ROMANCE: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: Tempted Pleasure (Bad boy Alpha Male Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult and College Contemporary Romance)

by Jane Price

  “Enjoy the rest of your day.” She said walking passed us. Her shoulder bumped into mine and she paused. “See you at work, Michael” Even though what she said was something so simple, I knew that it would cause problems.

  “I thought you said you didn’t know her?” Julia said as she turned around and faced me. Damn it! I hated how observant she was. “She was the woman who walked away from our table the other night.”

  “I don’t remember” I said lamely. That was the first thing that came to my mind. Julia looked at me like I was stupid and her face suddenly appeared very angry.

  “That’s her isn’t it? The woman you fucked?” I was shocked when Julia cursed, she hardly ever curses unless she is super pissed. I knew that if I continued to lie to her, I’d be digging a deeper grave.

  “Yeah, I only said I didn’t know her because I didn’t want you to overthink things.”

  “So lying was your solution?!” A couple of people slowed down to eavesdrop as they walked by. I looked around and grabbed her arm.

  “People are watching us, let’s go inside and ta…” she snatched her hand away from me before I finished my statement.

  “Go fuck yourself!” she yelled and walked in the other direction. I went to catch up with her, but a bus pulled up and a boat load of people practically ran off of it.

  “Damn it! Watch out!” I screamed at the crowd that suddenly surrounded me. I tried to push my way through them, but the crowd was too thick. By the time I was able to break away from them, Julia was gone.

  When I got to work I made my way straight to Elizabeth’s cubicle. Numerous people greeted me, but I walked right passed them without a second glance. When George took one look at my face, he moved aside letting me walk passed him without any question. Elizabeth was at her desk typing something on her laptop.

  “Can I speak to you for a minute?” I said though my clenched teeth seething at her.

  “Can it wait till later? I’m really trying to get this sent before nine.” I didn’t give a damn what she needed to do. I grabbed her arm and practically yanked her up from her seat.

  “Now” She took one look at my face and nodded her head. A few of the early birds watched us in interest as we took the elevator up to the roof. Nathan glanced at me and I shook my head like I was saying “not now”. The roof was designated for smokers and thankfully nobody was up there this morning.

  “What the hell are you doing?” I said once I closed the door behind us.

  “I was doing my work before you manhandled me up here.”

  “You know damn well that is not what I’m talking about!” I couldn’t hold back my feelings anymore. If I wasn’t a man, I would’ve slapped the hell out of her. “Why couldn’t you just give Julia her purse and leave? Why did you have to say that extra shit?”

  “You’re mad at me for telling the truth? We are co-workers.” I glared at her and she stopped talking.

  “Julia saw you at our table the other night and I told her that I didn’t know you. Saying “I’ll see you at work” fucked up everything!” This woman was literally trying to sabotage everything that I worked hard to get back. I’ll be damned if I let her succeed.

  “A cheater and a liar, you’re the total package” she said sarcastically.

  “And you’re nothing but a jealous bitch.” I said with venom in my voice. “Keep harassing me and I will report you. If you don’t have shit to say to me about work then keep it moving because I’m fucking done with you.” Elizabeth turned to me shocked and just when she was about to say something, I got back into the elevator and left her looking stupid on the roof.

  Chapter Six

  I used my breaks and my lunch hour to try to get in contact with Julia without any success. All of my efforts were wasted and I didn’t have a backup plan. When I got home, I slammed my front door shut with such fury that some of the plaster fell off of the wall. I went straight to the refrigerator and grabbed a beer. “Fuck!” I shouted once I drained the can. I racked my brain for possible solutions to the problem, but my consciousness just kept saying “you should’ve just told the truth.”

  “I know!” I yelled at myself, but sometimes the truth only made the situation harder. When Julia said that Elizabeth was pretty, I definitely couldn’t have fessed up then because Julia only complimented other women when she thought they were better looking than her. I got out of my chair and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

  When I was done with my shower, I gave Jacob a call and told him what happened.

  “Damn, that Elizabeth chick must really want you; you gave her that good of dick?” I sighed. I really didn’t want to play around with Jacob.

  “Jake, can you fucking be serious for once, I need some solid advice” he sighed then too.

  “Look man, just send her one of your little emails. She didn’t talk to you before you emailed her before so try it now and see what happens.” I didn’t think that method would work again, but I was running out of ideas and at least Jacob suggested something that might work.

  “Alright, I’m going to give that a try and see how that goes.”

  “Good luck, Mike” he said right before he hung up.

  “Well, here goes nothing.” I said as I logged into my yahoo account.

  Julia,

  Why do you always run away from a problem instead of talking about it? What you did today was not safe, if you really wanted to leave then I would’ve taken you home. I didn’t tell you that I knew that woman because I knew you’d overreact and I was not trying to have her being at Shelley’s ruin our evening. I shouldn’t have lied, but it seemed like the best option at the time. I was wrong and I understand that. Please call me, we were just becoming happy again and I don’t want to lose the progress we’ve made.

