Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Winnie looked at the scarcely clad women, and then down at her own clothes. She wore a pair of white slacks that were perfectly pressed, along with a top that had a strap around her neck, leaving the top part of her back and shoulders exposed. Again, this was white, and it had some kind of floral design. Even the pants did.
Her hair had been left down. She had pinned it up, but before they left, Elias had taken out the pins and ran his fingers through her hair. The sensations that rushed through her body were insane. She felt that pulse that just scorched her whole body. The arousal took her completely by surprise. Her body wouldn’t stop reacting to Elias.
She kept trying to tell herself it was pointless, that he was not interested in her. They were married in name only, so that she could live. He hadn’t killed her. And yet, she couldn’t stop herself from wondering what it would be like for Elias to actually kiss her. Not to press his lips to her forehead or even her hair, but to actually kiss her. She tried not to think about it, because yearning for something she couldn’t have didn’t help at all.
She wanted him. Did that make her a fool? An idiot?
They arrived at the bar, and she also never drank alcohol. Again, too many bad memories of people who became entirely different with alcohol inside them. Elias didn’t complain. He ordered a straight-up juice for her and a whiskey for himself.
They stood at the bar, which was different as he usually took them to his office, or to his VIP section. This was one of his many nightclubs. He had several different clubs that catered to different things. There was one designed for celebrities, and there were in fact big names who ventured into his club. They paid to be protected, to have fun without the press being alerted. Elias made that happen.
Then he had sex clubs as well as nightclubs, and she had been to most of them. When they were at the sex clubs, she tried to spend most of her time staring at the floor.
This was just a standard nightclub—a good one, with heavy music, dancing, and an energy that was thriving, and considering it was a Saturday, that was rare.
“Come on,” Elias said.
They left their drinks, and before she could complain, they were on the dance floor. She didn’t know how he managed to do it, but people moved out of the way for him. Even people that didn’t know him. It was like they knew there was a predator in their midst.
“Now, this is the kind of fun I like to have,” he said.
She couldn’t help but laugh as he pulled her in close. Winnie felt her heart start to race as she looked into his brown eyes. They were a slightly darker brown than hers, almost black in appearance.
She never knew what he was thinking, what was going on in that head of his, and she wanted to know absolutely everything. Words failed her.
They had talked over the years. Odd conversations but nothing concrete. He was a busy man, and she was grateful. He saved her and had given her a life she had never thought was possible.
It was strange, because she knew with all her heart she should fear him. She witnessed him kill people, and not in a nice way, or by accident. He’d been brutal, and in doing so, he saved her.
She loved him. And she wanted to be with him.
In the beginning of their marriage, she was happy she didn’t have to have sex. She had heard a lot of mixed views about sex. That it was painful for a woman. That men were pigs and didn’t know what to do. She had come to several conclusions. Sex the first time was going to be painful for the woman. Not for the man, but definitely for the woman. After the first time, providing the partner knew what he was doing, it could be very, very, very enjoyable for the woman.
Winnie couldn’t stop wondering what it would be like with Elias. She had a feeling he knew his way around women. With his hands on her hips, he pulled her close, as the heavy music had slowed down to a steady pulse, forcing couples to come together.
She was at a loss for words. How did she take that next step with Elias? What if he didn’t want to be with her?
“And is this what you find fun?” Winnie asked.
He leaned in close with his lips almost touching her ear. She closed her eyes because that felt so good. What the hell was wrong with her? There were people all around them, and she was lost in a wave of pleasure.