The Laws of Love

by Belle Winters

  She looked a bit green in the face and she sat looking distracted. I was just about to pry when she turned to me. “We didn’t use a condom.” She stated.

  I froze in shock and the entire thing ran through my head starting from the beginning of the fight. She was fucking right, we hadn’t. I’ve never done that before I’d always used protection. No matter how into it I was that was something that was always at the forefront of my mind.

  “Are you on birth control?” I asked.

  She shook her head. “I was a virgin and I never had any other reason to…”

  I nodded. I had a million things running through my head and emotions fluttering through me but I couldn’t think about it now. What’s done was done and I’d have later to sort through all of this. Besides, it was once… twice but people don’t usually get pregnant on their first time right? We don’t have much to worry about.

  I pulled out the information that we received from Tasha and we began going through it. We shared what we’d both learned and it appears that Paul and Gerald Jr grew up together from elementary school. They were tight and their families were close which explained his loyalty to the Mavoriks’ and why they were so trusting in his abilities. What it didn’t explain, was why he’d botched the hearing. That has been bothering me for some time now. If they were close and they were placing their faith in him, why would he mess it up with such amateur moves? During the time I was here sulking over Cassie, I’d pulled up some tapes from his previous court appearances and I noticed that what he’d done was out of character. Sure he wasn’t the best of them out there but he wasn’t that stupid either. He was trying to ruin the man but there was nothing that we found so far that would make this make sense.

  While digging through the information, Cassie once again upstaged me when she saw that three of the companies that we had dug through and found suspicious trading information were also within the packages that Carl sent over. They were all his work which we knew and was what prompted us to contact him, but Mavorik was a funder in all three. This ties him directly to inside knowledge to these projects. Not to mention we found that within the reports, Carl had advised of press release information pending publishing that he expected would cause a huge stock price jump for them. When we looked at the dates when the initial bonds were brought, they were a day after the report publishing date and they were sold a day after the official release.

  “All the evidence seems to be pointing at Mavorik, but if they were working together it would make no sense in Paul doing a half ass job in defending him. I mean, if they’re partners or whatever you want to call it then shouldn’t he know that if Mavorik goes down he most likely will too?” she asked.

  I scanned her face. Her bow shaped lips were puckered, her eyebrows drawn down in concentration, and her eyes sparkled in the light – adorable. I watched as her face transformed and a knowing grin covered her face. “What’s that look about?”

  Her head snapped up to look at me. She hadn’t realized that I’d been watching her the entire time. “I just got this thought…” she began.

  “And…?” I asked.

  “Well we found out that Paul was friends with Mavorik…”

  “Yea?” I asked confused.

  “That’s the thing. He wasn’t friends with Gerald senior, but Gerald junior. His loyalty doesn’t reside with the father but the son. The son who is supposed to be taking over for his father eventually and is currently working there basically as his right hand man. A person who still lives with said father and would probably have access to all of his personal files, offices, computers…”

  My eyebrows flew up. “Shit. That makes a lot of sense.”

  Her smile turned wider and even more evil. “Gerald seems quite fond of me and has been trying to get me out on a date – “

  “Absolutely not!” I said cutting her off. I saw how I had that downhill spiral when I pictured her with Carl, this I knew would be even worse. Plus, she can’t date anyone else because she was fucking mine.

  “I wasn’t going to suggest going on a date with him… but, we do have an event to attend on Friday right? If it’s going to be one of your usual soirée’s, then I don’t doubt he’d be there trying to schmooze. It makes sense now how he’s been trying to champion people so early on. I’d bet he still has a few years before his father might consider stepping down. What better way to build your clientele – get them to favor him more then to attend all these functions to kiss ass. Plus, your father goes to jail you inherit the empire all of his estates and money. The only thing he’d have to surrender is whatever cash was associated with these incidents. He’d still have more than he could do with from legitimate income. Plus, this is only what we found, maybe that was done on purpose. They wanted it to be found, probably put out the anonymous tip to start up the investigation. There’s probably more deals that they’ve done a hell of a better job in burying.”

  “We need to find out who else they’re working with, which Mavorik is really behind this, and examine all of their businesses with mark and comb through their business transactions with a fine tooth comb.” I told her.

  She nodded. “Ok, so we start with Friday at the event. I’ll make sure to catch his eye and that he approaches me. He’s a big talker and bragger so I should be able to get him talking about his past and such. We can google anything, but what we need is the personal information about him. Besides that, let’s start trying to find out who the hell the traders are from the company that are doing the actual dirty work on their behalf. If we got them talking then we would have a hell of a lot more answers, even if they could just confirm who it is we need to be checking into.”

  I smiled. “When you discuss this it all sounds so inspector gadget like you know?”

  She rolled her eyes. “are you making fun of me?” She asked throwing her hands on her hips.

  I smirked and threw a hand over my chest feigning offense. “Would I ever?”

  She tried to hold back her smile and failed miserably. She cursed to herself and launched a pillow at my head. I could’ve caught it but I let her hit me with it. I chuckled and tossed it back at her and she ducked.

