Mommy Knows Best — Chanel Mommy Knows Best — Chanel Chanel’s hands glided over the curve of her pregnant belly, a soft, knowing smile curling her lips. Every gentle kick from her baby felt like a tiny heartbeat she could…
His suit along with the stunning purple gown I had on last night still scattered around the floor, deep snores coming from the bed. The entire room looked like a tornado came through. That tornado has a name and it’s…
I sip my wine, eyes locked on the caller ID as “John” flashes across the screen. Married men are my specialty. There’s something delicious about knowing I’m the forbidden fruit, the secret that can shatter their perfect lives. “Hello, lover,”…
I sigh, rolling my eyes at the idiot on the other end of the phone. “Listen up, because I’m only going to say this once,” my voice drips with disdain. “I don’t care why you’re calling or how much cash…
I slide into the dimly lit bar, the scent of stale beer and sweat clinging to my skin like a second skin. Another night, another chance to play. I spot him – the tall, dark-haired man with a chiseled jaw…
Mommy Knows Best — Chanel Mommy Knows Best — Chanel Chanel’s hands glided over the curve of her pregnant belly, a soft, knowing smile curling her lips. Every gentle kick from her baby felt like a tiny heartbeat she could…
His suit along with the stunning purple gown I had on last night still scattered around the floor, deep snores coming from the bed. The entire room looked like a tornado came through. That tornado has a name and it’s…
I sip my wine, eyes locked on the caller ID as “John” flashes across the screen. Married men are my specialty. There’s something delicious about knowing I’m the forbidden fruit, the secret that can shatter their perfect lives. “Hello, lover,”…
I sigh, rolling my eyes at the idiot on the other end of the phone. “Listen up, because I’m only going to say this once,” my voice drips with disdain. “I don’t care why you’re calling or how much cash…
I slide into the dimly lit bar, the scent of stale beer and sweat clinging to my skin like a second skin. Another night, another chance to play. I spot him – the tall, dark-haired man with a chiseled jaw…