It had to be today.
No more near misses. No more hesitation.No
more careless mistakes.
Yesterday, I had failed because of sugar - goddamn sugar but I wasn't going to f**k things up this time. I made a vow and I'd carry it through.
I'd been watching him all day, waiting for the perfect opportunity, and a little after three pm, it presented itself to me.
Angelo was in the study. Alone,finally. No guards. No wives. No noise. Just him and the faint crackle of a record playing cool, jazz music in the background.
It was now or never.
I walked into the study wearing the black mini dress that hung on to my every curve. My cleavage was exposed enough to get the attention of any man and my long, smooth thighs were almost impossible to ignore. No panties. No bra. Just me, my scent and the crus
