My Sweet Punishment by Amelia Brooks (best book club books of all time .TXT) 📕

Henry

        Sending Mia on vacation for a week, I bought more time for myself than I did it for here. I need a break. I’ve been under the influence of emotions lately. I was torn between contradictory desires – to rain kisses on the girl or tie her to me and not allow her to continue doing stupid things. Because I would have done it myself if I had Mia in my hands right now. Some sort of fucking obsession!

      I had to calm down and think calmly about what to do next. Of course, the implementation of our “agreement” is out of the question. This, as it turned out, innocent flower only tried to save her little brother while I had already dubbed her a little slut, ready to spread her legs for good money. I feel like such a shit... and the fact that I discovered the truth so late and completely by accident, furiously pissed me off!

        Damn... if she wasn’t so tense, every time I tried to close in on her, I would have fucked her long ago in a restaurant without a twinge of conscience. But if my body in the heat of passion was hard to stop, using my head, I realized that something was wrong. And it’s not just some disaffection to me. I could feel her arousal as well as she could feel mine. But there was something else that stopped me... That’s not how the girls who are ready to sell themselves behave.

        Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if the little girl is still quite inexperienced. But she was ready to thoughtlessly step over herself to save her loved one. She’s a fool! A stupid little fool…

       I certainly had a feeling for Mia. No, I don’t think it’s love. Rather like chemistry and a crazy passion to the point of grinding my teeth, which flashes instantly I have only touch the girl. She is like a fragile butterfly, carelessly flying to my burning flame, which is only happy about it. Where did she come from, beauty? Drop from the clouds?

       I was driving home from another business meeting, struggling with the urge to call Mia immediately and find out how she was doing. But every time I looked at the phone lying nearby, gritting my teeth, I still restrained myself. The girl has enough problems right now… I’m not going to put pressure on her with unwanted attention.

      I was stuck in a fucking traffic jam for almost an hour. And when I started the engine again, after ten minutes of quiet driving, there was a line of cars in front of me again. An accident? Holy shit! Angrily, I hit the completely blameless steering wheel. Am I going to get home safely today, or should I already call a helicopter?!

       The scene of the supposed accident was just a few cars away from me. Having a deep breath, I pulled a still-unopened pack of cigarettes from the jockey box and got out of the car. I’ll have an airing and assess the scale of the accident that left me hanging out on the road again.

      But when I looked in the direction of the black SUV, from which came the swearing, in a second, all thoughts flew out of my head, and my heart started pounding at a rapid-fire pace.

       “What the...?” I threw the already crumpled pack of cigarettes away and walked quickly toward the chaos.

       At first, I thought that my mind was just imagining things. But no, it really was Mia! What’s she doing here? And why is she in such a state? And who was that bald prick next to her, roughly pulling her arm?! I was so fucking angry.

      I sent the girl to the car and only glanced at her because if I saw her tear-stained face again, I would smash the thug’s face and not caring that it was she who ran recklessly into the road and he was out of the loop.

       I was itching to have a fight for a long time, and I needed to let off steam, but my sanity was trying to get into my head, vigorously arguing that this was not the right time or place to do it.

      Listening to the driver’s reproaches that the “piece of flesh” herself jumped under the wheels even in such a dead state, to which I apparently brought her, my soul just tore apart, causing a stream of blind rage.

     Having more or less amicably resolved the issue with the already calm man, I noisily took a breath, coming round and went to meet the complete obscurity.

     Now it remains to deal with my sweet punishment, sitting peacefully in the car and try not to explode ahead of time. Mia started the timer of a powerful weapon in my chest again, which a little bit and blow everything around! And the time for disaster was not in hours but in minutes!

Mia

      By the time I reached Henry’s car, I had calmed down a little. But my state of mind is not exactly peaceful. Well, at least I stopped crying my eyes out.

       I looked in the rearview mirror and was horrified. A pale, tearful ghost with disheveled hair stared back at me. My nose was red, my eyes were swollen, and there were smeared mascara marks on my cheeks. What a horror… No wonder everyone on the street shied away from me. But I don’t care about other people, I was seen like this by the man I like!

       Where did he even come from?.. And as always on time – when my ass has found another trouble.

       I startled when the door opened and frowning Collins silently took the driver’s seat. He only glanced at me briefly, apparently displeased that I was sitting behind him. But it’s better this way… I don’t want him to see me now.