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Hot Rio Chick
Category:
Romance
Publisher: Hot Rio Chick
ISBN-10: 149271660X
Type: Fiction
Pages: 176
Copyright: 10,2013
ISBN-13: 9781492716600
Price: $3.59 (eBook)
A dark erotic tale about two strong women and how far human character can astray.
Entangled in a convoluted web of lust, envy and jealousy a wife, a call girl, a husband and his friends are a power game's pawns.
How long a couple of troubled minds can stretch a fantasy, in spite of its hazardous nature?
Better, how much havoc one single troubled mind can create?
When Samuel Vaughn handed his beloved wife Lana her mail, he couldn't have guessed that the shadow over their past was about to come forward one more time. An inlness that proved impossible to cure.
A spoiled only child, a beautiful woman worshiped by her husband, Lana Zaraki-Vaughn couldn't help the feelings such a note aroused in her: Anais Robinson, an expensive call girl who impersonated Lana to a select group of men, invited her to a concert.
The storyline goes back and forward in time telling the fateful moment Anais entered Lana's life, from the pounce at Sam's College Reunion to the lunch they had together, the secrets, perversities and how much it changed all of them.
An erotic tale of two women who refuse to someone else's bitch.
Warnings:
Rated MA;
Sexual relations between consenting adults;
Homosexual relationships hinted;
Steamy erotic fantasies mentioned;
But, no violence.
Excerpt
‘What, Lalie?’
She looked up at him changing her expressions to a sexy irresistible smile and he felt his loins tingle. He raised his brows in question when she flipped the envelope on her hands.
‘I bet the mailman didn’t bring this nice envelope.’ Lana said languidly.
‘No?’ He asked.
‘Nope.’ She said smiling sexily. ‘I bet this came by courier…’
Sam frowned.
‘And I bet…’ She said and started opening the envelope. ‘Ah!... I knew it smelled good!’ She stole a glance at him.
He stared stupidly at her and she chuckled low in her throat. Samuel had had a very tiring day facing difficult clients at his advertising agency and while driving home in one hell of a traffic jam he dreamt of finding exactly what he did when he arrived: his sexy tanned woman alone waiting for him, their daughter asleep, maids retired for the day, the house all for themselves. Guilt of arriving too late to enjoy his baby’s company nagged him but the prospect of having sex with his love to sooth his broken spirit won that day.
Lana ripped open the heavyweight envelope and extracted another one, only pink. As she waved it with a flourish he finally understood her sexy teasing. His insides churned.
‘Fuck.’ He muttered under his breath when the sickly sweet fragrance reached his nostrils.
‘Yes, yes my love: hyacinth and orange blossom!’ She passed the pink envelope in front of her nose pretending to inhale the fragrance. ‘Anais…’ She sighed dramatically ‘…Anais!’
He knew it was a tease. One of the things he remembered most of her trembling voice that night on their darkened bed was: ‘She wore so much perfume; it’s still stuck in my nose. Can you smell orange blossom and hyacinth? I do… I hate that sweet perfume. It’s like she forced herself on me through her scent.’
‘Fuck, why wasn’t I more attentive?’ Vaughn grumbled.
Lana laughed. ‘It’s my mail, what could you do?’
‘Throw it away, burn it, send it back.’ He said aggravated.
‘No sender.’ She said inspecting the bigger envelope.
‘Like last time. Garbage then.’ He muttered before thinking.
‘Last time?’ Lana asked.
Vaughn blushed discretely.
‘Samuel?’ She urged him.
‘Oh, the fuck with it. I did throw one of these away last spring.’ He admitted and she gasped. ‘It was just after Eddie came back from the hospital with pneumonia. You didn’t need that.’
‘Sam! That’s such disrespect!’ Lana complained.
‘No. It was care. I care for you.’ He answered angrily. ‘I can’t believe you’ll fight me over this filth!’
She opened her mouth to argue but had to close it. He knew she had nothing to say against his actions. Of course he considered how intruding it would be but at the time she had been destroyed by worry, both their hearts had been broken by seeing their love child sick. He had scanned everything he could to make sure no other harm would reach them. When he perused the correspondence he only thought about cleaning out junk mail, he couldn’t have never ever predicted that hateful immoral woman would dare to reach his wife.
‘What did it say?’ She asked blushing. ‘The letter you threw away?’ Her beguiling green eyes expectantly regarding his face.
He shrugged. ‘Have no idea. I ripped it without opening. Didn’t have to read, this scent is too strong to mean anything nice.’
She looked at him for a few moments and then at the envelope burning her hands.
‘Give it to me, my Queen.’ He extended his hand to her. ‘Let me get rid of this one too.’ He said condescendingly.
She looked at him again and shook her head ‘no’.
‘Last Spring, you say?’ She asked with a pained expression.
Samuel thought her voice was a little weaker now that he had justified his crime.
‘Yes.’ He frowned. ‘You don’t sound as cocky as you did when you found this shit.’
‘Six… seven months ago?’ She asked.
‘Yes.’ He barked running a hand over his face tiredly. And then heard paper ripping.
Lana was opening the envelope gingerly. He sighed aggravated. “Damn this woman for being so curious.’ He could see her shoulders stiff and her beautiful green eyes slightly widened. She took a small pink note from inside and read it, her eyes moving quickly and then… she smiled. She poised the note on her lap and reached inside the envelope for two tickets.
‘George Michael!’ She chuckled.
Sam frowned and she passed him the note.
“My sweet Lalie,
I hope this finds you and your lovely family well.
It came to my notice that one of your favorite artists will perform a single exclusive concert next week in New York, so I thought it would put a smile on your face.
Will you accept this gift from a dear friend?
Have fun.
Yours, Anais.”
‘Fuck this woman. I swear I’ll have her arrested for this.’ Vaughn growled angrily, bowled the note in his hand and reached for his jacket to find his phone. ‘I’ll call our lawyer and he’ll know what to-‘
‘No, love.’ Lana said leaning forward to poise her delicate hand on his arm.
‘Lalie, this is insane! This woman is harassing you!’ He barked.
She shook her head. ‘No, she’s not.’ She said in a weak voice, a tad louder than a whisper. ‘You said the last time she tried to contact me was more than six months ago. It was a long time.’
‘Long time, Lalie? Twice in a year!’ Vaughn yelled.
‘Calm down, love. It’s just a gift.’ Lana said placidly in a tone of voice he knew she knew would dampen his fire.
‘Damn it.’ He said and slapped his knee. ‘You’ll accept it!’
‘Well… it’s George Michael…’ She said unable to restrain a smile.
Incredulously Samuel noticed that she had found her voice again, it was as if the faint sexy smile on her luscious lips had given her courage.
‘Are you crazy?’ He asked aggravated and shook his head. ‘You are out of your mind.’
Lana rested back on the couch and fingered the tickets.
He took a good look at her, analyzing her languid stare at the note and how the damned sexy smile illuminated her face. Uncertain if he was madder at her for considering the immoral woman’s gift or at himself for being aroused by her reaction, he stood up to leave.
‘I’m going for a bath. Don’t come after me.’ He said by the door.
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