Bab 22: Family Rivalry Unveiled

After what I did the previous week, I was afraid he would give me many quick smacks on my behind, but he never did. In actuality, we hadn't had any sexual contact at all. Since that evening, he had stopped touching me. Although my body continued to seek his, I would never approach him. Not me, not that girl.

  Smith walked steadily in my direction. My insides tensed with want as I watched the way his thigh muscles moved under his slacks. He exuded a certain kind of power that alarmed everyone in the room—including me. He drew the attention of every woman, and they all followed his every move as if he were a rare safari animal. He had mind-blowing wealth, and ladies pursued him all the way to the edge of the planet. However, as their eyes turned to face me, their faces frequently went from desire to resentment in the space of four seconds.