FROM: [email protected]
TO: [email protected]
I understand. Is there someone else in your life? I hope you will give him a chance. You deserve to be loved. The only regret I have is that I didn’t try harder to please you.
I have one final gift for you, though. Please accept it.
Open your door.
A.
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My heart just skipped a beat. Immediately, I scoot my chair back, far away from the computer. The further I get, the more I can pretend the words on the screen don’t exist. I think I might pass out. Did he just say ‘open your door?’ How in the world … does he know where I live?
A knock on my door has me jolting up with a scream.
“Who is it?”
Nobody answers, not even after a few minutes pass. Sweat drips down my back as I stare at the door. Another knock follows. My legs tremble as I walk toward the door, terrified of who I might find. Did Mr. Awesome really find out where I live? Do I finally get to meet him? Oh God, all kinds of images float through my mind, like what he would look like and how he would talk … what he’d say to me. Does he have a cute face or will I be shocked at how different he looks from what I imagined?
Maybe wanting to meet him wasn’t such a good thing, after all. Anonymity does have its charm.
However, I can’t ignore the stranger knocking on my door.
I take a deep breath and straighten my dress, trying to look as natural as possible, despite the fact that I’m still completely wasted from last night.
When I open the door, I’m in for a shock.
Like, complete, heart-stopping, jaw-dropping shock.
Leo King is at my doorstep.
“Wha …”
“I know what this must look like but hear me out.”
“What in the fucking world …” I mutter, frowning, my body still frozen from the shock.
His eyes slide from left to right, and then he fishes something from his pocket. My phone. He holds it up. “I wanted to give this back to you.”
I take it from his hands without saying a word. I have no clue what to say. All I can think of is that I must be in some kind of TV show because this shit just got surreal.
“Sam, I … I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to freak out.”
“No …” I mutter. If this is true … no, it can’t be because that means he’s been lying to me all this time … and I’m a complete idiot.
I try to slam the door shut, but his foot blocks the way. “Wait,” he says.
“Oh, my God, what the hell, Leo,” I say.
“Please, just listen. I didn’t just want to have sex with you. That was not my goal. Yes, I loved it, and yes, I want to do it again. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want more. I’m not what you think I am, Sam. I’m not some manwhore who randomly fucks every lady he desires.” He places his hand on the wooden door and leans in. “I don’t want this to end. I don’t want a one-night stand. I want you,” he says.
My heart is melting in my hands.
“But you …”
“I let myself get carried away back at the bar and last night. I’m sorry, it’s just … hard to resist you. I can’t control my urges around you, it’s like … I feel like an animal when I’m near you, and all I can think of is having you in whatever way possible.”
I swallow away the lump in my throat as I listen to his words, not knowing how to reply.
The look on his face is sincere, and even though I hate him for all the lies, I can’t help but feel for him right now.
“I need you, Sam. Not just as an assistant. I need you … in my life as more than just friends. Do you think that’s possible?”
“I don’t know …” I murmur.
“I know I can be an asshole, and I sometimes forget about the consequences of my actions, and I make rash decisions based on impulse rather than well-thought-out plans. But that is why you’re perfect for me in every way. You make up for all those mistakes.”
It feels like my heart is glowing and dropping to the floor like a puddle, much like me. Yep, I’ve been reduced to a puddle of warmth. But how can these words fix the lies? How can they make up for the broken trust? How can he ever be the right man for me when he has treated me like shit these past couple of weeks? It makes no sense. Why would he care about me when all he’s done and proven is that he cares about himself above all else?
“Why should I believe you?” I ask.
“Because it’s me, Sam,” he says. “This is the real me.” He places his hand on his chest. “I’m not lying when I say I want to make you happy. I can make that happen, in more ways than one. I know how to do it in bed, and I can learn how to do it in other areas, too.”
“How do you know what I like in bed? We barely know each other. We just had a one-night stand … well, two one-night stands. But that doesn’t mean you know what I like.”
His chest expands to take in the oxygen. “I have to show you something. Promise me you won’t freak out.”
“Okay …” I mutter.
He takes out his cell phone, and for a second I think he’s going to show me a picture, but then he keeps on typing. And then my phone buzzes. I look at it, thinking it’s just another fancy way of him trying to say sorry.
Except it isn’t Leo texting me. It’s Mr. Awesome.
My hands begin to tremble. My breathing falters. The phone drops to the floor.
“It’s me,” he says.
“No …” I mutter. I can’t believe it. The implications are too difficult to handle.
He holds up his phone and shows me his gallery. One of the latest downloaded pictures is the one of my boobs I sent to Mr. Awesome.
Oh, holy fucking shit.
I take a step back, and he takes a step in.
“You’re Mr. Awesome?” I say, barely able to speak coherently.
“I wish I could say no so you wouldn’t have more reasons to be pissed at me, but then I’d be lying.”
“No … you’re lying right now. You got that off my phone, right?”
“Remember those dick pics I sent you? Ever spotted that mole on the edge of my V-line?”