  I love you,

  Mike.

  I logged off of my computer then got up and put on some shorts and a tank top. I knew that Julia was not going to email back that quickly and I didn’t want to wait in front of the computer for her response like I did last time. I was going to try as many times as possible to get her to talk to me, but a man could only do so much in a day. I didn’t want to go back to that dark place that I was a few days ago, so I decided to cook myself something to eat to take my mind off of the situation.

  When I went back to my computer a few hours later, I was disappointed to see that Julia hadn’t emailed me back. It was driving me crazy, but I decided to give her more time. I turned on the small TV in my bedroom and watched movies until I fell asleep.

  When I woke up the next morning, I went straight to my computer and logged into my yahoo again.

  “She still hasn’t emailed me back.” I picked up my phone, no texts or calls. She really liked to make things more complicated than what they had to be. I was tired of sitting around waiting for her to contact me like a dog would wait for their owner to bring them food.

  I decided to go to her mother’s house; the best way to get someone to listen to you was when you’re directly in their personal space. Jacob did that to me whenever he called and said let’s play some ball. I’d say no and he’d just come over here until I agreed just to get him off of my back. I did my morning routine and left the house.

  I arrived at Julia’s mother’s house at noon; I knew her mother would still be at church so I knew that we wouldn’t get interrupted. I knocked on the door and impatiently waited for Julia to open the door. She opened the door and gasped when she saw me, but after her initial shock a frown formed on her beautiful face.

  “What do you want?” she bit out furiously.

  “Can I come in Julia?” I asked her.

  “Why?”

  “Because I want to talk,”

  “I don’t want to hear the bullshit that you have to say.” I caught the door when she tried to close it and forced my way inside. I really hated to be so forceful, but I needed her to listen to what I had to say.

  “Get out!” she yelled irritated.

  She reached for the door
knob that I held tightly in my hand and when she walked closer to me, I bent down and kissed her. Julia pushed at my chest but I refused to let her go. Her hair was hanging a little below her ears and I ran my fingers in it deepening the kiss. She eventually stopped trying to resist me and leaned into the kiss. Finally I released her.

  “I messed up, again” I said. “I only lied because I knew you would’ve ended our date early if you knew who she was.”

  “How do you know that?”

  “Ten years Julia! It’s been ten fucking years, I know because I know you” Julia gasped when I raised my voice. “I’m sorry that I lied, it was selfish of me, but admit that you wouldn’t have had a good time if you knew she was there.” Julia hesitated before she responded.

  “Okay, you’re right, but you shouldn’t have lied to me.” She turned away from me then and walked towards the kitchen. I followed behind her watching her movements. “I’m sorry for leaving.” She said grabbing two plates and putting bread on each one of them. I nodded my head. She made us both a sandwich and she poured two cups of coffee into childish looking mugs. It was a little too late in the day for me to drink coffee, but I took it anyways. “You only slept together once?”

  “One time too many” I said quickly. She sighed and bit into her sandwich.

  “I forgive you,” she said quietly. I looked her in her eyes to see if she was lying, but I only saw truth in her eyes. I smiled and leaned over the table to kiss her on the forehead. She smiled and leaned over the table to kiss me on the forehead as well. Instead of kissing my forehead, when she was close to me I grabbed her chin and lowered her lips to mine. When we parted she smiled at me. “Let’s start over,” she said and I grinned.

  This time will be different between us, I won’t let my pride stop us from going places and I will try to do little things in order to make sure Julia is completely happy with me. I won’t let Elizabeth or anyone else come in between us again and I definitely will never cheat on Julia again. A sleazy one night stand isn’t anything compared to ten years with someone who you truly loved. I was happy that Julia allowed me back into her life and I will definitely not waste this second chance.

  THE END

  Obsessions Unleashed

  Chapter 1

  Good God, what had I just done?

  My head was still spinning, trying to catch up with itself, but so dazed and disoriented that the prospect of genuinely doing so seemed next to impossible. Sunshine poured in through the windows as I sped my way through the unfamiliar hall, clothes pressed up against my naked flesh in a makeshift effort at preserving my own modesty, though at this point I felt certain there wasn't enough shame left in me for it to really matter all that much.

  I was extremely conscious of my exposed backside as I jostled through the house, and about halfway down along, I realized just too late that it should have been this that I was covering, given that it was what I was exposing to the man in my wake. Accordingly, then, I took both my sports bra and shorts and pressed them up behind me, knowing, just as well, that this slight preservation of decency really didn't matter either.

  He had, of course, seen everything already, not to mention gone a hell of a lot further than that, and nothing I could do after the fact could possibly compensate for that now that all was said and done.

  When at last I managed to slip away into the stranger's bathroom, I slammed the door shut behind me. My head light and my chest heaving with anxiety, and the afternoon light still coursing through the tiny bathroom window. It just didn't seem right, it still being daylight... This sort of thing wasn't supposed to happen at all to a girl like me, and if it did it sure as hell shouldn't be taking place in the middle of the damn day.

