Sweet Immortal (The Golden Collection) (7 page)

             
“Just seeing her today brought back everything.” I slammed my fist on the breakfast bar. I fucking hated that bastard for what he had done to me. He had destroyed everything when he took away what was mine. All my dreams and hopes gone. I ran a hand through my hair and took in a deep breath.

             
“Forget about her” Riley said.

             
If only it was as simple as that. I had tried, in so many ways I had tried.

             
“I can't” I  cried. “I'm pathetic, after everything that has happened” I stopped and I could feel my heart racing. “I love her still. I thought I didn't but I do.”

             
“Blake, honestly man. She doesn't love you and she isn't thinking about you either.”

             
I knew he was telling the truth but … “You should of seen her reaction!”

             
Riley shook his head and glared at me. “She found her best friend was banging the ex!”

             
I gave a little laugh. “Nice use of words.”

             
“What can I say I'm gifted” he shrugged.

             
My phone began to ring. I was really pathetic it was still Georgina's favourite song- The kings of Leon I want you. Amy was showing up on the caller ID. I rolled my eyes and Riley noticed.

             
“Not in a hurry to talk to her?”

             
“No, I'll let it go to voice mail.”

             
“Lets go out” Riley suggested. Why was he always up for going out? “Look,” he began. “You need to have some fun. Amy is not right for you considering who her best friend is.”

             
I rested my head in my hands. “I wish I could get some sort of revenge on that Knob!”

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I couldn't wait for the weekend! The estate agent had given us a fantastic bunch of houses to view. A wave of excitement washed over me. I was finally going to settle down and make a home with the woman I loved.

             
Wow, I was such an adult now.

             
I had come a long way since meeting her. Sometimes I had to pinch myself just to make sure I wasn't dreaming, as everything felt too good to be true at times.

             
Everything was going well. I had a list of new clients and now the partner business in LA.  A smug smile appeared on my face. Finally I was rich, not like that exactly mattered. I did enjoy spending every penny on my Miss Dawson.

             
“Mr Thomas,” Georgina said entering my office. “Someone is here to speak to you.”

             
I looked her up and down. How come every time I was itches away from her crude thoughts would invade my mind and there was only thing I could possibly do to her. I found it very difficult to separate our relationship from work. At the end of the day I always had where she was concerned.

             
“Do they have an appointment?” I gave her my knicker combustion smile and she began to bite down on that rose bud lip.

             
“No” she said seductively answering my spoken and unspoken question.

             
“Let them in.”

             
She gave a little smile while walking out. Before she left the office, she spun round and blew me a kiss.

             
A young man walked in a few moments later. He was tall, dark hair and spooky grey eyes. You could tell by the sight of him he was a model. He was dressed in a black suit and white shirt.

             
“Mr Thomas” he gave a perfect white smile. He held out his hand and I rose from my seat. I shook his hand and nodded to him to take a seat himself. “I am happy you agreed to speak to me.” I took my seat and watched him very confidently take his in front of me.

             
“And you are?”

             
“Riley Donovan.”

             
I rested my elbow on the arm of my chair and rested my head in my hand. “And your here because...??”

             
He sat froward and placed his hands on my desk. I rose an eyebrow and he quickly removed his hands. “I want you to be my agent.”

             
My lips twitched with amusement. “And you do what exactly?”

             
“I'm a model but I would like to try a little acting.”

             
I shifted in my seat and took him in. I could do with some more male clients. Plus, he was a good-looking man. I could make a fair bit of money out of this. I wasn't going to agree just yet, I was enjoying this.

             
“Do you currently have an agent?” He gave a nod. “Have you sighed anything?”

             
“No!” I sat back in relief, I couldn't deal with legal stuff. “Amy Alexis is good but I have been told your best.”

             
Another smug smile appeared on my face. How much more smug could I get? I rubbed my bottom lip as I thought. I wouldn't exactly be stealing her client, would I? He did come and beg me for a job. I was just helping out another person. You could say it was my good deed for the day.

             
“Okay, give my PA your details and we will take it from there.”

             
He jumped out of his seat with a massive smile on his face. “Thank you, Mr Thomas. You will not regret this at all” he sounded very grateful.

             
“I believe your the one that won't regret this.” My voice lowered and I gave him the glare.

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“As from now your career is in my hands. I can either make you or break you.” He gave a little nod, I could tell he understood and I intimidated him. Well, at the end of the day I was the boss and how I loved being the boss!!

              “Who was that bloke who spoke to you today?” Georgina asked. We were sat cross legged on the floor eating good old fashion British fish and chips from the paper.

             
I placed a chip into my mouth. “My new investment” I chirped with pride.

             
Georgina tilted her head to the side and gave an amused smile. “Does this investment have a name or does he come with a price tag?”

