His Games, Her Rules

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n the room?” Camilla asks, turning arou

ask, what elep

w what I’m ta

g about, I’m just not willin

my sister. Camilla takes after our mother, brown eyes, olive s

ke you were having

it or should I be fo

says, shaking her head as she cr

nyway? Shouldn’t you be back in LA

la was never going to get married, at least anytime soon, but then she surprised us. Camilla is an actress, a regular face in Hollywood these

gineer who works for a company that I know too well. I’m happy for her. My brother and I ar

for wedding

o wedding shopping

.” She says as she shrugs a shou

, but I’m g

nd I step out from the backseat. We shut the door as

n the double doors. Inside, my house help, Helen, greets me. I

amilla says as she stops by th

ge though. You don’t wanna see thin

amilla says as she sta

cigarette to get through this night in one piece. I pour myself a glass of bourbon as I sit down on

undproofed walls. I come here when I want to get my head straight, work from h

on the knob and I wave her in. Helen is in her mid-forties. She’s been working for me for at least five years and she’s in charge of taking care of

ady to

aning earlier today and they’re per

en. How’s your

ay, sir. Thanks to you

was ill and the hospital bill was too expensive and she couldn’t afford it. Helen is an immigrant without medical insurance and I offered to pay for her daughter’s medical bills. Her gratitud

nd pull a bundle of notes as I stretch

you don’t

please t

smile on her face as sh

nees nearly touching the ground, Helen receives the cash from my hand. “Co

ou so mu

Terrance will

, sir. I really ap

ds, her knees nearly touching the ground as she tur

e off my suit jacket and toss it on the couch behind me. I pour myself anothe

r. I’m not blind, he obviously wants to fuck her, and I don’t k

bably th

but the doctor’s intention is anything but friendly. He wants what I want and that just annoys me the most

posite sex wants a piece of you because of money or connections, oftentimes, it’s both. As a man with power a

n and women. But Robyn Denver didn’t have to try, she only had to

he balls and I made it my mission to know who she is. To know what she was and who she belonged to

tell myself it’s the other way around. She’s got my full attention and

r been this sexually attracted to a w

by

and a hothead, all of which m

e one look at her and all I want to do is ruin her, to break her, and to show her ther

do things to her. D

bad I hate m

ever had to go any length just for sex, but Robyn has made it clear that she’s

to burn me. And as fucked up as

t is her. Her smile, and her pouty lips that

u

the crowd, not until I approached her and I discovered she wasn’t just a pretty

e fact that I wanted to fuck her, I guess that was when I knew I really wanted her,

dn’t turn

proven to be stubborn and even turned me down on one hand, that’s h

like to play hard so they don’t come off as cheap, but with the right amount I can get anyone to do my bidding. And oftentimes,

sex, every woman wants to feel pleas

alls in a quiet

my dick. On the big screens and to the world, Sara is a big star, with different men standing in a long

in a hoarse voice,

as fast as I

y, taking note of her little green

en care of it myself but I needed to feel something, someone, anything that is close to being Robyn. But Sara Hu

air, and the perfect ass, tits, and the perfect hip to match. She’d gone under the knife a couple of time

nd my right hand holding my glass o

bourbon to my lips as I empty the glass and reach forward

ection. She reaches for the zip at the corner of her dress and slowly pulls it

er panties with her gaze fixed on me, I only wish Sara was somebody else. Someone with dark olive skin, brown eye

slowly crawling toward me as she kneels in between my thighs. I stare down at her with lidded eyelids as sh

s coated with precum with her lips, I throw my head back and shut my eyes, wit

s with her in that tight little