Dame Cherie

#Slow-burn Romance
#Explicit sexual scene.

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"You should stay away from me. I'll only fuck the hell outta you." he stared at my naked body lustfully

"What if I want that?" I sat up to look at him

"Get off your highs. You only get my dick when I want you to. Goodnight Vanessa." He banged the door

It was then and there I felt very stupid.

What was I thinking?! 

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Vanessa Willow, a well known event planner in her city crossed path with Richard Blackwood, a CEO of a Tech Invention Company. They didn't start on good footing since Richard portrayed himself initially as an egoistical, perverted and annoying client. All Vanessa wanted was to be done with the project that brought them to be together but Richard wanted more. 

A night together leads to a tragic event in the life of Vanessa. Vanessa lost everything including herself but she had only one reason to keep pushing. She knew she wouldn't have trusted the Rich Billionaire. She thought she knew him better but it turned out she didn't. Where does she go from here? Will there be a light at the end of the tunnel? Will she be able to heal? Will she overcome this phase? Is she willing to forgive despite the fact that she has forgotten?

But first of all, What exactly happened between them? 

I guess we'll read to find out

Ripped Apart

"I expected you to be the last person to cry" I laughed, damping Autumns tears 


"I can't just believe my younger brother is about to start his own family. His own is that bad because he can't come over to our place cos he's a man. He'll have to fend for himself and his family and always be there. He'll be far away from us." She sniffed 


"Did you say I won't come over. It'll interest you to know that once it's all too much, I'm running back to your house" Jason joked 


"Oh my goodness! You look so so good, twin" I smiled, admiring him 


He's been in the dressing room for quite sometime now. 


"Like hell, you would come over to MY house of all places" Autumn laughed 


"Don't cry..I'm not dying" He smiled, admiring the reflection of himself on the mirror 


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