Possessed - Part Three: Possessed, #3

By Coco Cadence

My boss, the billionaire bad boy Leo King, not only tricked me into being his fake-wife, but the dirty secret he's been keeping from me is now also exposed.

I can't believe I fell for his lies, and worse, I still want him. He says he loves me, but does that fix everything?

The joke is on me. His crazily hot presence is impossible for me to deny. Fighting temptation or risking it all; the choice is simple, but the consequences are tough.

However, when new revelations threaten to break us apart, there is only one thing I can do: Stock up on chocolate and sit this fucker out until the end.

The third part of Possessed, a three-part series from Coco Cadence.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Coco Cadence
• Release date: Jan 24, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386062103

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Chapter 1

You’re Mr. Awesome? I repeat. I just can’t believe what I’m hearing. Thoughts race through my mind, the consequences of this truth. It means that he knows everything—all that I’ve said about him to Mr. Awesome, all the horrible stuff. And more … so much more.

Yes, he says. It’s me. It’s always been me. There’s no one else behind that account and those emails. Just me.

I shake my head. Why?

He takes a step forward in an attempt to defuse the situation. It’s not working, though. You want to know why I signed on to that app and started texting you, or you want to know why I didn’t tell you?

Why are you telling me this now? I ask, my lips trembling from anger.

Because you were angry at me, and then you wanted to say goodbye to Mr. Awesome. I couldn’t just let you go. I had to tell you the truth before you’d call quits on … well, both of us.

So, Mr. Awesome is just a fake persona to you. Just like all your other fake shit. I fold my arms.

No, it’s not fake. It’s really me, he says. I like what we have, Sam.

"Had," I interject.

He purses his lips. I don’t want this to be over.

Yeah, well you should have thought about that before you lied to my face.

I didn’t lie to you, Sam. I just didn’t tell you.

Why? My voice is getting louder and louder. I’m so pissed off right now. How could he lie to me like that?

Because I was afraid of what you’d think of me if you found out. Like now. But I knew that one day I’d have to tell you. I just didn’t think it’d go this far.

You didn’t think I’d actually want more than just a stranger on the internet? Or a one-time fling with Mister King himself?

No, that’s not what I mean … He scratches his head and sighs. Goddammit.

So this was all just some innocent experiment to you. All fun and games.

It was, yes, but now it’s so much more than that. He steps closer again, which makes me back away. Please, don’t be afraid. You’re backing away from me. I’m not going to hurt you.

I don’t want you to touch me.

Why? I’m still me. I’m no different than before.

Yes, you are! It’s like … two people just merged into one, and I can’t cope with it, all right. I just can’t.

Okay. He holds up his hands. I’m just trying to explain.

Explaining won’t erase what I’m feeling now. How betrayed I feel.

But it will help you understand, he says, frowning.

You used me, Leo. First, for your wife problems, and now, for your sexual pleasures.

Oh, c’mon, it’s not like you didn’t enjoy it.

I frown. I did, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that you put your own needs first.

I know, and I’m sorry for that. That’s why I’m trying to come clean and make it all up to you again. He smiles gently. I care about you, Sam. I don’t want to see you hurt. Especially not from my doing.

It’s quiet for a second.

You … you’re the one I’ve been talking to all this time, I murmur, gazing off into nowhere. "I told Mr. Awesome, you, everything about my boss."

Leo muffles a laugh. Yeah, that was quite the experience. Funny, too.

My cheeks turn red instantly. Oh, shit.

What? Don’t worry about it.

How can you say that? I called you a fucking asshole, and I told Mr. Awesome that I hated you!

Yeah, that was kind of bad, but I had it coming, he muses. It was interesting to read what you really think of me. It put things into a whole new perspective.

That was personal stuff, Leo. You weren’t supposed to see that. I sigh and slam my hand into my face. Ugh, why was I so stupid to tell a ‘stranger’ all that stuff?

You aren’t stupid. Don’t hit yourself over it. He takes my hand off my face, which makes me lean back. It’s normal to hate your boss, especially if his name is Leo King. He leans forward to look into my eyes. I don’t care. It only makes me like you more.

But you … oh, God, all those conversations. And the … things.

Things … Oh …. He nods slowly, his lips curling up into a smile. You mean that thing you did in the bathroom, as well as on the airplane … and in your room. The more he says, the bigger his smirk, and the redder my face. I know everything. I’ve seen it all.

Oh, my God … I mutter, swallowing.

I made you do all those things, Sam. You liked it. I liked it. We both had fun.

But you saw my ass, and my vagina, and my boobs on that freaking app!

And in the hotel, don’t forget that one, he muses.

Is this all one big joke to you or something? I sneer. Stop being so cheerful.

I can’t, I’m sorry. I just feel so relieved now that you know. It’s like I finally get to share all my dirty thoughts with you. Only, I already did and fuck, it was hot. A huge grin spreads on his face.

I punch his shoulder. Stop it. Stop enjoying this so much. I’m feeling horrible over here.

Sorry, he says again. But you gotta admit it is a bonus to know it’s me instead of some random dude you don’t even know.

I could say goodbye to that random dude and never hear from or see him again! You? Not so much.

Why would you want to do that? Are you ashamed of what we did? There’s nothing to feel ashamed about, Sam. We’re two consenting adults, enjoying life.

I frown. I don’t know. This just … it feels wrong. I mull on it. I just can’t put one and two together.

Would it help if I started calling you Princess from now on? he jokes.

I roll my eyes. Not helping.

You just don’t want to admit that you liked what we were doing and now you feel caught in the act.

No, I’m not!

He points at his face, circling around his cheeks. "I