Genevieve
The silk sheets were cool against my skin,
a stark contrast to the heat of the man tangled around me with his arm was a heavy possessive weight across my waist, his face buried in my hair.
“I’ve missed you so much Gen,” he murmured, his voice thick with a sleepiness that didn’t mask his need. “These secret meetings… they’re not enough, I don’t get to have you all to myself as it should be, I hate it.”
I sighed a practiced weary sound as I stared at the ornate ceiling of the hotel room, not at him. “You know we have to keep up the act besdies It’s almost over, the wedding is being planned. The final contracts are being reviewed and immediately I get married to him and we merge the companies, I’ll get all his shares… We’re so close.”
He lifted his head his handsome face etche
