Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 81635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
"She’s also my only sister," I mumble to Wilson, who puts his hand out to shake my sister’s and puts his other on my lower back.
"So what are we talking about?" she asks, going to stand next to Mother. "By the way, I can’t find the video anywhere."
My mother gasps. "Relax, I was just going to report it." She turns and winks at Wilson and me. "Luckily, no other videos turned up." She walks to grab a cup of coffee. "I also have your name as a Google alert, so as soon as one pops up, I’ll be the first to know."
"I need to find someone who can do a sweep of my home to check for any hidden cameras.”
"I know someone," my father says, taking out his phone from his back pocket.
"Of course you do," Vivienne says and rolls her eyes. "Who don’t you know? It’s like you’re the Godfather."
I’m on pins and needles the whole time. My mind’s in overdrive as I play out the past couple of weeks, trying to pinpoint when I fell in love with him. Even when we go back to his house and meet with the people to discuss the camera we found, I stay quiet and just observe.
That night when we slide into bed, he turns to me. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah," I say, trying to put on my poker face. "I’m just tired." He searches my face and then takes me in his arms. I fall asleep listening to the sound of his heart, and when I get up the following morning, it’s to him bringing me coffee.
He bends to kiss my lips, sitting on the bed beside me. "How did you sleep?"
I take a sip of coffee. "Good, except the couple of times I woke up to your cock in me."
He smiles at me. "You kept rubbing up on me."
I smile at him. "Too bad we don’t have a camera as evidence." He glares at me. "Too soon?" I sit up to kiss his lips. "Do you have to go to the rink today?"
"Yeah," he says, and I get out of bed and head to the shower. He jumps into the shower when I get out, and when I walk into the walk-in closet, the phone beeps from my bedroom. I slip on my gray pants with white and black lines. Grabbing a black short-sleeved cashmere shirt, tucking it in with a black blazer. I pick up my white sneakers and then change my mind and opt for black ballerina flats.
When I turn, I find him leaning against the doorjamb, watching me with his white towel around his hips. His eyes are crystal now. "I have to get going, and there is no time for whatever it is you are thinking." I kiss his lips and grab my phone, walking. "I’ll call you later!" I shout out to him from the front door before walking out of the house.
I stop to get another coffee and a sandwich before walking into the office, and for once, there are a couple of people in before me. I stop and look at my watch to make sure it’s not later than it is, grabbing my phone to double-check when I see the email.
Emergency board meeting requested.
I look around, then walk into my office. Sitting down, I turn on my computer. I see Earl coming in and going straight to his office. A couple of the other men walk in and go to his office. My phone beeps again at the same time as Ava comes into the office.
Board meeting in ten minutes.
"What is going on?" she asks, and all I can do is look out at the men huddling together. "I have no idea," I say with a sinking feeling in my gut. "But I don’t think it’s a meeting to shoot the shit and talk about our weekend."
I stand and head toward the boardroom. The men are all sitting facing that one chair in the front that is unoccupied. "Gentlemen," I say, walking in and pulling out the chair. "What is this meeting about?"
"It’s come to our attention," Earl starts, "that there was a sex tape." The minute he says the words my back goes straight up. "Circulating." I look at the men as they all stare at me. "With you in it."
I tilt my head to the side. “You mean something that was shared without my consent?” I say, and as I look at the members, a couple of them can’t look me in the eye. I know what this is. They are here to ambush me and fire me. Well, they’ve come to the wrong fucking girl. “Is that what you’re talking about?” I look straight at Earl. “I never pegged you as the voyeurism type.”
“We’ve held a vote,” he says.
“You held a vote with whom?” I ask, putting my hands on the table. “How was I not included in this vote?” No one says anything. “So basically, I was prosecuted without being able to defend myself.”