Gina pelted out a false moan, arching her back as she reveled in the fake orgasm her lover seemed too enthused about. He groaned, holding  her hips, writhing in the feel of his ecstasy as he bit his lips and closed his eyes. Thinking it was the most disturbing image she'd ever seen - wanting to get it over with - Gina rolled from atop of him and welcomed the cool sheets on her back with a sigh.

     "That was amazing!" her lover  announced breathlessly, turning to smile at her, hands circling her waist.

She forced a smile. "Epic," she mused dryly, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.

Shrugging out of his hold, Gina went in search of her belongings.

     "Where are you going?" the man asked, bolting upright where he looked at Gina curiously.

     "Home sweetheart. I have work in the morning,' she lied, picking up her scattered clothing across the room.

She heard the man's disapproving huff, which she disregarded and instead continued to search for her things – naked. One night stands were just not her thing lately it seemed. Four weekends of some good dick hunting and not once had she found a guy that would fúck her properly.

      "Well, can't you stay for a bit longer?"

    "'Fraid I can't." Turning to him, she pulled on her laced panties she had spent a fortune on. What a waste.

Mike or whatever his name was, scratched his head, looking disappointed. His medium length hair ruffled as he then rubbed the stubbles on his jaw. 
If only his dick was as impressive as his face,Gina thought with a slight scowl.

Finally finish with the task of getting dressed, she sighed and flipped her lengthy brunette hair to the back.

    "Well, I better get going. See you around," she said with a rigid smile, applying a little gloss to her lips before she headed towards the door.

     "Wait!" he called, but Gina was  uninterested in what he had to say "I didn't get your name."

     "I think it's a bit too late for that, honey. Bye."

She released a lengthy sigh when she was on the outside, rummaging through her purse for her phone, only to realise that she had received three missed calls from her dad and four from all different fuck buddies. Muttering a curse, Gina redialled her dad's number whilst walking towards her car. She knew it was late, but she knew her father to be a man who hardly slept.

     Sergei Gray answered on the first ring, his authoritative voice making itself known – a voice Gina always feared as a kid.

      "Dad, you tried calling me earlier, what's the matter?" she asked, sliding inside her car.

     "Have you still not learned how to turn your phone's volume up?" he questioned gruffly, clearly irritated.

    Gina rolled her eyes and pushed the keys in the ignition. "Its the weekend so you better have a solid reason for bothering me," she stated flatly, disregarding her father's earlier remark.

     "I want to see you as soon as possible. Be by the house as soon as you can tomorrow morning."

    "What's so urgent I've gotta rush over on a Sunday. If this is another of mom's little trick, you can tell her that I'm not interested in her Sunday dinners."

    "A meal is the least. What I have to say to you is far more important so don't be late." Gina could hear the strictness in Sergei's voice and although she knew him to be an undoubtedly strict man, this time it was more pronounced.

    "Can't you tell me over the phone?" she questioned wryly.

     "No. Look, I don't want to wake your mother so I'll put this conversation to an end. I'll see you tomorrow." With that said, the line went dead.

Gina threw it on the passenger's seat and focused ahead, groaning at the traffic in front her. When she came upon the hustle and bustle of honking cars that buzzed in agitation, Gina eased back into the seat and blew out a breath.
    Questions plagued her mind about her father's call. She wondered what could be so important that he had been so adamant about it. There were times when urgent calls like this one prompted visits from the two, but those weren't that important, Gina thought in retrospect.

     When the traffic cleared after minutes of waiting, Gina drove home to her penthouse suite. Thanks to her parents, she was able to afford such delicacies, which made her much more of a wildling. She could get anything she wanted and that included having men at her beck and call. Not only had her riches come into play where that was concerned, but she also had looks  that would make the men look. She used that to her advantage and also the fact that she loved sex, so what would it hurt being a young, single, carefree beauty.

   Once at her place, Gina kicked off her shoes and briefly closed her eyes as her soles met with the flat flooring. She strolled to her glamorous bedroom and plopped down in the bed, pondering on a shower but felt almost useless. It seemed an hour of fake sex could take a toll on you. She had really tried to finish her night off with a mind blowing orgasm. She had tried and tried but in the end she gave up and failed, after giving her lover almost five.