  If this had had to happen, it should have been in the dark dead of night, the blackness covering up all the things I was doing wrong, and creating a mood fitting to the seedy, inappropriate actions that had taken place only moments before.

  It had all seemed so perfect at the time... And yet, now that it was over... Oh, Christ...

  I gave myself a quick look in the mirror, noting the complete lack of composure in my facial features, which I'd honestly already come to expect to be honest, and finding no surprises. I needed to get the hell out of here as quickly as possible. I needed to get myself clean and pretend as though this never happened, and until then, all I could do was pray to God that I'd be able to keep my cool long enough.

  I fumbled a bit with the faucet of this strange shower. I turned it on nearly to full blast, thinking I could adjust the heat accordingly once I was inside, but then I shrieked, covering my lips with my hand, as an intense pang of icy water came showering down upon me. I was used to the hot and cold nozzles being opposite on my own shower, and even this slightest of differences served to drive home the point of how very wrong it was that I should be here.

  I cursed it all, adjusting the water so as better to suit me, and then hurriedly attempted to scrub myself from head to toe with a wash cloth, dredging away the salt, the sweat, the sin, and the shame... And yet, no matter how hard I tried, I just didn't feel like I could get clean again. Couldn't eliminate the awfulness of what I'd done, and was stuck with it looming large over my head, haunting me, and making me want to cry.

  I closed my eyes beneath the streams of the shower, allowing the water to come drizzling down along my face, my hair made wet and stuck to my flesh, and my lips blaring as I struggled for breath. I thought, hoped, prayed that I would somehow miraculously open my eyes in a few seconds, and this would all have been a dream- a nightmare, really, even if an excruciatingly satisfying one- and that with the peeling back of my eyelids, all would be right with the world as it had been before.

  But of course, that wasn't the case. When I opened my eyes, all I could see was the foreign shower stall, and my own wet body, and the seediness of the fact of me trying to wash it all away.

  I almost started crying…

  But no, I knew that wouldn't do me any good. I had to flee from this, to get away, to put it as far behind me as humanly possible. I dreaded the prospect of having to leave the cloistered protection of the bathroom, of stepping back out into the hallway and peering into the face of my own shame. I wish I could just zip from here to there without having to go through all of the ugly stages leading up to that, but I knew the longer I stayed in here, the worse and worse it would get for me.

  At any rate, the water was beginning to chill as it poured down onto me, giving me goosebumps, and I knew that I'd been in here more than long enough.

  I shut off the tap, and stood for a moment in the empty bath, water dripping from my body, and shivers running through me as I tried to prolong the inevitable. I took a deep breath, almost painfully deep, and released it, then leaned over the lip of the tub, picking up a warm, fluffy bath towel from the floor.

  Even this seemed perverse, somehow. This innocent touch of cloth against skin, so pampered and so comforting, like something I would enjoy in my own home, where I belonged, and without the layer of perversity underlying it that I experienced in the present.

  I felt a little bit like throwing up, but I resisted the temptation of giving into my own weakness. If only I'd been that strong only an hour or two earlier...

  As dry as I was going to get, I then picked up my strewn jogging outfit from the floor as well, slipping into it with an immense degree of discomfort. They had been damp with perspiration when I'd first taken them off, and now that moisture had cooled, and felt icy and miserable when pressed up against my body. Almost more than anything, I was burning for a change of clothes right now, to be in something that didn't insist on reminding me of my sin with every pressing of fabric against flesh.

  But of course, I knew there was no possibility that I could ever be so lucky. Waiting around like this, thinking of the many ways in which things could be better, was only serving to cripple me further in my efforts at a hasty departure, and the longer I let myself dwell on these things, the worse it was going to get.

>   I was all but departed now, with only that one last hurdle to clear of making my exit. This, of course, was going to be the most unpleasant of all, and I hovered at the door for an extended period, anxious and reluctant to make that first step, and my pulse only intensifying all the while as time ticked on.

  Finally, I worked up as much nerve as I possibly could, taking in an intense breath, and clicking open the bathroom door.

  There he was, almost immediately upon my setting foot into the hallway. He was at least wearing something, now, if only a skimpy little pair of shorts, and I tried to avoid laying eyes on the rest of him, for fear that I would go spiraling back into temptation once again before I could even think to stop myself.

  I looked him very briefly in the eyes, and then cast my glance downward, toward the floor, needing to at least make some effort, but knowing that it would be a meager one. “I need to go,” I muttered, my skin prickling, and my ears ringing just a little bit.

  “I had fun. Thank you,” He said, and I could almost feel that perverse grin of his blazing up at me. I, of course, had had fun as well, but I was far too ashamed of this fact to own up to it. “Bye,” I said curtly, turning from him, and making a swift exit toward the front doorway as quickly as I could possibly manage without breaking into a run right there in the hall.