His text caused my mouth to drop open. He was ditching me for dinner after his whole liking to spend time with me spiel last night, and now he was going to a sex party? The nerve. Screw him.

No worries about dinner and I can get my own ride. I replied to his obnoxious text.

Bryce had already mentioned that Derek would give me a ride back to the apartment, so I didn’t need Luc and his hotter than hell accent. Then I got another brilliant idea.

Chapter 14

Luc

After putting in many hours on the electric car project, I leaned back in the chair at my desk and ran my fingers through my hair, just staring at my office. It was a beautiful corner office, large and bright on the fortieth floor of Tyson Towers in New York City. It almost seemed surreal. I turned my chair around so it was facing the ceiling to wall glass window and watched the sun set over the beautiful city. Working at Tyson had been good for me. I was thankful to my ex-wife’s boyfriend, Dylan, for setting me up with Bryce. Right before I left Canada, Dylan called me up. He said he felt like he owed me for saving Alexis and that Alexis was worried that I was leaving town on my own with nowhere to go. He said that he had a connection in New York with a business mogul and that he already spoken to him and he agreed to give me a job with options for investment. Of course at first I didn’t want to take his help. After everything I had been through and done, I was hoping to walk away with some form of my dignity intact. When Alexis pulled the phone away from Dylan and chided me that I had to take the job…well…it changed things…

Now sitting and remembering my evil family and sordid past reminds of the evil I came from. Vicky, a woman that I was growing to care about, was faced with the likes of Scott Wellington, another psychopath devil, that didn’t care who he hurt. Even though her defenses were up for now, and she believed I was walking away from her, I could never do such a thing. I was hooked on her from the moment I laid eyes on her.

I made a quick phone call, “Hi, yeah. No, you are right. I can’t lie to you. You know that…he is a problem… Oh, you saw it too? Good I’m glad this isn’t news to you…. I agree….yes….she doesn’t want me to tell you….I know….she’s stubborn…” I chuckled. “Yes….okay….sounds good keep me updated.”

I closed the phone. Vicky may feel like she’d been living her life alone but she wasn’t alone anymore. She had people in high places looking out for her and Scott Wellington better watch his next steps. Thinking of Scott’s cruelty made me once again assess my own life. I couldn’t help but associate myself with the bad, I was raised around bad people and forced to do bad things. I knew the fact that I was forced had caused me to have some major control issues in my life.

That is why I made a plan and I kept to it for two solid years. I held on to the control I so desperately needed. Everything was running smoothly. No sex, no alcohol, no drugs…. Then she came along, a young girl, probably too young, Vicky Molino. She’d awoken parts of me that I thought had died and that should never been allowed to feel.

I gathered some papers off my desk and placed them in my briefcase along with my laptop. Then I made my way down the elevator. I so often thought of Alexis and my past. I sometimes felt like I was constantly living in the past as the present passed me by. A part of me felt sad about not looking to the future, but it was all I could do to hold all of my broken pieces.

As I entered the SUV, I watched the busy people of Manhattan walk with conviction in their steps. Everyone always looked so busy and determined. Finally I arrived back at my apartment.

I head up, preparing for another crazy night. Vicky really got to me in my office today. She’s one stubborn girl. When I think “girl” it made me laugh because of how it irritated her. I realized today that I have been making things too easy for her, and I’ve been too kind to her and it seemed to be having a reverse effect. When I told her I was cutting her lose, I didn’t really mean it, but that was for me to know and her to find out. She needed the challenge. I was about to give her the challenge of her life.

As I pictured Vicky in those fuck me high heels I felt my damn cock go hard. I felt so tense after watching her strut around the office all day that my balls were turning blue. Then I began to envision her on the first night we met. How I watched her body lose control and orgasm, it was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen.

There was a special way about her, I noticed it the second she walked through my door. Thinking of that guy licking that sweet pussy of hers made my cock so hard that I needed to find relief. I sat back in the large armchair in the middle of my very large main room and undid my pants. As I stroked my cock, I envisioned Vicky rubbing me with her petite hands. I began to hold the beast harder and pumped myself, feeling my balls harden. I finally had the vision of Vicky coming hard and screaming out my name. As I envisioned her small breasts flailing in the air, I rubbed harder needing the release that was so close. I rubbed my dick hard and fast and hot cum spurtted out of me. As I stiffened, I pictured a sated look on Vicky’s face and I wished that fantasy had been real.

As my breathing slowed the main intercom made a buzzing sound throwing me off. Shit, the guy must be here to set up for the party. I walked over to the bathroom and grabbed some tissue to wipe myself off. Then I ran to the intercom and pressed the button, pissed that the guy arrived early and pulled me from my exotic daydream.

“Hello, sir, I have Big Key here to set up,” the doorman said with a confused tone, probably because Big Key was not a real name, it’s the name of his company. He was the one responsible for checking the profile of the guests, along with blood work and criminal checks. His parties are smooth and always have a nice crowd.

“Yup, send him up,” I said then I released the intercom button. I hoped my plan worked out because tonight was about to get interesting.

Chapter 15

Vicky

So Luc wanted to play hardball? That’s fine. Two can play that game. I’ll go to the party too and make him watch as I fucked around with all the guys in the room. A cold shiver ran up my spine and I was cringing from the thought. I took a throw pillow off the couch and pitched it across the room with anger. Damn, Luc was making me soft. I couldn’t even picture myself with a stranger now, but he didn’t need to know that. I was sure once I was in my element, I would be able to play just fine.

I looked down to my phone and my eyes bugged out. It was Luc holding the party tonight, that smug asshole. Knowing that it was him holding the party made me want to go even more and rub his face in what he was missing out on. Then I realized that this was completely my fault for pushing him away repeatedly. While he’d been helping me every step of the way, I hadn’t even asked him his side of his story. It suddenly seemed unfair.

My thoughts were once again in overdrive and I felt like I had a split personality. I couldn’t be falling for Luc, I couldn’t. With no one to turn to for advice, I pulled the letter out of my purse and read it again. Maybe there was some sort of clue or something I was missing.

Dear Vicky,

If you have this letter it means that I’m gone. You are the bright star of my life and although we won’t see each other anymore. I will be smiling down on you in your dreams. Please know that even after I’m gone we can still talk, and I will listen like I always have. I will watch over you from above.