I shake my head.
“Go look,” he says, looking down at my phone.
I immediately pick up my phone and scroll through the images until I find it. There is indeed a mole, but I never focused on it before. Except, when Leo lowers his pants to expose that exact same mole on the exact same place on his V-line, it suddenly makes sense.
I think I’m about to faint. “You’re really him? Mr. Awesome? You’re the one I’ve been talking to all this time?”
He closes the door behind him. “It’s me, Princess. The one and only.”
Possessed
Part 3
Coco Cadence
About Possessed Part 3
My boss, the billionaire bad boy Leo King, not only tricked me into being his fake wife, but the dirty secret he's been keeping from me is now also exposed.
I can't believe I fell for his lies, and worse, I still want him. He says he loves me, but does that fix everything?
The joke is on me. His crazily hot presence is impossible for me to deny. Fighting temptation or risking it all; the choice is simple, but the consequences are tough.
However, when new revelations threaten to break us apart, there is only one thing I can do: Stock up on chocolate and sit this fucker out until the end.
Chapter 1
“You’re Mr. Awesome?” I repeat. I just can’t believe what I’m hearing. Thoughts race through my mind, the consequences of this truth. It means that he knows everything—all that I’ve said about him to Mr. Awesome, all the horrible stuff. And more … so much more.
“Yes,” he says. “It’s me. It’s always been me. There’s no one else behind that account and those emails. Just me.”
I shake my head. “Why?”
He takes a step forward in an attempt to defuse the situation. It’s not work
ing, though. “You want to know why I signed on to that app and started texting you, or you want to know why I didn’t tell you?”
“Why are you telling me this now?” I ask, my lips trembling from anger.
“Because you were angry at me, and then you wanted to say goodbye to Mr. Awesome. I couldn’t just let you go. I had to tell you the truth before you’d call quits on … well, both of us.”
“So, Mr. Awesome is just a fake persona to you. Just like all your other fake shit.” I fold my arms.
“No, it’s not fake. It’s really me,” he says. “I like what we have, Sam.”
“Had,” I interject.
He purses his lips. “I don’t want this to be over.”
“Yeah, well you should have thought about that before you lied to my face.”
“I didn’t lie to you, Sam. I just didn’t tell you.”
“Why?” My voice is getting louder and louder. I’m so pissed off right now. How could he lie to me like that?
“Because I was afraid of what you’d think of me if you found out. Like now. But I knew that one day I’d have to tell you. I just didn’t think it’d go this far.”
“You didn’t think I’d actually want more than just a stranger on the internet? Or a one-time fling with Mister King himself?”
“No, that’s not what I mean …” He scratches his head and sighs. “Goddammit.”
“So this was all just some innocent experiment to you. All fun and games.”
“It was, yes, but now it’s so much more than that.” He steps closer again, which makes me back away. “Please, don’t be afraid. You’re backing away from me. I’m not going to hurt you.”
“I don’t want you to touch me.”
“Why? I’m still me. I’m no different than before.”
“Yes, you are! It’s like … two people just merged into one, and I can’t cope with it, all right. I just can’t.”
“Okay.” He holds up his hands. “I’m just trying to explain.”
“Explaining won’t erase what I’m feeling now. How betrayed I feel.”
“But it will help you understand,” he says, frowning.
“You used me, Leo. First, for your wife problems, and now, for your sexual pleasures.”
“Oh, c’mon, it’s not like you didn’t enjoy it.”
I frown. “I did, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that you put your own needs first.”
“I know, and I’m sorry for that. That’s why I’m trying to come clean and make it all up to you again.” He smiles gently. “I care about you, Sam. I don’t want to see you hurt. Especially not from my doing.”
It’s quiet for a second.
“You … you’re the one I’ve been talking to all this time,” I murmur, gazing off into nowhere. “I told Mr. Awesome, you, everything about my boss.”
Leo muffles a laugh. “Yeah, that was quite the experience. Funny, too.”
My cheeks turn red instantly. “Oh, shit.”
“What? Don’t worry about it.”
“How can you say that? I called you a fucking asshole, and I told Mr. Awesome that I hated you!”
“Yeah, that was kind of bad, but I had it coming,” he muses. “It was interesting to read what you really think of me. It put things into a whole new perspective.”
“That was personal stuff, Leo. You weren’t supposed to see that.” I sigh and slam my hand into my face. “Ugh, why was I so stupid to tell a ‘stranger’ all that stuff?”
“You aren’t stupid. Don’t hit yourself over it.” He takes my hand off my face, which makes me lean back. “It’s normal to hate your boss, especially if his name is Leo King.” He leans forward to look into my eyes. “I don’t care. It only makes me like you more.”
“But you … oh, God, all those conversations. And the … things.”
“Things … Oh ….” He nods slowly, his lips curling up into a smile. “You mean that thing you did in the bathroom, as well as on the airplane … and in your room.” The more he says, the bigger his smirk, and the redder my face. “I know everything. I’ve seen it all.”