  “So o’ faithful one, what do we do now?” she asked.

  I put down the laptop I’ve been working on, on top of the table, and turned to her giving her a slow smirk. She arched her eyebrows in question but I saw a small tremble take over her body. “Now, we move on to part two.”

  She bit her bottom lip and I saw her eyes flash with desire. “What would that be exactly?” she asked.

  I didn’t respond. Instead, I advanced on her and she lay back on the couch spreading her legs open to give me space. I crawled on top of her nipping at her breast through my shirt on my way up towards her face. I gave her a soft closed mouth kiss and tried to pull back but she wasn’t having any of that. She gripped my chin pulling me in closer and used her tongue to force my lips apart. I remained conscious of the fact that she was probably very sore, and took my time with her.

  I was making sandwiches for lunch when the telltale signs that I had unwanted guest washed over me. I heard the high heels clacking against my floor followed by a shocked hello to Cassie.

  “I should’ve figured you would be here too… HR came to me about the incident and asked if my office had been vandalized as well.” Shelly said.

  “Yea well although they didn’t turn my space upside down like they did Aydes, they weren’t particularly nice to me…” Cassie responded. It didn’t escape my notice the use of my nickname.

  I put the mayonnaise and lunch meat back in the fridge, and made my way into the living room with the two sandwiches and glasses of lemonade that I made. I put the plate in between us and handed Cassie her juice. She snatched up a sandwich half not paying attention to the fact she took one of mine and moaned in appreciation.

  “You do realize that was mine right? That’s pastrami, you wanted ham.” I pointed out.

  She shrugged. “So, we can have on of each then.�
� She said completely dismissing me as she took another bite. I grunted and picked up a sandwich myself. Ham. I should’ve looked.

  Shelly was watching quietly and I noticed she did a quick look over Cassie. A smirk flitted over her face before returning serious again. “What did you mean by they weren’t nice to you? Were you there?”

  Cassie looked at me for help. I know she was trying to figure out what to say to my sister. She was a bad liar and we both knew it. “It’s ok, you can fill her in.” I reassured Cassie with a nod before turning my attention to Shelly. “I was actually thinking of calling you to come over and talk ab out this anyway. I want you on your guard as well.” I said.

  Shelly frowned. “In on what? What is all of this about? I’m getting nervous here.” She admitted.

  I sighed. The last thing I wanted in doing all of this was for anyone to get hurt especially either of these woman and our families. “That case we were working on and went to Texas…” I trailed off.

  “Alright, tell me everything.” Shelly said kicking off her shoes to get comfortable.

  Cassie went on to explain everything from the beginning and by the time she was done Shelly was fully engaged. She grew excited… a little too excited. When Cassie got into her theories and the new plan Shelly began to chime in including herself in the plans. I held up a hand to stop them. “No, no, no. You are not getting involved in this Shells.”

  She crossed her arms over her chest in defiance. “Yes I am. You can’t forbid me, you aren’t the boss of me.” She stated with a pout instantly reminding me of our childhood arguments.

  “So what? I said no, I’m the one leading this case and my answer is absolutely not.”

  She rolled her eyes. “Then how come Cass gets to help then?” she asked.

  I sighed. “Her role initially was just paperwork and research. What she did while in Texas was completely off script and I’ve already dealt with that.” I said seeing Cassie’s cheeks heat from the corner of my eye.

  Shelly narrowed her eyes at Cass. She had noticed too. “And how exactly did he deal with it?” she asked.

  Cassie cleared her throat and looked to me for help. No fucking way, she was on her own. I was going to confess and I wasn’t going to lie either so she was on her own. “well uh, he kind of screamed at me…” she said.

  Shelly’s gaze didn’t waver. She knew there was more than Cassie was giving up. “And what else? He always yells at you and that never stopped you before.”

  “Yea well this time he shut me up.” Cassie said before thinking.

  Shelly lips formed a mischievous grin. “How’d he do that?” she asked.

  Cass pulled on the collar of her shirt and looked down at her fingernails. I had to hold back my laughter as I watched her try to pull something out of thin air. “Uh…”

  Shelly jumped up to her feet and pointed an accusing finger at Cassie. “I KNEW IT!”

  Cassie glared at her. “Knew what?”

  “You two are totally seeing each other! You’re sleeping together! I knew you guys liked each other and it was just a matter of time.” Shelly practically sang.

  I couldn’t help myself, I chuckled. Cassie turned her glare on me. “What’s so funny?” she asked. Her cheeks were so red I’m sure I could’ve fried an egg on them.

  I shrugged. “Don’t blame him.” Shelly chimed in. “I knew it already; do you see what you have on? Nothing but his shirt and a serious case of bedhead. I’m no virgin Cassie I know the signs.”

  All right then. “Woah.” I said standing. “Way too much information, I think we’re done with the sharing portion of today. Darling sister of mine, you can see your way out.”

  She slipped on her shoes grinning the whole time. “I’ll swing by midweek, but I’ll call first so I don’t uh… interrupt anything.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Give it a rest Shells.”

