INICIAR SESIÓNDylanToday was supposed to be Zinnia’s day off from being my concierge since there was nothing serious to be done today that required her presence, so I gave her a day off.I went about my business for the day, but something still felt off. I suddenly had the urge to see Zinnia, which was weird for me because I didn't even care about this girl a few weeks ago, but now I was itching to see her?“Turn the car around,” I ordered.I was supposed to be heading to my club since Wyatt was already waiting for me there with some girls he had lined up. Helena had also been blowing my phone up with many questions asking me whether I was going to come and if I wanted to hook up like always. I couldn’t wrap my head around any of it. I didn’t want to go to the club, and I wasn’t interested in hooking up with anyone that wasn’t Zinnia. “Where to, sir?” My driver asked.“WilderSphere events,” I instructed, and he nodded. I knew Zinnia would be there today since she wasn’t working with me, and e
Zinnia I stared at the message Wyatt had sent to me a few minutes ago with a mix of emotions.Was he really serious right now, or was he trying to mess with my head? What did he mean by I wasn’t moving forward with the plan and if I couldn’t make Dylan happy the deal was off? How was I supposed to make Dylan happy when he wasn't sad in the first place? Wouldn’t I just look like a fool if I went to him and just go: ‘Hey Dylan, I want to make you happy because your manager thinks it's a good idea for me to do that, and by the way, I’m only doing this because he promised me $4 million.’That sounded dumb as hell.Besides, Dylan hasn’t made any moves on me again since then, and even though a small part of me wishes he would…I just couldn’t bring myself to force anything. There was no way on earth I was going to stoop so low.“Fuck you, Wyatt!!” I cussed and deleted his message. But maybe I could try being nicer to Dylan and give him signals that I was ready to have something to do w
ZinniaIt’s been two days since I accepted Wyatt’s proposal. Sue me…But I thought four million dollars was too high a price to pass on for any reason. If anything went wrong, I could explain it to Elinda, but what I couldn’t do…Was to let my mom lose my father's house, which he used as collateral for a loan. That was one of the things she was still clinging to after his death.All the happy memories we made with Dad were in that home, so I just couldn’t let it go like that, especially when an opportunity to save the house was staring me in the face. Besides…There were eight days left until our contract ended. Eight days until Dylan Reed went back to being an international superstar and I went back to being… well, me.After the contract ended, they wouldn’t have any use for me anymore, right? However, I could tell that something was a bit different between Dylan and me now. I mean, we of the first week wouldn’t believe we’d stopped arguing over every little thing.And stopped try
Ailany Okay, someone please wake me up from this dream and tell me that I didn’t just finish having a conversation with the man I’ve been thinking about for the last two weeks. What….How in the world was he here? I haven’t seen him since that day when I ran away from the hotel like a scaredy cat. Of which, I was very grateful for that I did anyway.One night stands ought to remain one night stands and nothing more. He looked really handsome and more imposing than he had been that night. Travis was really something serious and I could tell he was wealthy.He just carried that aura.I couldn’t have anything serious to do with a man like that. In fact, I shouldn’t…Yet still…My legs moved on their own, ignoring the warnings in my head that were telling me we belonged to different worlds and followed behind me.Fuck me!!This man only said two words “Follow Me” and here I was actually following behind him like he had my control button.‘Have some shame Ailany’ I cussed under my brea
Travis“Boss, should we leave now?” My assistant asked, but I didn’t reply because my eyes were fixed on a certain person. Someone I didn’t think I would be seeing anytime soon. It was Ailany.The girl I had met at the club and had a one-night stand with. A nightstand that had changed my being and made me crave her more.I thought I had to just have sex with a couple of other girls to get her out of my system, but I was the kind of man who didn’t think every girl should have access to my body.Only the ones I thought were worthy.Besides, I didn’t want to give her such power over me and act out of character for her. But seeing her here again after two weeks of searching for her with zero success, I remembered why I had such an intense desire for her in the first place.She was standing there with her camera hanging loosely around her neck. She looked radiant, her dark hair falling freely down on her shoulders.I stared at her intensely, my gaze never leaving hers, like she could dis
ZinniaI left Dylan’s penthouse over four hours ago, yet I was still thinking about my conversation with Wyatt.Was he really serious??Like, he really wanted me to pretend to be in love with Dylan? Because he thought it would be good for him and could bring back his drive to make music?Seriously??That was the most absurd thing I’ve ever heard. How could he think Dylan’s drive for music would come back because of me? And did Dylan Reed really write that song thinking of me? Surely it wasn’t possible that the king of the music world was thinking about making me his wife, right?I just couldn’t believe it. He might have made that music the night we kissed, but it was just written words after all; words were cheap.But actions…That was what mattered, and so far, his actions haven't given me any ‘I have feelings for you sign; instead, they were screaming, ‘I want to fuck you’.And it’s not like that’s necessarily a bad thing. I mean, come on… I wanted to jump the man’s bones too.It
TravisI didn’t chase women. That had always been my rule. Women were the ones who chased me, begging to be ruined by me and one night was all I gave every single one of them. It was simple and less complicated that way. So why the hell had I spent the last seven days trying to find one girl I ba
ZinniaOh my GodI was going to pass out right now. Because what did she mean I’d have to serve as Dylan’s concierge for 30 days?I mean Dylan? As in Dylan Reed? The same man who hates my guts and expects me to walk the other way or run whenever I see him? The same one I was meant to avoid?What k
Zinnia“Girl what did you do?” My best friend asked and I rolled my eyes. I was sure her brother had gone to gossip about the situation today.He was being a jerk and he deserved it. “I didn’t do anything he didn’t deserve okay? Your brother was being an absolute jerk. Can you believe that stupid
DylanI leaned back against the chair, one arm resting on the armrest while the other held the cigarette loosely between my fingers. The faint glow at the tip flickered as I took another drag, exhaling quietly.Silence.Finally,After the chaos of today, this was the only thing that made sense. Nev







