Love's New Bloom by Simone Hastings

Chapter 7 Divorce Papers

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye. When Erin checked her phone again, she saw Ian had called her several more times.

“Oh, come on. It’s not like my mom has the plague or anything! Does he have to be such a dick?”

She threw her phone aside angrily and hurried into the bathroom outside to shower. Chandler checked her phone when she shut the door behind her. For some reason, his spirits were lifted when he saw the missed calls were from “Jerkwad.”

He put her phone down, then headed to the bathroom outside. The one attached to the bedroom was larger, but he just wanted to use the smaller one. He strode in boldly and wrapped his arms around Erin from behind. This made her jump, and she spun around in his arms, looking up at him.

“What are you…”

He turned the shower off and looked deeply into her eyes.

“I want you to help me shower.”

Erin was lost for words. She turned away from him so she wouldn’t have to keep looking at his body. The sight of it made her mind replay what they’d just done, which made her heart and breathing race.

“You’re not disabled or anything—why should I help you? Anyway, isn’t there an attached…” Chandler pinned her to the corner of the shower before she could finish her sentence.

There was a trace of impatience in his tone as he said, “So you don’t want to? We can always go for another round.”

Erin gulped. She’d pass out if he had her again. She had no choice but to give in to him.

“Alright, I’ll do it.”

bite her lip to keep herself from gasping at his chiseled physique. Chandler watched her arrogantly, a trace of

…

an hour later, Erin hurriedly ate something in the suite, then

Chandler said, “Hold it.”

some reason, she obediently swiveled to

her rage at the thought of the photos he

make sure not to

was no missing the

What right do you have to boss me around? I don’t think there’s anything between us just because we’ve had sex several times! There’s no way I can agree to such an unreasonable

Chandler smirked.

can’t do it, huh? Alright, then. I’ll spread your photos all over the Internet later. It doesn’t matter to me since my face

clench her fists tightly. She wanted

do you want from me? Just tell me, alright? If it’s money you want, name

with regret over choosing to leave with him that fateful night. Now, she couldn’t get rid of him even if she wanted to! At worst, she’d borrow

me

some caviar

going insane. She was so close to taking her heels

and your

I don’t like it

shut up immediately. Her intuition told her she wouldn’t make it out of the hotel if she were to continue rampaging, but she was no pushover—she wouldn’t allow him to bully her like this! Erin took a deep breath

which we’ve already settled. We don’t owe each other anything for that. I hope you’ll exercise your professionalism in this and give me those photos. If you keep harassing me, I’ll have no choice but to employ legal methods to resolve this. When the time comes, neither of us will benefit

of admiration flashed in Chandler’s eyes at her calm refute. It seemed she truly didn’t know who he

photos after sleeping with you ten more times. The time and place will be up to me to decide; all you need to do is show up when I want you to. If you don’t think this is an arrangement you can live with, go ahead and sue me or call

she were to call the cops or bring this to court, everyone would see

man of your word.” She

than usual. Despite his years in business, he’d never played such

want you to acquire the