Ada picked up her phone again, wondering if she should call Femi and ask him where he was. He was beginning to take too long. Had he gotten cold feet? A small part of her wished he had gotten cold feet so that everything will not happen again. But then, the rest of her prayed he did not. That it was all only a delay so that everything will surely happen. Letting out a deep breath, she scrolled through her phone and pulled...

"What the hell did you do to my best friend?" Sarah whispered, staring at his face. She was on the website of Ascent Kapital GmbH, headquartered in Zurich, looking at his picture on the founders' and management page for the umpteenth time. He kept his black hair short, almost a buzz cut, and he was wearing a black suit, a light blue shirt, and a silver and matching blue fractal pattern tie in his headshot. His smile was s...

Alena is radiant, her smooth, milky skin glowing under the studio lights. She does a slow, sensual dance for me, and her soft, flame-colored hair flashes like the sun as she moves. “How do I look?” She asks. Surely she must already know. She’s insanely beautiful and perfectly desirable; a veritable sex kitten. She could walk into a room and have any man she wanted and some of the women too. They’d be crawling and begging...

The clock said the time was 7:51 when she had woken up to find herself completely naked and entangled around a strange man on a strange bed thousands of miles away from home. For a long moment, she had remained where she was, her head on his shoulder and her breasts pressed against his chest, waiting for everything - including the events of the last night, the last two days - to swim into focus. It all came at once; David...

He opened the door at her second knock. "Can I come in?" Honor asked in a quiet voice. He stepped back from the door, and she walked back into Suite 1615, pulling her red suitcase behind her. She walked in on rubbery legs and let go of the suitcase by the armchair, standing it up on its small wheels. She felt his gaze on her as she dropped her hand bag on top of the coffee table, and she turned around, standing in the mid...

A few minutes after reentering Suite 1615, for the first time under her own power, Honor felt like screaming again. "What the hell do you mean there are no flights for two days?" "Aerothai is booked solid for the next two days," Marq Haydn said, gesturing to a laptop on the coffee table she hadn't noticed before. "I checked and booked you on it when you didn't wake up at nine." Honor buried her face in her hands, telling...

Honor was breathing hard, her heart thudding heavily in her chest as she ran to the first car she saw with the plastic taxi light on the roof. A weight had settled in her chest, heavy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe and she was feeling faint, her legs weak under her. But she needed to get away from there, away from the hotel, away from Bangkok, away from Thailand; she needed to get away to somewhere as far away...

Honor Banet ran her fingers over the stainless steel surface, allowing a small satisfied smile to blossom on her lips as she admired the machine in front of her. It was three years old, fairly used but recovered and expertly refurbished by the manufacturer and put on sale online with a full year's guarantee - as opposed to its original five - at just about half its original price. And yet, a bargain though it had been at...