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Chapter 10

Waldorf Astoria

Suite 4308

He brought me back to my suite before saying he had another meeting to attend, he also told me the room would be mine for a month should I want to stay longer.

I had a lot on my mind but one thing that stood out the most was the note.

I hadn't even heard about a note and Mark hadn't mentioned finding one.

Why would he? If he intended on marrying me he wouldn't…

Did he do this? How could he have known about what happened if I'd only just remembered. What the actual fuck was going on and why didn't Sam just tell me everything?

Babe, why aren't you responding?

I rolled my eyes and shot him a quick text.

I'm working.

At the Waldorf?

Yes Mark! I'm at the damn Waldorf! How do you even know that?

Babe, you shared your location with me and never turned it off.

Wait. Fuck… did I?

Oh, sorry. I'm just a little overwhelmed.

I only looked because I wanted to surprise you for lunch but you're still working so we can have a romantic dinner.

Mark, I don't know. I'll most likely be here late and our new client rented rooms for us so I might just crash here. Rain check?

I can come and stay ;)

No, I'm working. I'll call you later.

He sent another message after that but I ignored it because I was still trying to figure out what Sam meant.

"You don't remember everything that happened those two nights or you would know why I left that ticket for you."

"Okay think, you went to the bar…" I said to myself pacing back and forth. "I was drinking, clearly…"

"Mark was there and Sam wasn't but… but… SHIT!"

I grabbed the room phone and dialed his room but I didn't get an answer so I decided to call Blaine instead because I knew he knew something.

OH MY GOD!

You helped him find me?

What? No, how would I know that he was looking for you?

He said that you're the person that helped him find me so explain!

Cedes, I worked with him like six months ago and hadn't since then!

Then why did he say that?

Six Months Ago

Upstate New York

Blaine Anderson INC.

"Mr. Anderson, Sam Evans is here to see you." Nina, my assistant, informed.

"Send him in please."

She nodded before walking out and a rather handsome man came in a few moments after.

"Sam Evans I presume?" I asked, holding my hand out to shake.

He nodded and shook my hand.

Firm grip.

"How can I help you today?" I asked.

"I was referred by a friend of mine, I need to change my wardrobe for a press tour and he said you were the best in the business."

I was.

"Well, you are in the right place. Tell me about your typical wardrobe and what you want to change." I replied and after going over everything I knew he only needed a few modifications.

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard…

"Sorry! Let me just… excuse me." I said, grabbing my phone and answering the call.

"B! What are you doing, let's get some lunch."

"I'm with a client Mercy, I can't."

"Boo, why are you whispering?"

"Cause someone never changed their ringtone in my phone." I replied and we both laughed. I looked up and noticed looked my way and figured I needed to end the call.

"I have to go babe, but we can get dinner tonight."

"I can't, Mark has a special date planned, rain check?" She asked and I smiled.

"Sure thing." I said before hanging up. "Sorry about that."

"No worries, seemed important." He replied.

"It wasn't, it was just my best friend."

"Mercy? That's what you called her?" He asked and I nodded.

"Mercedes, she's always so dang busy since she moved companies."

"Oh? Sounds like a go-getter." He responded and I assessed the suit and knew it was perfect.

"I think this is good, you should get one in at least black and navy. As far as the causal, gray and green button downs will be your best friend." I said pulling each item out for him. "And she is, she's the best!"

"What company?" He asked and I was surprised he was actually paying attention to my rambling because honestly the clients I usually get don't speak much.

"Jackson and Jackson, she joined them a few years ago and I had to move closer to the city. So I don't get to see her as much."

Sam just nodded before texting something on his phone.

"I'll take it all and will be sending you someone that will need the same assessment. Thank you, Mr. Anderson."

Holy shit. He just bought a full collection!

"Sounds great, I can have it all sent over in an hour. Will you be needing shoes?" I asked, trying to sound calm but inside I was screaming.

"Please, two of each. Thank you."

Waldorf Astoria

Suite 4308

So it wasn't me exactly helping him… just me talking about you.

That was… right before I got engaged. I don't understand why all of this is happening now.

Maybe he finally found the courage to come after you?

That man doesn't lack courage… not the way he's been fucking me. It's like he knows I can't say no or that my body will want more.

