His Games, Her Rules
own my arms as I look down the road with differe
e if I’d stayed in there any minute longer, I may have
ter the party Monique invited me to, I was never going to see him again. But hell fucking no
st go away and
od on you.” A fam
eyes, wondering how on earth he’s always so calm when he’s fucking corny. I’m not dumb, behind this whole calm
ive, but yet terrifying. He’s annoyingly sexy and gorgeous, but yet dangerous. Dominique Gray screams power and class. He’s not your typical billionaire. Lying behind his custom-mad
ou could tell when you see a rich boy who got handed a silver platter and a man who worked for it
w inches apart. I can’t read his look. It’s just blank, but I’m very much aware a lot is going through his mind right now. And I badly want to know what he’s thinking. I’m goo
ally good, like wood or pine, with
u doing here
ople step outside for
’m talking about. What are you d
ill fixed on my face as he says,
I stare at this man. I’m still trying to figure out how he’
all of a sudden? What are you trying to prove? Is this some sort of scheme you have going on for you? I don’t know, to tell me you have some sort of control over my life and if you w
thinks this is amusing. This is amusing to him, isn’t it? God, I want to
erved, collected, and
t your car. I’ve said sorry a hundred times and I even offered t
gone, replaced with a blank expre
ell a lady she owes you all because she fucking hit yo
y, I can. And
s he so fucki
offered to pay but you
sit in my garage and wait for you to magically come back so that you would pay for repairs? I know you
you know
icks his bottom lip and takes another step toward me, crowding my space. I step back
wer and dominance, and on a normal day, this is the type of man I shouldn’t mess with. The whole calm
g my arms, eyes still locked with his as I match his gaze. I want him to know that I’m not scared of him. To see that no matter how hard he’s trying
you’re trying to play,
I bought shares from a hospital that cost me millions of dollars just
this? What do
nt?” Dominique asks, tilt
still staring up at th
o interest. He looks so reserved with
’t put words in my mouth and plant
mm
ant sex, espec
ebrows, a cocky smirk g
I were you.” He says this slowly, taking his
fact that you’re a billionaire doesn’t
s calmly, but yet there’s arrogance in his to
an arrog
out of the games that he’s playing with me, but I’m never going to give him the satisfaction that he’s going to win. Not this time
s to tr
and how rigid he feels at my touch. He’s trying so hard to keep his composure at bay and he’s good. With the way he’s looking at me, he looks the least interested, but I
ull him toward me, and he lets me. Des
but you need to understand one thing; I’m not every other girl, and you need to try harder,” I voice out, my breath warm against his skin. “I don’t know what little games you are playi
he’s so calm. I hate that he’s everywhere. I hate the way his voice is low and deep and fucking sexy. And I hate that I have to admit to that. I hate that he’s so goo
d I feel his fingers on the material of my dress. Dominique brings his right hand to my face as he slowly tucks my hair behind my ear. “…you should know I don’t have the luxury of time to play games with
g my buttons, pushing them to know ho
nd of m
onfidence, which for some reason, is just fucki
fidence. It’s
ur way with me?” I whisper, and just like that, his eyes betray him. There
cially the rich ones. And for the record, I don’t owe you shit. If you’d never fixed
ng on putting an end to it. After what feels l
says, looking down at his lapel before he brings his
que and I turn toward the source of the voice. Monique hal
hard to get doesn't suit you, Robyn. And sooner or later, you're gonna give in. And
e of the hospital, a curt nod at Monique who’s standing by the entra
about a com
I look up at the sky and expel my breath th
about?” Monique asks,
my eyebro
come on, that must
was no
What did he whisper i
tired and I badly want to g
just happened? That was a lot of sexual tension and you can’t just
y wishing Monique wo