Maddie had drifted between wakefulness and sleep for hours. Ever since she’d shut the door on Vanessa and…
Her name was Juliette Vernier. Late 40s. French-American. A strategic consultant with a reputation for fixing companies—and breaking egos….
It started with a whisper. Rachel had Maddie sprawled out on the bed, thighs parted, wrists pinned above…
Tyrone stood at the top of his empire—6’2″ of pure dominance wrapped in a tailored charcoal suit. Sharp…
It started happening more often. Rachel would find little excuses to be near Maddie. Helping her fold laundry…