             
“Riley Donovan” I answered.

             
Georgina's eyes opened wide in shock. “That's Amy’s client!” She gasped.

             
“And?” I gave her the knicker combustion smile. Her eyes narrowed, she was pissed at me. “What?” I laughed, she knew how I worked. When it came down to business I wasn't sentimental. Only when it came down to my Miss Dawson.

             
“You can't steal her clients!” She sounded like my Mother.

             
“I didn't” I stressed. “He came asking me for a job. Besides, isn't there a tiny bit of you thinking she deserves this?”             

             
“Your getting personal, Mr Thomas” she joked.

             
“Is that a bad thing?” She lowered her eyes and gave a breath taking smile. I crawled over to her, grabbed her face and pulled it up allowing our eyes to meet. “Since meeting you I have changed.”

             
“Is that a bad thing?”

             
“No, you are the second best thing to ever happen to me in my whole entire life. I can never imagine us not being together.” A little smile sprung to her lips and I traced it with my fingertips. “I love you, Miss Dawson.” I finally pressed my lips against hers and we fell into a luscious kiss. Everything about her enlighten my arousal. Her hands began to brush up and down my chest. Even her touch was captivating.

             
“Bed?” She groaned with her lips still pressed up against mine.

             
“I can't go that far. I need you here and now.”

             
Our kiss turned heavy and fast. I pushed her back until she was laying on the carpet. My mouth moved down to her neck and I bit her. She screamed with shock. I slowly moved my hand down and up her skirt and then the other hand followed. In one quick brisk pull I ripped her knickers apart. She squealed in delight. I sat back on my heels never taking my eyes off her and slowly unfastened my trouser buttons. My manhood was free and standing ridge. I laid back down on top on her, she lifted up her hips and I filled her completely.

             
Our lips reunited back into that kiss. Her legs wrapped around my hips and I began to pump fast in and out of her. Her head rested back in to the carpet and she began to scream loudly. My hands moved round to underneath her arse. I grabbed it tightly and slammed into her repetitively. I felt her legs tighten around me, her heels digging into my back  and without warning I came with her.

             
I slumped down on top of her. “See Miss Dawson, how can you not live without that?”

             
“I can't live without you” she softly said with her fingertips playing in my hair.

             
“Then you and me, Miss Dawson... We are one of a kind.”

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CHAPTER 7

              All the houses looked amazing. Mr Golden Rule had demanded I took a look at them before the actual viewings tomorrow. I actually had a few moments to sit down and look. Maxwell was at a meeting and the office was quiet for a change. That didn't last very long as the phone began to ring.

             
“Hello Maxwell's stars. Georgina Dawson speaking” I answered in my telephone voice.

             
“George!” Maxwell yelled down the phone, he sounded very stressed out. “I'm stuck in a meeting and I'm meant to be escorting Riley to his first photo shoot. So, you have to go. I'll send a car to pick you up.”

             
“But?” I protested.

             
“This is not a request it's an order” he said in his boss voice. How that voice sent tingles down my spine. His voice changed instantly. “You looking through the property's?”

             
“Yes” I replied, sometimes he could make me feel like a child. This really frustrated me but I was slowly getting use to his ways.

             
“And don't you think it would sound good if you answered the phone as Mrs Georgina Thomas?” He gave a little laugh and put the phone down.

             
Did he just say that?

             
My mouth was wide open and I was still holding the phone to my ear.

             
Had I heard right?

             
He wanted me to be called Mrs Thomas?

             
Which meant that was some sort of proposal! No, surely that wasn't right. I couldn't possibly marry him so soon after what happened with Blake. He must have been joking. I could feel my heart racing and my mind was working overtime.

             
Maxwell wanted me as his wife?

             
First moving in with each other, then marriage, everything seemed to be getting out of hand. Did I no longer have control of my life?

             
The lift pinged and the door opened. Maxwell's driver walked into the lobby.

             
“Are you ready, Miss Dawson?”

             
I looked up at him still in shock. I couldn't speak and just nodded. I placed the phone back, grabbed my bag and left with him.

             
The whole car journey my thoughts wouldn't stop. I did truly love him more than I ever could of imagined. But marriage? That was a huge step. Could I really go through all of that again? What would people say? I had never thought about marriage.

             
“Mrs Georgina Thomas” I said slowly. I wanted to know what it sounded like when I said it. It actually sounded good, right even. Why was I filled with dread? I was already a hundred percent committed to him.

             
“Miss Dawson, something you want to tell me?” The driver asked. Shit! I had said it too loudly. I blushed and looked down at my hands. “Mr Thomas is a good man” he added.

             
I looked up at his reflection in the rare mirror. It occurred to me I knew nothing about the man who was driving me about. He looked familiar.