The only thing now that worries me about my job here is James.
The appointment with Dr. Mulligan earlier highlighted how serious the situation is. I have to stay focus and if that means sacrificing my heart, I have to do it.
At least I got to be with James, the way I’m with him in my dreams.
I take one shaky step at a time as I make my way down the corridor. The window at the end is open, and a gentle breeze filters through along with the fragrance of something sweet. I noticed that each section of the club has a different smell. I think it’s to cover the scent of sex. This section here smells like jasmine and roses.
When I get to the door, I see it’s open. I knock once. There’s no answer, but I walk in anyway as it’s open.
The suite is like a little apartment. I’m in a chic-looking living room with white leather sofas and the rest of the room reflecting the same color scheme from outside.
I close the door and venture deeper inside. That’s when I see him and stop deadpan in my tracks.
James is standing outside on the balcony that overlooks the city.
He’s smoking cigar and turns to face me when he sees me.
My mouth drops as he steps forward, putting out the cigar.
My skin comes alive, and my breath hitches in my throat.
He’s here? How?
“James,” I whisper his name, rasping it out because it’s all I can do.
“Bellissima,” he answers with a smile.
I don’t care what this is. I’m so happy to see him, I run straight to his arms and sink into his embrace when he holds me.
I clutch his shirt and savor the wild beat of his heart as I bury my face into his chest. I try to keep the tears of joy at bay while he runs a hand over my head.
“How is this possible? You’re here. It’s you… You booked me?” I say, and he pulls away to look down at me.
“Yes. You left this morning.”
“I… I didn’t think I could bear to hear you tell me you couldn’t be with me.” My damn hands start to shake as I shake my head. “Last time was too much. This time, it would be worse.”
“There is no this time… Paige. I don’t think I could explain how hard last time was, and I can’t do that again either. I’m not finished playing the game yet. Are you?”
I smile up at him, and he cups my face. “No… I’m not finished.”
“Okay… so, how about we explore some wild fantasies together, and I show you what this place is like now that you’re here with me?” He leans forward, alluring and sexy.
I nod in complete agreement. “Yes. I want to.”
“Good girl. To finish the game, all you have to do is forget everything that’s happening outside of the club. When you’re with me, I just want you to think of me.”
“I can do that.”