Mag-log inVictoria had gotten close enough, her head tilted from side to side as her eyes swept over him, slowly examining every inch of his perfectly sculpted body. "...Sold!!" The auctioneer exclaimed. Victoria Sinn just can't keep herself from making bad decisions, one after another.Getting engage to a cheat was one.Allowing him to go around their socialite group and calling her an emotional ice queen and a cold fish as a lover, was two.Determined to prove to the world and herself that she wasn't as cold as they said, she throws in a bid on one of Beverly Hills most eligible bachelors.'Get in, get fucked and get out' easier said than done. Especially when the masks comes off and she realises that this might be her worst mistake yet.One bid, one night and yet another bad decision, all in the name of Pleasure
view moreNikolai parked his car outside of Victoria's building, switched off the engine and turned to look at her.They had driven with the windows down and the wind had tousled her hair and had brought a colour of excitement to her cheeks. She was wearing a T-shirt of his along with her pair of jeans that she had worn the previous day but she had rolled the cuffs to mid-calf. She was, in other words, a beautiful rumpled mess and made made him ache just to see her.He still couldn't get over how excited she had gotten over the simplest thing. Like trying out candy floss, or them going swimming in the lake after the small picnic that he had arranged for them on lake Travis. It was all the things that she wasn't supposed to do, she had told him. Not allowed to do. And with her finest imitation of Mrs. Fred's voice, she would reenact just how she would say, "Ms. Sinn, it is not proper for a lady to sit with her leg stretched out before her. A prop
His voice was low, soft as silk. Victoria felt a tightening in her breasts,and in the pit of her belly. And when one of his hand dropped lower, to spread across her bottom and the other slid slowly up her spine; her breath caught her throat.
She was halfway down the road to the lake, walking with her arms wrapped around herself, when Nikolai found her.
Victoria insisted on driving her Sedan. Although to Nikolai's liking, he had preferred that she had rode in with them.