A/N: I know, I know... just let me have this!

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Chapter One

An Invitation

"Shoot!" Mercedes said to herself as she shuffled out of her car, grabbing the bottom of her gown. Her boss called her an hour ago to deliver some files to him for him at an important gala.

A gala she had been told she was not needed for so she was at home in her very ugly pajamas about to kick off her long weekend with old movies and popcorn. She had gotten the call and was told she had two hours to deliver them or he would cut her weekend short.

When she walked inside she didn't immediately see her boss so she scanned the room until he saw him standing there talking to three other men and sighed before walking over to him. She hoped she looked well enough to pop in because she had no intentions of wearing the gown she had on ever again but yet here she was in a floor length, satin Spaghetti strapped gown and had she know it was a black tie event she would've chosen a black dress.

She could feel eyes on her and noticed that the women there were either wearing white or black gowns that were more on the conservative side, while her dress was aqua, revealing every curve she'd been blessed with and had a side slit. She felt her cheeks grow warm, for someone who was amazingly shy she still liked to buy clothes that made her feel sexy and though this would be the second time she wore this dress she still couldn't handle the stares.

"Ah there's my diligent assistant." Her boss, Anthony said with a warm smile. He was handsome and very charming so much so that he was sleeping with half the female staff in his department. Well not all, Mercedes didn't find him charming, in fact she couldn't stand him. He also tried to sway her to join his harem of women but she shut him down to the point where she was sure she bruised his ego. So in return got the asshole side of him daily now, he would make her do absurd and completely asinine tasks or call her and give her a short time frame to complete something that would take much longer than the time allotted.

The only reason she was able to get here so fast was because her hair had just been done for another event she was attending and her dress was just hanging up. She only applied minimal makeup and since she had not intentions on staying she drove herself.

"Mr. Rashad, your files as requested." Mercedes said with a half smile handing him the folder, she saw his eyes rove over her body before taking it and sifting through the file before shaking his head.

"I was actually mistaken I don't need these after all, thank you for coming this way." He said handing her the file back dismissively and returning to the men he was talking with before she approached.

Mercedes just nodded, shaking her head in disbelief before stopping herself from saying anything and turned to walk away.

"You aren't leaving are you?" A voice said from behind her. She turned and had to take a step back because the gentleman speaking to her was incredibly close damn near invading her personal space.

"Umm.. yes I am." She said softly but not looking away from his intense stare.

"That's too bad, I would've offered to get you a drink."

"I drove so I couldn't drink if I wanted to... have a good night." She replied with a small smile that quickly faded when he moved back into her personal space running his free hand slowly up her arm smirking when he felt her shudder. He continued to move his hand upward until he reached her shoulder, he moved the hair that was resting on her semi bare flesh before leaning in and placing a tender kiss on it.

"I do hope you have a good night then." He whispered rendering Mercedes momentarily speechless and paralyzed. She immediately regretted not wearing a bra because the subtle brush of the fabric against her skin made her body react and when he kissed her shoulder she knew her nipples could be seen.

"Ah, you as well." She replied breathlessly and trying to hide her whimper when he brushed a finger along her collar bone.

"Jones, you still here?" Anthony said with a mischievous smile.

"No, I was just leaving." She said taking a step back before turning around and walking away.

"Sexy little minx isn't she?" Anthony said admiring Mercedes' ass as she walked away. "I'm telling you now Evans, she it isn't worth it."

"Hmm." Sam said willing her to turn around and when she did he smirked before winking at her before letting a deep chuckle and returning to his colleagues. She was indeed what he was looking for and he had every intentions on seeing her again.

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Mercedes couldn't shake the sudden rush of lust that overcame her, she wasn't even sure why she allowed the stranger to touch her let alone kiss her anywhere on her body but she couldn't deny she very turned on by his boldness. When she finally reached her car she got in quickly and let out a deep sigh, she knew she wasn't going to see him again and the chances of him remembering her were slim to none especially since she didn't even the courage to give him her name.

She turned her car on and turned the air on full blast to help cool her now warm skin, she wish she could do more to relieve the growing ache in between her thighs but she was tired of her vibrator and her fingers were no match for the stranger's large hands. She would cool off and continue her long weekend of movies, popcorn before she had to attend her brother's event that she was dreading because she was sure he was going to propose to his oh so amazing girlfriend that no one liked.

"Ugh what is my life!" She said resting her head on her steering wheel for a brief moment before there was a knock at her window. She looked up and didn't recognize the person so she only let her window down just a little so she could hear them.

"Ms. Jones?" A man with an insanely deep voice asked.

"Ah… yes?"

"Thank you." He said before sliding an envelope through the slit of her window waiting for her to open it, Mercedes look at him for a moment before grabbing the envelope and opening it then reading what it said.

Mr. Evans requests your company.

If you agree hand the card back, if not kindly tear it up.

"I'm sorry who is Mr. Evans?" She asked feeling confused and looking back at the gentleman who did not respond, he just gave her a look and she figured since he wouldn't answer her she would tear it up. She started to tear it but stopped and figured if she gave it back he would answer her question then she could say change her mind.

She handed the man back the card like instructed and waited for him to respond but again he just gave her a look before walking away and another person approached, she was starting to get a bad feeling before she realized it was a woman. She was tall with a kind face and light blonde hair, she knocked gently on the window with a warm smile waiting for Mercedes to let the window down more.

"Hello Ms. Jones, Mr. Evans is looking forward to seeing you." The woman said handing her a tiny box with a card before walking away.

"Wait who is Mr. Evans?" Mercedes shouted but the woman never turned around. Mercedes opened the box and saw an old skeleton key but nothing else, she set the key back down before opening the card.

Saturday

7:45P PM Sharp

5092 West Crestbrook Ave

"Who the hell? What the hell?" She said aloud to herself and she waited a few more minutes before realizing no one else was going to approach and decided to go home before anything else crazy happened.

She accepted.

Sam smirked and had to discreetly adjust his self after thoughts of how much fun we was going to have with Ms. Jones started to flash through his mind, Saturday couldn't come soon enough.

Soooooo...? Sam is BOLD!

I already have a few chapters written so this will be updated on a schedule.

Also- if anyone even comments about me not finishing my other stories I swear! I am absolutely in no rush to finish them because I enjoy writing them.