothe him, “Hey baby...” she kissed the top of his head, “Daddy’s here, you don’t have to cry anymore...” she whispered softly.He was beaming with smiles as he watched in admiration, “Can I hold him?”She looked up at him, “Of course...”His heart was beating loudly when he extended a hand. It was racing even faster when Scarlett handed him over. Levi quieted as he glanced around in confusion. Then his beautiful grey eyes settled on him. Cameron flashed him the widest smile he could muster, “How are you, little one?”
As he spoke those words, they lingered in her mind. Their entire relationship had been built on distrust, distrust for each other. He initiated it by leaving her hotel room that morning without informing her. He also didn’t trust her when she showed up at his workplace. She solidified that foundation when she kept the secret from him and made plans to run away with Levi. So, hearing those words meant a lot to her. “I was scared,” she admitted, “Scared that you would take Levi away from me.” He took a moment to ponder it. He had always wanted to know her reasons, but he couldn’t understand them. When he first saw her at Grayson, he thought it was all part of a ploy to get to him. However, she refused his kind gestures and made no demands of her own. He tried to think of a reason why she would keep the knowledge of his son away from him when it was a perfect opportunity to be opportunistic. He had never thought that it would be out of fear, fear that he was just another powerful man wh
The drive was relaxing, better than she imagined it would be. Occasionally, when she wasn’t gawking at Cameron’s hands gripping the steering wheel, his toned legs, or the side profile of his face, she loved to see the night pass by in a blur. The colorful lights and flashing signs were simple yet magical. She had never had the luxury of a night drive. She got into the city, battling for her life, and the moment she got better, she went back to work. She didn’t know how long they had been driving because she had lost track of time.They arrived at a traffic sign, and when she stared out the window, she saw a woman holding a little girl’s hand on the sidewalk. They were wearing casual clothes, and she liked to think they had decided to go for a night walk. Then it hit her. She stole a glance at him. He had made a big sacrifice by agreeing to go out with her in the first place. She had witnessed the fierceness of the media firsthand. He had also ditched his driver, and she did
Cameron stood on the porch, a bunch of red roses in his hand. It felt like he was sixteen all over again, waiting for his high school girlfriend so they could attend prom. He knocked on the door and checked his wristwatch. He was right on time.Clarissa opened the door, her eyes widened in surprise when she saw the flowers. “Oh, you brought flowers? Scarlett is going to be so pissed.”“Nice to see you again, ma'am,” he replied, grinning from ear to ear.“Just call me Clarissa. If I’m going to be seeing you a lot, we might as well get familiar. I’m still going to keep calling you Mr. Arrogant but handsome boss, though,” she added with a mischievous smile.He nodded. “I happen to like it.”“Scarlett, Mr. Arrogant but handsome boss is here!” she yelled out.He chuckled.“It looks like it’s high school prom all over again, but your date Luke didn’t come in a Range Rover and didn’t have an escort or a driver.”“Mom!”Her grin widened. “As a matter of fact, he had a run-down beaten jeep that
Cameron took a piece after offering his thanks and bit into the cookie. His face contorted into a frown. He looked up at Scarlett, but nothing seemed amiss. When he turned to Clarissa, she had a hint of a smirk on her lips. "Thank you so much, Ma’am, the cookie is perfectly salted."Scarlett’s eyes widened in panic. “Mum!” She took a piece out of his bowl and bit into it. “Mum, why would you?” She spat it out and pushed the bowl away from him.“I don’t know,” Clarissa responded. “I hated to see you hurting every day you came home from work, and I thought of a clever way to get back at him.”“Did Scarlett tell you everything? If I remember correctly, she was the one who hurt me,” he replied.Scarlett lowered her gaze.Clarissa nodded. “I know, and I’m sorry for the cookies.”“I thought it was funny.”She handed him a new bowl. “You’re not innocent in all of this. You took hair from my grandson's head without my permission.”“No harm was done to him. I took it from his comb,” he said in
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