     It had been a long time since she had a good lay and boy was she getting desperate.

With a huff Gina lazily lifted herself from the comfortable mattress and dragged herself to the bathroom where she had a quick warm shower and went to bed. 

~**~

       Morning came and like most mornings, it was the ringing of her cell phone that woke Gina instead of an alarm clock. Face still buried in her pillow, she searched blindly for the device, bringing it to her ear when she found it.

     "Yeah?" she groggily answered, slightly easing up so as to not sound so muffled.

     "Bitch, where are you?" a voice questioned. Gina recognised it to be her friend, Sally's voice.

     "In bed, why are you calling me?"

     "Jamie said he just left your dad's house and guess who he saw there," Sally exclaimed, voice rising in excitement.

Gina eased up fully, knowing that her friend was always a good source for juicy gossip.

     "Who?!" she quizzed eagerly.

    "Brace yourself," Sally squealed.

Gina rolled her eyes. "Geeze, could you quit being such a drama Queen?!"

      "Knox Warner!"

Gina froze solid in that very spot, taking a moment to fully process her friend's words. She swallowed hard and cleared her throat, trying to seem unaffected.

     "Why is he here?" she asked a bit stiffly. "Why is he back?"

     "Beats me," Sally murmured. "I know you guys were like a thing back in the days but you're over him now, right?"

    "Of course. Listen, I'll talk to you later, I've gotta go visit my dad." she ended the call without a reply from Sally, breathing out a lengthy breath.

She sat in that spot for minutes, trying to figure out why Knox was back in town and more so, at her father's place. She wondered if he was the reason for his father's request. Was he reuniting with Knox? It would explain why he was at the mansion but it wouldn't explain why she might be involved.

Gina wanted absolutely nothing to do with him, seeing that he left the country years ago and left her with a broken heart. She had made her dislike for the man clear, thereafter, letting everyone  in the household know of the hate she felt for him. To this date, her parents weren't convinced but as time passed, she got over him...

Completely.

Glancing at her phone, Gina realised it was half past eight, so she went to the bathroom and had a quick shower before she got dressed. She pondered on a short flared floral dress or shorts.

Knox had always liked seeing you in pretty little dresses, her subconscious spoke, irritating Gina at the reminder. But unable to control her line of thoughts, her memory brought her back to the times when he had said so himself, after which kissing her passionately, hiking up her dress before entering her roughly. But that was how she liked it.

Gina shook her head, trying to snap herself from out of the trance even his memories presented. With an angry huff, she grabbed the white shorts and a top from her closet and put it on.

***

She was at her parents mansion in the next twenty minutes, removing her shades and looking up at the beautiful structure that stood ahead. Creme colored walls, trees half as tall standing presidentially at both ends where the the huge double doors rested in the center. The lawn was incredibly green, the colorful gardens adding a certain beautiful touch, the natural perfumes like sweet toxic to the lungs. Gina always liked admiring the beauty of it all. As a child she'd always play in the gardens with Jamie and her friends, cutting roses for pretend boyfriends. She'd grown and later, boys were cutting roses for her, but instead of marvelling in the rich family home, she had sought a place for herself.

Their Butler – Edward – opened the door as soon as Gina was about to ring the doorbell. He welcomed her with a hearty smile, nodding in her presence.

     "Madam Gina, your parents are expecting you," he informed politely.

Gina rolled her eyes at the freckled old man. "I know Edward, that's why I'm here."

  Stomping past him, she paused at the entrance of the living room where she heard talking further along where the pool was. The breath hitched in her throat when she recognised Knox's voice – the exact same, velvety tone with a bit of firmness present; the type that tempted women to experience just where else was firm.

Gina inhaled deeply, bracing herself before she entered...

This was it.

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Author's note:

So hey guys! This is my very first chapter and I'm so very excited about the whole thing! Yaay!
I hope you guys are excited to see where this will lead after reading the first chapter *grins*.

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— juju