Art of Seduction

t at the glittering Manhattan skyline. Her reflection stared back, a stunning beauty wi

ece of her husband's success. Jacob Sims, the billionaire mogul, had

er. The silence between them was deafening, the only sound the ticking of the g

acob entered, his chiseled features set in a stern expression, his eye

avy with resignation. "Of course

f acknowledgment of their existence in each other's liv

ding day, a distant memory of a love that never was. She felt like a bird in a gi

for her was to look beautiful in front of business as

Jacob's voice, distant and detached. "Sharon, have

resignation. "Yes, Jacob, I've

strong impression. Our r

n simmering. "Our reputation? You me

What's the difference, Sharon? We're a te

ean I'm a trophy, a accessory to your succes

"That's not fair, Sharon. I've given

hing except the one thing I crave most -

tween them palpable. Jacob's eyes dropped, his gaze fixe

Jacob. Even when you are, you're distant, detached. I'm livin

ing dramatic, Sharon. I have work to do, re

vy with sorrow. "I know that, Jacob. But what

entle rebuke. "Sharon, we'll get through t

, leaving Sharon alone in their lavish

le vase, delicate and easily shattered. She couldn't remember the last

he wiped her tears away. She didn't want to face anyone, especially not Jacob's

called out from the hallway. "He nee

n she wanted to see. But she had no choice. She had left him for Russell when her family had announce

eplied, her voice ba

s with an intensity that made her skin cra

ith warning. "Russell, please. We're not frien

nacing. "Ah, but Sharon, we coul

over her body, his gaze lingering on her curve

alled out, her voice l

detached. "I'll be right th

ssell's whims. And she knew that her husband would nev

ng and intense. "You know, Sharon, I've always admired y

this strength, Russell? Being trapped in a lovel

ong, Sharon. You have the power to change your fate, to

ng. "And how do you propose I do that

haron. Together, we could achieve great things. We

ell's words were laced with deceit, but a part of her was tempted, tempt

tone cold and detached. "Russell, we have b

ron is already in it, Jacob. She's a pawn i

aced with venom. "I'm no pawn, Russell. I'm a

wn a line, a line that neither Jacob nor Russell would cross. But she al

nsion between them was palpable. Sharon watched the

e pulled out his phone. "Jacob, I'll handle the negotia

ead. "Fine. But don't think you're going to

'm just trying to help, Jacob. You kno

ell's fingers flew across his phone's keyboard.

deserve passion, desire, and intimacy.

kipping a beat as she read the text. Her eyes

ying with fire," she

of sexual intimacy, of desire and passion. She knew

rned to Russell. "Let's get one thing clear, Russell.

, Jacob. You have no idea what Sharon wants.