It’s been a year since her last relationship ended in failure. Emma Lewis is a promising law student, ready to take life by the horns and focus more on herself and less on romance. Enter Austin Williams, the newly appointed CEO of his family’s company. It was lust at first sight for them both, but with their past histories of bad relationships, how will they navigate their newfound feelings for each other?
Age Rating: 18+
Book 1: Until I Met You
I could see the beautiful New York skyline from my office as I stood behind the huge glass window, losing myself in the mesmerizing and vivid colors as the sun was setting.
I smiled in satisfaction, feeling peaceful and relaxed, and I decided to have a drink at the club near my office.
I liked to drink alone and mostly preferred to be in the company of no one.
Currently, I was interning at my dad’s company and was going to take over the hotel business after my graduation tomorrow. I couldn’t be happier that he trusted me to carry on his legacy.
My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Mr. Williams?” It was my dad’s secretary, Gina. I cleared my throat and asked her to come in.
“Your dad asked you to be here early tomorrow to discuss the documents regarding the company takeover policies.” She nervously adjusted her glasses and kept fidgeting with the file in her hands.
“All right, you may leave,” I said with no emotion, watching her leave my office.
She was kind of pretty in a dorky way, but I never mixed business with pleasure. All I wanted was to have fun, and I was never interested in going on dates or falling in love.
I hadn’t been in a single relationship, and I was doing fine so far. The idea of falling in love and being together just made me sick.
I dragged myself out of my office and drove my black Mercedes to a club named Boats. Once I arrived, I parked the car and went inside, ordering my usual, and found a booth in the corner of the club.
The place was packed with music blasting through the speakers, and I could see people having a good time as it was Friday.
Most of the girls were wearing minimum clothing with a face full of makeup. Same old shit!
As nobody caught my attention, I took out my phone and tried to keep myself busy so that no one would bother me.
“I’LL FUCKING BREAK YOUR HANDS IF YOU TOUCH ME LIKE THAT, ASSHOLE!”
Woah! I looked in the direction of that feisty voice and saw a girl with mid-length blonde hair slapping a guy who looked like a sleaze bag. She had her back toward me, and I couldn’t see her face.
She was unsteady on her feet, clearly drunk out of her mind, and was wearing a black dress that hugged every curve of her body, making my cock twitch in my pants.
Fuck, I hadn’t even seen this girl’s face, and I was already turned on.
I tried to get a glimpse of her face, but she didn’t turn around. Dammit , I had this sudden urge to walk over and pull her close to me. And just when I was about to give up, she turned around, making me gasp.
She was beyond beautiful with big doe eyes and a heart-shaped face. I trailed my eyes all over her perfect body and let out the breath that I was holding.
Fuck, she was smoking hot, and I couldn’t peel my eyes off her.
She was about to walk away from that sleaze bag, but he grabbed her from behind. She stepped on his feet, making him yell in pain.
I laughed at the scene in front of me and found myself making my way to her. She had my attention, and I wanted her so badly.
“You bitch,” the guy cursed and was about to hit her. I pulled her into me before he could land the hit and glared at him.
She turned her head toward me, and the scowl on her beautiful face disappeared in almost an instant.
Her emerald-green eyes went wide with shock as she peered at me through her thick lashes with her lips parted. I also noticed tiny freckles above her nose, which looked cute on her.
“Oh, wow,” she said in almost a whisper. I smirked and turned my attention to that sleaze bag.
“I can take it from here. Fuck off, asshole.” I sneered, and he walked away grumpily. She pulled away from my grip on her waist and pushed me.
“I’m not some damsel in distress, and I don’t need your help.” She straightened her short dress, and I couldn’t help but notice her delicious cleavage which made me want to do unspeakable things to her.
Fuck! I looked away and ran my hands along my jaw. I remained silent, watching her try to stand steady on her feet. The heels that she was wearing were not helping her, and she was about to fall when I caught her in my arms.
“Still think you don’t need my help?” I raised my eyebrows, and she held onto my tie. Christ, she smelled so good, like vanilla and amber mixed with her sweat, which made me drool.
“I might be a little drunk.” She cleared her throat, and I couldn’t help but smile at her.
“Are you here with anyone?” I asked her out of curiosity since no one came looking for her.
“Ummm…I came with my friend, but she went home with her boyfriend,” she slurred and laid her head on my shoulder.
“Do you have a ride?” I asked her before she could pass out, and she shook her head. Damn, I badly wanted to take her home and have my way with her, but she was clearly drunk, and I decided to be a gentleman.
“I’ll drop you at your house. Come on.” I dragged her outside as she could barely walk.
“I am not going to sleep with you. You are a st-stranger, and I don’t care how hot you look, I’m not that kind of a girl.”
She tried to pull away from me, and I tried to control my smile. She was amusing and different from the girls who threw themselves at me.
“Relax, I’m just giving you a ride home. I have no intention of sleeping with you.” That was an obvious lie. I wanted to fuck her senseless.
“Okay, stranger. By the way, why are you in a suit?” she asked with a pout.
“Because I go to work?” It came out as a question. I unlocked my car and placed her in the passenger seat. I got in and pulled off from the parking lot of the club.
“Where do you live?” I asked her, fixing my gaze straight ahead and trying my best to not look at her.
“I’ll type the address in your GPS,” she said, bending forward and I couldn’t help but notice her flawlessly smooth skin and her long legs. I wanted to wrap those legs around my waist and—
Fuck, stop it. After some time, I felt her staring at me, and I glanced over to find her biting her lips. I also wanted to bite those luscious lips.
“What?” I asked her, loosening my tie.
“You look really hot, and I know for a fact that all hot guys are jerks. But you don’t seem bad,” she stated and crossed her legs, showing more of her skin.
Jesus Christ! I was this close to losing my shit and fucking her brains out. I remained silent and tried to think of something else.
“Do you have a girlfriend?” she questioned, and I let out a small chuckle.
“I don’t do girlfriends, sweetheart,” I stated dryly, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
“Oh my god, please don’t tell me you are gay.” She gasped, making me laugh hard. She was funny.
“I’m definitely not gay.” I smirked. If only she knew how straight I was.
“That’s a relief. All that hotness would have been such a waste.” She sighed and looked out of the window. “I can’t believe I’m in a car with a total stranger. I don’t even know your name.”
She giggled which was cute and I couldn’t help but smile at her.
“You can’t be worse than the people I have known for more than three years. I mean, who would have thought I would find my boyfriend fucking another girl.” It looked like she was talking more to herself than me.
I kind of felt bad that her boyfriend cheated on her. Who would cheat on a girl like this? Fucking loser.
She continued, “Maybe I should be like you. I’m done with guys, and I’m not going to date anymore.”
She folded her arms in front of her, exposing more of her cleavage. Focus on the road, buddy. She fell silent as I reached her home.
“All right, we are here,” I stated and found her unbuckling her seat belt.
“Thanks for the ride, stranger.” She sighed and got out of my car, walking toward her house. I kept staring at the way her ass swayed as she walked toward her door. Fucking hell, I need a cold shower.
I shook my head and turned my car around, trying not to think about her but there was something intriguing about her. I couldn’t get her out of my mind. This wasn’t good.
I tried to convince myself that she was just a random girl who was cute and funny.
I mean, it’s not like I’m going to see her again, right? If only I had known how wrong I was.