Mhmm, sounds sexy as hell.

It's terrifyingly intoxicating and I swear if he walked in here and told me to keep you on the phone while he fucked me, I probably would.

Wow… you won't even kiss Mark in front of us.

Exactly and he told me some things that are making me question my relationship…

So the sex isn't making you do that?

I laughed because he had a point.

It's really fucking good B. but it's crazy because he said it happened years ago and you'd think he would've move on.. right?

Well, what are you going to do? You can't stay at that hotel forever.

I can for a month.

Bitch, no why not test the waters? Tell Mark you're going to be away for a month and see how it plays out?

So keep cheating on my fiance?

Well, yes and no. You'll be working too.

Bye Blaine!

I hung up and threw my body onto the bed, I was confused, torn and horny.

I wasn't sure what to do but Blaine's suggestion was sounding more appealing by the second.

I just need to test a theory first

I grabbed the phone and dialed down to the front desk.

"Front desk."

"Yes, I'm an associate with Sam Evans and I forgot where the meeting was being held, could you look for me?' I asked using my best professional voice.

"Yes, ma'am just let me put you on a brief hold." The receptionist replied and I nodded like she could see me.

"The meeting will be held in the lounge." She said after reconnecting.

"Thank you so much!" I said hanging up and getting off the bed.

It was time to show him who really had the power.


Sam

Waldorf Astoria

Lounge

I hated having meetings with this man.

"So Evans, I hear you're acquiring Jackson and Jackson." He asked.

"You heard or you know?" I asked and that snake had the nerve to try to look innocent.

"I heard… A few of my people were chatting about it and I was wondering why it's not an option for others to join the acquisition. You could use the force of multiple companies aiding you." He replied,

Lying son of bitch.

"Well, I hate to make you 'people' look bad but I'm not acquiring anything right now." I lied because I'd be damned if I let this man into an already done deal.

He nodded slowly. "Well if you should want to do that, Shuester and Bamboo will back you completely."

I had to stifle my laughter. His little hole in the wall organization needed my funding for damn near everything and he really thought having his name attached to anything would make me look better.

"Like I said this will be…" I started before something caught my eye.

Rather someone.

"Be what?" Will asked and I tried to remember what the fuck I wanted say.

Now is not the time…

Mercedes walked into the lounge wearing the outfit she had on earlier only this time she wore it the way I had intended her to.

Fuck!

"Sign the damn papers, Will." I managed to get out.

I was thankful she hadn't spotted me yet because I definitely did need him seeing her. Not that I was embarrassed but he would ogle her and I would have to beat his ass.

That would be bad for business.

Will looked at me before following my line of sight and I could feel him taking her in like prey.

"What I would do to a body like that!" He said and I clenched my fist.

"Sign the papers." I repeated and I knew he could hear the warning in my voice.

"Ahh, I see she's your new shiny thing of the month." He quipped, signing the papers.

Mercedes made eye contact with me and smirked.

My dick twitched.

I watched as she walked over to where I was sitting but she only glanced at me before walking to the bar and sitting.

This was a demand, she was demanding my attention.

I looked back at Will who finally signed the last document. "Good night." I said I was going to grab them but he stopped me.

He leaned in smirking. "She looks a lot like an associate of mine's fiance…" He said smugly.

"If you value your business and any of the connections you accrued by doing business with you, she will be erased from your memory." I replied before taking the documents and placing them in my briefcase.

Will immediately left after my warning, which would happen either way because he'd become too big for someone in position like him, I would handle him later.

I walked over to the bar and sat down right besides Mercedes and made myself keep my hands to myself.

For now at least.

"So… have you decided if you were staying?" I asked, turning to face her.

She turned and looked directly at me with a look on her face that made me shift slightly.

She leaned in, dropping her hand into my lap and smirked. "Maybe." She answered, squeezing my dick before getting up and walking away. She looked back at me for a brief moment then continued to the elevators.

If she thinks for one second that she's making it to the elevator alone, she was sadly mistaken.

"Well played." I muttered, grabbing my briefcase and following after her.

Game on.


Sooooo... we're about to have some fun! Next chapter we're gonna meet some people!