“Oh, my God …” I mutter, swallowing.
“I made you do all those things, Sam. You liked it. I liked it. We both had fun.”
“But you saw my ass, and my vagina, and my boobs on that freaking app!”
“And in the hotel, don’t forget that one,” he muses.
“Is this all one big joke to you or something?” I sneer. “Stop being so cheerful.”
“I can’t, I’m sorry. I just feel so relieved now that you know. It’s like I finally get to share all my dirty thoughts with you. Only, I already did and fuck, it was hot.” A huge grin spreads on his face.
I punch his shoulder. “Stop it. Stop enjoying this so much. I’m feeling horrible over here.”
“Sorry,” he says again. “But you gotta admit it is a bonus to know it’s me instead of some random dude you don’t even know.”
“I could say goodbye to that random dude and never hear from or see him again! You? Not so much.”
“Why would you want to do that? Are you ashamed of what we did? There’s nothing to feel ashamed about, Sam. We’re two consenting adults, enjoying life.”
I frown. “I don’t know. This just … it feels wrong.” I mull on it. “I just can’t put one and two together.”
“Would it help if I started calling you Princess from now on?” he jokes.
I roll my eyes. “Not helping.”
“You just don’t want to admit that you liked what we were doing and now you feel caught in the act.”
“No, I’m not!”
He points at his face, circling around his cheeks. “I can see you getting red, you know.” He laughs. “It’s okay. It happens.”
I growl. “Stop. Just stop, okay.”
“Is it that hard to see me as Mr. Awesome?” he asks.
“Yes! I can hardly believe it, let alone digest the fact that I told you all my secrets.”
“Don’t worry about that. I don’t care if you said something bad about me. I’m not mad at you. I won’t use it against you. And I certainly won’t share the pictures. Your secrets are safe with me,” he says.
I frown, biting my lip. “Look, I wanna believe you, I really do, but it’s too hard for me to trust you right now. Not after I find out the guy who was the only escape I had turns out to be my boss. That, and the fact that you lied to me about your wife, makes it impossible for me. I’m sorry.”
He sighs, looking down at the ground. “I understand. Do you want me to leave?”
“No, I just … I have to think about this.” I grab my phone and my bag.
“Where are you going?” he asks, when I walk toward the door.
“To my best friend. You can stay here if you want. I don’t mind. It’s not like you don’t already know everything there is to know about me. I might not trust your words, but I know you aren’t a burglar out to steal my shit. Not that there’s much to steal, so go ahead.”
He chuckles. “If you count taking panties as stealing, then I am the dirtiest mugger you’ll ever see.”
I roll my eyes. “Sniff away. As long as you put them all back again.”
“I can’t make any guarantees.”
“You do realize that this conversation makes me want to kick you out anyway, right?” I say, opening the door.
“I know.”
“You want to be kicked out?”
“It wouldn’t be wise for me to stick around when you’re not here …” He winks. “You wouldn’t be able to resist my charm when you come back.”
“Oh please, as if,” I say.
He walks toward the door and stops to look me in the eye. “You know me. Once I want something, I won’t stop trying to get it.” A devilish smirk appears on his face. “Even if I have to grovel through the earth to get it and jump through fiery hoops to be forgiven.”
I muffle a laugh. “We’ll see about that, Mister.” I make a gesture so that he can walk out.
“Let’s go.”
“I like it when you call me Mister … it reminds me of a few app conversations I had with a lady who just loves Doritos.” He licks his lips. “Although I prefer Sir even more.”
I frown, blushing, and then I push him out the door. “Okay, time to go before I smack you on the head.”
“Oh, kinky!” he says, grinning as I push him out to the pavement. “I’ve not been on the receiving end of ass whooping before, but this should be fun.”
I push him forward and growl. “You just love to get a rise out of me, don’t you?”
He turns around while walking. “Just as much as you do out of me,” he says, tilting his head.
“Don’t you have to get to work or something?” I taunt. “You’re the CEO, after all.”
“Business will run just fine without me, Sam. I can come and go whenever I please. I don’t need to be there every second of the day, especially not when I have something far more important to do. Like you.” He playfully raises his brows.
“Well, I guess the company will go down quickly then,” I jest.
“The only thing going down quickly is you. I’ll make sure of that later,” he says. Then he salutes me. “I’ll see you later, Miss Webber.” He winks. “Or should I say Princess?”
“Not in public!” I hiss, making fists.
“Next time in your bedroom then,” he says. “No apps. No emails. Just you and me, Princess.”
“My name is Sam!” I yell after him as he walks away.
I can still see him laugh, which pisses me off. And then he yells, “I’ll make sure to bring the Doritos!”
Chapter 2
When I show up at Stephanie’s door, she squeals, slams her hand in front of her mouth, and then drags me in, closing the door behind me.
“Oh, my God! Sam, you have to tell me everything.” I throw off my coat as she pulls me into the hallway. “Did you get your phone back?” she asks.
“Yes. He came to my house with the phone. And then he told me that he was Mr. Awesome.”
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