“Hey, hey, hey!” Javier said, sitting up. Selena rolled off of him, confused as to what was happening. “What is it?” She asked. “Did you see a spider or a snake?” “No, but what are we doing? What is going on here?” Javier asked and Selena fought the urge to face palm herself as this man was extremely stupid. “What is going on here? I just drove you back from my show and we were together— look, if you don’t want to do this, then it’s fine, I’ll leave.” Selena got up and Javier held her arm. “No, that’s not what I meant, I was just trying to make sure that we were both on the same side before doing anything, don’t want you to do something that you might regret, that’s all.” Javier said and pulled her back down. “Then you say that next time, don’t try to come and act all cryptic, because I will leave the moment something seems unclear to me.” Selena stated sternly and Javier nodded. “Forgive me.” Javier said, but Selena was already working her hands down his neck be
Taron had been in a bad mood for days. He knew that he had not done anything wrong by defending his girlfriend in front of those men, but he felt terrible that he might have lost every possible alliance that he could have with them, and he wanted to be on the sides of as many people as possible, for the sake of his company, of course. But his pride would not let him attempt to contact those men ever again. Not unless they attempted to contact him first. Rebecca was tired of how horribly Taron was hiding his annoyance. Two days had already gone by, and once in a while, his nose would get scrunched up, and she would know exactly what exactly it was that was bugging him. She was on her break anyway, and she picked up one of the magazines that came in and opened it without looking at the cover when she had the feeling that she had missed something that she should have seen. Rebecca turned to look at the front cover and looked on her table to see the next magazine that she was to go t
“Miss Goldbridge, it’s so wonderful to have you here with us today.” The pencil face Dolly who anchored the daily news said, turning to Selena. Selena was already tired of this obnoxious strange looking lady as she had been waiting for her interview for a long time, and this lady had just been talking about things that did not in any way, concern her, or were related to her. Hello! She had other things to do besides talk in front of the camera for a long time. Well, five minutes was a long time in Selena’s opinion, and her interview was supposed to be somewhere in between five and ten minutes, go figure. “Ah yes, it is lovely to be here.” Selena responded. “So, I am going to ask you the question that everyone is asking, what happened to you?” Dolly said and Selena looked at her in kick confusion. “Excuse me?” “Yes,” Dolly continued. “we witnessed what was supposed to be your burial, and we had people here mourning you for a good while, and suddenly, you’re back loo
Times like this made Taron's head ache. He could see that there was something coming— or he could feel it, rather, but he didn't know what it was. Why had Selena not called him? "You have to see this!" Rebecca ran over to him with her tablet in her hand to show him something. "What is that?" Taron asked. "It's the news, look who's on it." Rebecca said and Taron looked in it. "It's not like I'm surprised." Taron shrugged and Rebecca looked at him. "What? She faked her death and now she's back, questions will be asked." Taron said. "Dolly is asking questions, watch, watch!" "And suddenly you're her fan girl." Taron said dryly. "I'm not! Just shut your mouth and see what is going on!" Rebecca hissed and plopped herself right next to Taron. "There is footage of you professing your love for him while he let you go for—" Selena cut Dolly in as she was speaking. "That's my personal business, but yes, there is no love between us, I've not even seen him since
Taron was alone in his house when he heard the bell ring and one of his house servants came in to notify him of a visitor. “Sir, there’s someone here to see you.” She said. Taron suddenly got a headache. All the help knew that they were to let in Rebecca, his mom, and Anthony immediately they came, as he rarely received any visitors a his house. Taron hoped he was wrong, but he already had an idea of who was here to see him. “Who?” “A woman outside, sir, she says she’s Selena Goldbridge.” The help said and Taron sighed. “Let her in and let the security to let other security know that she is not allowed to step foot into this place ever again.” Taron said, and the help nodded before scrambling outside. Taron took in deep breaths to get ready for the stressful conversation that they were supposed to have. It would have been better if Selena was nothing more than the stereotypical dumb blonde, but she was extremely manipulating, and she was extremely smart too. “T
"I almost can't believe that she had the audacity to come to the office and say all that to you." Taron said. "I don't like her, Taron, that woman is a very bad person." "So we've come to know, and what exactly does she want from us? Do you know?" Taron asked, and Rebecca responded with a shrug. "I'll be damned if I knew that," Rebecca sighed. "she just came in here, ranting about her plans to make things terrible for us, and then I had the security throw her out." "I like you." Taron nodded, looking up from the sheets he was filling in and smiling in approval. "What did she tell you?" Rebecca asked. "Basically the same thing she told you, and I asked her if she had no shame running around me for years." Taron stated. "Do you get? It's a very unhealthy obsession, if she had not proven to be a real nuisance to us, I would have almost felt sorry for her." Rebecca shook her head. "Not me, she cheated on me, remember? I don't feel sorry for her." Taron sat up
Taron, was once again taking a public stand to talk about what had occurred between him and Selena, since Selena had talked about opening a case to accuse Rebecca and the company of assault. She wanted to sue them. “Is this mic working?” Taron asked jokingly and the audience laughed. “Best in public speaking.” Rebecca giggled from behind the curtains. “Good morning, everyone,” Taron began, looking around. “I’m sure most of us know the reason we are gathered here, and for those who do not know, we are gathered here on the case of false accusation.” There was a murmur in the audience and Tarim continued. “This might look like a very small problem, but this is a grave thing to do, as not only does it affect my reputation, but that of my secretary, and the business too, so I have to take it seriously, or else it could end badly for me.” Taron explained. “Miss Selena Goldbridge came into my house last week, and started talking about how she was going to do so many terribl
“So, hi.” Rebecca said, her hands behind her back as she looked at Taron nervously. “Hi.” He chuckled “So, should we— do we?” She was extremely nervous, and Taron pulled her in. “Come here, you crazy little lady.” He said in an endearing manner, and Rebecca was sure that she could feel her cheeks go red. She decided to make the first move by stepping on her tiptoes to place a kiss on his lips, before setting herself back down slowly. Taron liked that. It felt like she had dared him, and he took the dare. Grabbing her by her waist, he bent to her level and captured her lips in his, feasting on her like a hungry predator. Then from there, his lips worked their way to her earlobe, before settling on her neck, biting and sucking. His hands moved down her waist and settled on her body as he grabbed her rear firmly, pulling her lower body in, to his hardness and releasing it quickly. She whimpered, and her hold on his collar tightened. Taron had never been more ready for a