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Chapter Two
“Your room is ready.” Jack’s voice is deep when I answer my phone.
“Thank you.”
“Enjoy.”
“You enjoy Jack.” He doesn't respond before he hangs up the phone. I wonder which men he’ll have there for me tonight? If I'm not satisfied with his choices I won't hesitate to call him to switch them out. Not just any man gets to fuck me. I have standards.
I finish putting on the tiny black dress I bought today. My red laced panties and strapless bra were sent over by Jack. I shouldn't wear them, but he has a way of picking out sexy things that fit me perfectly and these were no exception. His taste is impeccable and to be honest it's nice to be pampered, even if it's only for a day. I know he's working that line I've drawn, but I have no intention of moving it. I'm very firm with where I stand as far as Jack is concerned.
I step out of my condo to find a limo waiting. He hasn't changed. I should've known he'd send a driver for me. I step close to the stretched Hummer to find he hasn't changed drivers in all these years.
“Tom. It's very nice to see you.”
“Ms. Ava, dear. How are you?”
“I'm doing well.”
“Jack has asked me to bring you to the private dining hall at the Mandolin. Can I have your bags?” Tom was always so polite. This poor man has seen so much, I personally know he’s seen more of me than I’d like to admit. He never made it awkward after one of my sex-capades with Jack in the back of a limo.
The ride is quiet and I just take in the beautiful city. The anticipation of tonight has me squeezing my legs together waiting to feel a man fill me again. It’s been way longer than I’d ever admit to Jack.
The music relaxes me and I find myself very at peace before we arrive at the hotel. I should be nervous, but the truth is, I can’t wait.
Tom pulls us into the hidden garage that Jack uses. He opens the door and escorts me through the series of solid doors to the dining area. I’ve been here before many times, but I let him do his job.
“Ms. Ava, it was a pleasure seeing you tonight. Please don’t be a stranger.” He shakes my hand and turns to leave me in the dark room by myself. I can feel eyes on me. I know he’s in here.
“Ava, you look beautiful as usual.” His voice touches me in an otherwise silent room.
“Thank you, Jack.”
“Please come sit.” I know his motives are tricky. He has a plan, but so do I. Where it may be fun to tease him, I can't let him break me again. I have to stop this. I sit in the chair across from him and look down when his eyes begin to brush across my skin. Why does he get to make me feel this way?
“My Ava. How will I ever make it through this night?” I'm not his Ava. He still sees me as his property and this will be a problem.
“Maybe this is a bad idea.”
“You backing out on me now?” His question comes as he stands to make us both a drink at the bar.
I don't want to back out, in fact I deserve this. Who has the chance to fulfill a fantasy with this kind of offer?
I feel everything from my past begin to brew to the surface once again. He's the reason I'm a workaholic. It was just easier to deal with my broken heart by working every single chance I could because the alternative meant going home to think about him and that was too painful. I cried myself to sleep too many nights as it literally felt like I was healing from him ripping my heart from my chest.
I need to get a grip and live life again. The few dates I've been on lately gave me strength and courage to find my inner sexy goddess and bring her back to life. My scars are too deep for his advances.
“No.”
“That's my girl.”
“I'm not your girl.”
“You'll always be mine, Ava.”
“But you were never mine.” He stops walking closer as my words hit him. His eyes burn into me and he looks pained. Why do I let myself feel an ounce of pity for him when he did this to himself? He did this to us.
“Your room is ready. I'll have someone take you up.” His abrupt change of demeanor practically gives me whiplash and that pisses me off.
