The Tango Read Free

way he filled me and gripped my throat. It was just so raw…so damn…HOT. My body was screaming for relief, but I refused to do anything about it. And then I would remember how beautiful he looked the morning after we’d made love. It was always in the forefront of my mind. The way he kissed me, the way he smiled at me while he faced me on the pillow, his dark hair a mess and adoration in his eyes, for me. Rhys made me feel beautiful, cared about, wanted. I craved that side of him. I’d ruined a good thing with Rhys. I’d had a chance to be with him and blown it. I’d spent the last three weeks mourning the thought of what if with Rhys, but I’d spent the last year doing the same for another man. Maybe I’d lost the chance of a relationship with Rhys, but I still had the chance to explore my dark side with him. The problem was, I wanted both. My only hope was that he wouldn’t punish me the same way twice.
    “Mrs. Harvell?” I quickly realized there were tears running down my face, which was humiliating. The couple I was showing the house to had stopped their discussion as they walked around the empty house while I’d been lost in thoughts of Rhys.
    “Sorry,” I said, catching my tears on my sleeve. They looked slightly concerned, but had grace enough to let me recover. “So what do you think?”
    “We love it! We’ll have an offer to you soon.” They stood so close to each other, it was easy to tell they were recently married. How did I get from where they were to where I was?
    Easy answer, Vi, Alex. Fucking Alex.
    “That’s wonderful. I’m so happy you love it. I knew it would suit you two. I hope you’ll be happy here.”
    As I walked them out, I noticed they had to be in their early twenties. Ending my inner musing, I locked the door and turned to leave, watching as he opened the door for her and sighed as I remembered the last man who had done that for me.
    I had to get over this. This was supposed to be an adventure, not the focal point of my new life. But Rhys knew it was more; I knew it was more. And now it was just sex…again.
    How could he just emotionally shut me out so quickly?
    I either had to accept my fate as his new RED playmate, or move on. This was a dangerous game. My heart was involved. I was already hurt by the way he treated me, but then again, it had turned me on. I’d been right about my desires all along.
    I’d had my warning. RED was RED. It meant extreme, and from what I’d been shown, I knew it could only get darker.
    I hated that he wouldn’t speak to me. I wanted to be his playmate. I also wanted to be the girl who fell asleep in his arms. I could have had both. Now I couldn’t and he gave me no choice. The next time he wanted to play, I would have to be ready. I had to take my heart out of the ring, but with Rhys, it seemed impossible.

    I walked into the building feeling like a foreigner in a strange land. It was amazing what a year of being out of someone’s life could do, how you see things differently, more clearly. I was a stranger here. Some of the office personnel took a double take as they noticed me. I guess it really had been that long.
    “Violet,” Alex’s assistant greeted me sweetly, “so good to see you. You look amazing!”
    “Thanks, Serena, is he in?”
    “Yes and he’s expecting you.” She smiled and twisted the knob, ushering me in.
    I walked into Alex’s office and noticed his attorney present. When he had called and begged me to come, I should have known better.
    Alex spoke first. “Have a seat, Violet.”
    “What the hell is this?” My blood was boiling. Did this bastard have no shame?
    “It’s a divorce you want, isn’t it?” Alex said smartly, taking a seat behind his desk.
    “I’m outta here. If you want to talk with attorneys present, you need to prepare me.” I glared at both of them, ready to stand my ground.
    “Sit down, Violet. I’m prepared to make an offer,” Alex said carefully. He looked at his attorney then back