One of the hottest bachelors in town is Anders Winston. Many girls were dying just to get near to him because rumors spread so fast that he is a king in bed, but he never cared about those women, they were just playtime with him and once he caught you in his arms you'll never wish to miss a chance to be with him alone throughout the night. 
He is a master chef, a billionaire, a bachelor, and a playboy, but no man is perfect, just like us. Anders Winston has his own secret too; a dirty little secret that no one has ever known about.

Daddy's hot sauce

　　Emily was in the beat of heat as it was visible on her cheeks and felt the warm breath that was hitting on her skin while his touch was making his body tremble. In every inch of her skin, she felt the warm of his hand on her mounds and his lips that went from her neck down to her shoulders. She felt it, the hunger of his lips, his aggressiveness and his heavy breath, and hands that was being on point for her not to disobeyed him.


　　“Mr. Winston, please…” she pleaded for him to stop what he was doing as it sent a lot of sensation in her nerves.


　　A knocked on the door made her eyes wide opened and quickly put on her towel around her body.


　　“Emily!” Anders called him while continuously knocking on the door.


　　Emily couldn’t believe her eyes. She was staring at herself in the mirror and heaved out a sigh.


　　“Shit!” she mumbled and washed her face with water. “That was… an imagination.”


CHAPTER 17