As Nikki stepped into her condo, an uneasy feeling swept over her. Something was out of place in the pristine white and grey walls.
Her suspicions were confirmed when she saw Antonio lounging on her sofa, dressed casually in a polo and trousers like he'd just come from a leisurely round of golf.
"Fucking hell," she spat, slamming the door behind her.
Antonio smirked, tossing a file onto the glass table in front of him. "You look so sexy, bella. The man in my pants still wants you."
She shot him a venomous glare, crossing her arms. "You had your chance, prick. Go fuck your wife."
The words echoed through the room as she picked up the file, her disinterest obvious. "A lawyer?"
"Not just any lawyer. The top lawyer in Texas," Antonio said, swirling the golden liquid in his glass.
She frowned, flipping through the documents. "You want me to go to Texas?"
"Yes," he replied simply, his gaze fixed on her.
"And do what?" she challenged, her voice defiant.
"Seduce him. Get some dirt on him so we can get rid of him. How hard can that be?" His sly smirk made her stomach churn.
She slammed the papers back onto the table. "I have a life here in L.A., and I'm doing great. What do I get out of this shit?"
"One million dollars."
Her eyes widened in shock. "You'd pay that much to bring down a common lawyer?"
Antonio tilted his head, his smirk deepening. "If he were so common, I wouldn't have to pay that much."
Her nails dug into her palms as she clenched her fists. "And if I refuse?"
Mario stepped out of the kitchen, guiding her mother into the room with a fresh batch of cookies. "Oh, my daughter, your friends invited me over and said you were having a small dinner."
Horrified, Nikki blanched. Her stomach twisted as she realized the depth of Antonio's threat. "Five million," she said through gritted teeth. "I'll leave tomorrow."
"Good girl," Antonio purred as he stood, his bodyguards appearing from every corner of the room. "Bring me good information, bella mia."
Once they left, Nikki clung to her mother, sobbing uncontrollably. Her mom, confused and worried, bombarded her with questions Nikki couldn't bear to answer.
After ensuring her mother was safe in her small elderly home, Nikki drove to a nearby mansion.
She used her key to unlock the door and stepped inside, her heels clicking against the marble floor. There he was—Stephen Blackwood, Hollywood's A-list heartthrob, and one of her many distractions.
"What a pleasant surprise, Nikki," he said, sipping coffee, his towel hanging low on his hips.
Her gaze dropped, her lips curling into a sly smile. Perfect.
She sauntered toward him, her movements slow and deliberate. Taking the vape pen from his hand, she inhaled deeply before pulling him into a passionate kiss. With one solid tug, his towel dropped to the floor.
"Whoa, slow down," he chuckled, his deep voice tinged with amusement.
"Sorry," she murmured, her breath hot against his lips. "I don't have time right now—I just need my fix."
Stephen grinned, his hands resting on her waist. "Go ahead, lovely."
She took his dick in her mouth and sucked the tip till he grabbed a handful of her hair knowing he was ready for her.
She straddled him and whispered against his lips "Sorry, let me use this please?" She said caressing his full length bigger than her hand with affection.
She climbed onto him, her body trembling with anticipation as she guided him inside her. Inch by inch, she drank him in, her hips moving with hungry desperation.
"Slow down," he groaned, trying to keep up with her fervent pace.
She didn't want to, she began moving her hips r faster, wanting it deeper inside her he was gasping trying to slow her down but she was on fire "Slow down." He groaned.
She whimpered taking his moan in her mouth as she herself moaned "I really need this Right now please."
"Fuck." He couldn't help it, he started moving at her pace and she had to grab the couch for support as she rode him.
She kissed him passionately with the hunger she felt but the lips, she kissed was not the one she thought.
And her body came, with an intensity of a lightning bolt her eyes twitching as she gasped in exquisite pleasure.
"I need this," she whimpered, her voice breaking as her pleasure built to an unstoppable crescendo.
Her body shuddered as she came, a lightning bolt of ecstasy coursing through her. Panting, she clung to him, her mind already drifting to the task ahead.
As she moved to get up, Stephen held her firmly by the waist. "Please stay," he pleaded, his dark eyes filled with longing.
She smiled, brushing her thumb over his lip. "I have to go on a long trip."
"Where?" he asked, his arousal still evident as he pulsed against her.
"Texas," she replied, her mind already conjuring the image of the lawyer Antonio wanted her to destroy.
There was no man she couldn't tame. She was sure of it.