Page 1 of Ruthless Contract
PART ONE
ROMEO & JULIET
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My love is deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both are infinite.
-William Shakespeare
CHAPTER ONE
ROME
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It was too damn early in the day for me to have a hard-on for a woman I’d never met in person. Yet, here I was, seated at my desk, rock hard, staring at the latest message she’d sent me.
JulietWithCurves:I just left brunch with my friends. The mimosas were great, but I’d rather have been drinking you, Romeo.
I smirked as I read her message again. And for the thousandth time, I asked myself, who the hell was this woman, and why couldn’t I find her? A smart man would’ve been less interested in finding her and more interested in making sure she never hacked him again.
I guess I wasn’t as smart as I thought I was.
A smart man didn’t spend months talking to a faceless woman through encrypted chats and voice modulators. Smart men didn’t wake up checking their phones for messages from a hacker who regularly tried to crack their firewalls and then sexted them in the aftermath.
Unfortunately for me, I stopped being smart whereJulietWithCurveswas concerned a long time ago. Who the hell was she? And why couldn’t I stop thinking about her? Why couldn’t I do what needed to be done and block her, so she'd never hack into my systems again?
The truth was, if I did that, I’d lose her forever. I wasn’t ready for this to end. Not yet. Another message came through.
JulietWithCurves:Do you think about tasting me as much as I think about tasting you?
Fuck!
My fingers flew across the keyboard as I messaged her back.
Romeo:Every minute of every day.
I wasn’t ashamed to admit how much I craved this woman. I’d met a lot of women in my lifetime, had fucked plenty of them. But I’d neveryearnedfor someone. Had never understood the concept of yearning... until her.
Her response came quickly.
JulietWithCurves:Since you aren’t here to taste me, how about I do it for you? Picture me sliding my fingers into my tight pussy, then licking them clean as I imagine you here doing it for me.
My mouth watered.
Fucking tease!
I leaned back in my chair, adjusting myself behind my slacks as I read her latest message again, imagining it, wishing I could do it for myself. I could practically hear her voice in my head, distorted by that damn modulator she insisted on using.
I didn’t even know what the woman truly sounded like, yet somehow, she’d become one of the most important parts of my day. I was just about to reply when an icon flashed at the bottom right corner of my screen.
Unauthorized Access Attempt Detected.
She’d started early today, leaving me no chance to respond to her new message. The red notification continued to flash. Sending filthy messages while trying to breach my firewall before lunch was over had become an almost daily activity for us. A challenge.
I stared at the screen, giving her a few minutes to work, allowing her to test the latest layer of security I’d built against her. Letting her think she was getting somewhere. That was part of our game now. She’d thought she could distract me with a sexy message.
Wrong.
