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

"Why are we taking evening flight?" I asked, packing my hair 


"Because I want us to get there in the morning and sleep for a while, then wake up and begin exploring immediately" He smiled, helping me zip my dress 


"Okay, I'm ready to go" I checked myself out again in the mirror 


"You look beautiful to be sitting in the plane for hours" Richard smirked 


"Let's go before we miss our flight!" I pulled him out. 


Yes, you're correct. It's time already!!! I'm so so happy to see Paris. I really want to see that Eiffel Tower they always talk about. I just want to explore the place 


We get into the car and Mateo drives us down to the airport. We wait for few minutes before it was our turn to board. I managed to conceal my happiness. We were on first class, as usual. I really loved how dark the sky felt at night. I refused to sit at the window though; I let Richard sit there. 


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