  She chuckled. “Fine, but Friday it’s on. I’ll make sure Paul is there. It will seem less suspicious when I extend the invite to his department and a few others. He’s sure to show knowing his buddy would be there… and I know most of the others won’t attend knowing you’d be there.”

  I frowned. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I asked.

  “Honestly? You’re a total dick and half of them shake in their boots at your presence so yea, they wouldn’t show up just for the hell of seeing you.” She picked up her purse and walked towards the door. “See you two lovebirds later!” she screamed out over her shoulder as she opened the door. I flipped her off behind her back and she laughed. “I know you just gave me the finger too. You see? Asshole.” She stated as the door closed behind her.

  “If you want a sister, you can have mine.” I offered to Cassie.

  She laughed and shook her head. “Oh no. I’m fine with the relationship me and her have now thank you very much.”

  I reached down to finish eating and there was only one half left on the plate. I looked at it and growled. Ham. She ate my whole damn sandwich. She was lucky that I kind of liked her. I saw her eyeing me as I took my first bite, I’m assuming knowing what she did and was waiting for my reaction. When I ate and didn’t comment, she relaxed back into the seat and finished eating.

  Cassie

  This past week has been amazing. I mean at least it was to me. Even with the little bit of experience that I had under my belt, I knew that this wasn’t how it always was with everyone. I’ve heard my friends, watched enough movies, and read enough books to know that this was good. Better. He’s been attentive, playful, caring, and well… sexy time was fan-fucking-tastic. That I knew for sure was better than average. How do I know? Well I know it’s a fact that woman do not orgasm every time they have a sexual encounter and my orgasm count is always multiple. We still have our banter which I am beginning to realize is like our own version of foreplay. Has been all of this time if I was going to be honest.

  I have spent the night with him twice, and I am slowly collecting a small wardrobe of his in my closet filling up the space of the dirty clothes I had left over at his. Collecting my stuff is always like an afterthought and lord knows I needed every piece of clothing. Speaking of such, my underwear’s are slowly diminishing with the way he keeps tearing them to shreds. Sometimes he’s like a completely unrestrained animal and doesn’t have the patience to take my clothes off. Have I complained even though I know this is going to hit me financially? Fuck no. It’s hot as hell and only shows how much he wants me. Whenever he does it, the sound of my ripping panties makes me just that much wetter.

  It was Friday and I was nervous as all hell. Right now, the ball was in my court and we were all counting on me to come through today. Shelly finally convinced Drayden to see it her way and he agreed very reluctantly. I had an argument with them on Wednesday – they ganged up on me – about today’s event. Drayden wanted to buy me a new outfit, while I wanted to wear something from my closet. Normally, I would’ve been offended by someone offering to buy me clothes for an event and would become self-conscious. Really though the problem was that the attire they wanted me to wear wasn’t anything I owned. Although I had some fitted dresses and some might’ve showed a bit of skin… they considered my clothes to be more on the conservative side. They wanted to make sure I caught his eye – well Shelly did, Drayden not so much – and kept it. I didn’t agree considering he pursued me every time we were in the same room. Eventually they won that battle and Shelly took me shopping for something that would suitable but revealing, lord kill me now.

  I’m not exactly comfortable with being ogled, which is why I stick to my wardrobe. Especially where I know these old geezers are going to be eye fucking me. I’ll need a few more drinks than normal, and some antiemetic’s to help kill the upcoming nausea I’m sure to get when I have to sit back and act like it doesn’t bother me. I eyed the bag sitting on the floor as if it was a grenade and sighed. It was time to get this over with.

  I walked into The Roosevelt Hotel on Madison Avenue and held my breath. This wasn
’t just me going into any old boring event where I flitted around the room, spoke to a few people, pretended to listen to more, spar with Drayden a time or two in between glasses of champagne, and calling it a night. This was going to be so much more different. My palms began to sweat from my anxiety and I sucked in a deep breath and held my head up. Every girl has an inner Marilyn Monroe, time to bust her out. I can fucking do this was my last thought before entering the crowded room. My eyes scanned the crowd, I found Shelly as I entered in slowly but I kept searching. Finally, I found who I was looking for and my eyes drank him up. Drayden stood with a group of people facing the door. I noticed the woman standing next to him, that was the same woman who came to the office and made a complete fool of herself… Veronica, and she was clinging onto his arm. It’s like he sensed my stare and his head snapped up in my direction his eyes finding mine. He looked me up and down his eyes widening then narrowing. I saw desire swim in his eyes. He said something to the group eyes still locked on me, and the next thing I knew he was walking away from the group. I tried to swallow but my throat had gone dry.

  Drayden

  Well holy shit. I didn’t know it was possible for her to get any sexier but there she stood at the entrance looking like sex on legs. My cock was already hard as I excused myself from the group and started to make my way towards her. Veronica tried to come along but I was able to subtly wrestle myself away from her death grip. I hadn’t even considered her being here and you would think everything was good between us the way she was acting. You wouldn’t think she continued to blow up my phone for the few days after she showed up at my office and I’d ignored every single text and call ultimately blocking her completely so they wouldn’t even come through.