Contents ( 300)
- The Sin Trilogy
- Meghan March
- Contents
- Note From The Author
- Richer Than Sin
- About Richer Than Sin
- Prologue
- Lincoln
- One
- Lincoln
- Two
- Lincoln
- Three
- Whitney
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Whitney
- Eight
- Lincoln
- Nine
- Whitney
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Lincoln
- Fourteen
- Lincoln
- Fifteen
- Whitney
- Sixteen
- Whitney
- Seventeen
- Whitney
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Whitney
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Whitney
- Twenty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Two
- Whitney
- Thirty-Three
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Four
- Whitney
- Thirty-Five
- Whitney
- Thirty-Six
- Whitney
- Thirty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Nine
- Whitney
- Forty
- Whitney
- Forty-One
- Lincoln
- Forty-Two
- Whitney
- Forty-Three
- Whitney
- Forty-Four
- Whitney
- Forty-Five
- Lincoln
- Forty-Six
- Whitney
- Forty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Forty-Eight
- Whitney
- Forty-Nine
- Lincoln
- Fifty
- Whitney
- Fifty-One
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Two
- Whitney
- Fifty-Three
- Whitney
- Fifty-Four
- Lincoln
- Guilty As Sin
- About Guilty As Sin
- One
- Whitney
- Two
- Lincoln
- Three
- Whitney
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Whitney
- Eight
- Lincoln
- Nine
- Whitney
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Whitney
- Fourteen
- Whitney
- Fifteen
- Lincoln
- Sixteen
- Lincoln
- Seventeen
- Whitney
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Seven
- Whitney
- Twenty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Whitney
- Thirty-Two
- Whitney
- Thirty-Three
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Four
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Five
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Six
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Seven
- Whitney
- Thirty-Eight
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Nine
- Whitney
- Forty
- Lincoln
- Forty-One
- Whitney
- Forty-Two
- Lincoln
- Forty-Three
- Whitney
- Forty-Four
- Lincoln
- Forty-Five
- Whitney
- Forty-Six
- Lincoln
- Forty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Forty-Eight
- Whitney
- Forty-Nine
- Lincoln
- Fifty
- Whitney
- Fifty-One
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Two
- Whitney
- Fifty-Three
- Whitney
- Fifty-Four
- Lincoln
- Fifty-Five
- Whitney
- Reveling In Sin
- About Reveling in Sin
- One
- Whitney
- Two
- Whitney
- Three
- Lincoln
- Four
- Whitney
- Five
- Lincoln
- Six
- Whitney
- Seven
- Lincoln
- Eight
- Whitney
- Nine
- Lincoln
- Ten
- Whitney
- Eleven
- Lincoln
- Twelve
- Whitney
- Thirteen
- Lincoln
- Fourteen
- Whitney
- Fifteen
- Lincoln
- Sixteen
- Whitney
- Seventeen
- Lincoln
- Eighteen
- Whitney
- Nineteen
- Lincoln
- Twenty
- Whitney
- Twenty-One
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Two
- Whitney
- Twenty-Three
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Four
- Whitney
- Twenty-Five
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Six
- Whitney
- Twenty-Seven
- Lincoln
- Twenty-Eight
- Whitney
- Twenty-Nine
- Whitney
- Thirty
- Lincoln
- Thirty-One
- Whitney
- Thirty-Two
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Three
- Whitney
- Thirty-Four
- Lincoln
- Thirty-Five
- Whitney
My plan to take it slow is working. Lunch was good. She gave me an ultimatum about a date, but that doesn’t mean I can rush back to her room and push her up against the wall and take her the way I need to right now.
No. I can’t do that until I win back her trust.
I’m no stranger to persistence and perseverance. She deserves both and more from me, and she’ll get them.
But that doesn’t stop me from thinking of the suite I keep on the VIP floor for my own personal use. The press may still be camped outside my gate, and I don’t want to deal with them tonight. Getting in last night was like running the gauntlet.
It’s not like Whitney needs to know that I’m sleeping in the room beside hers. I can keep myself from stopping in front of her door and begging for what I really want from her.
I do have some self-control.
Except when it comes to her . . .
Twenty-Nine
Whitney
Karma and the girls joined us for dinner on the terrace but headed to bed shortly after, even though the girls begged for dessert and I could tell Jackie wanted them to stay. But they’re Karma’s kids, so she bit her tongue.
To be honest, I wasn’t sad to see the back of Karma because she spent half of dinner talking about how she couldn’t believe I didn’t go to my parents’ graves yesterday on the anniversary of their death. Did I feel shitty about it? Absolutely. Was there anything I could change about how yesterday went? No.
Jackie’s celebratory attitude faded as Karma hit me with jab after verbal jab, so as she left the table, I ordered two more bottles of champagne and every single dessert on the menu.
Splurging has never been the norm for me, even when I could afford it, but when it comes to making my aunt smile again tonight, I’m willing to do it.
When our majordomo knocks, I hop off the chair and head for the door. Before I can open it, a second knock comes, along with a high-pitched female voice.
“Housekeeping. You want mint for pillow?”
I know that voice instantly, even with her fake accent, and I whip open the door.
“Cricket! What are you doing here? I thought you were laying low at Hunter’s?”
She rushes in and wraps her arms around me. “And miss celebrating my mama’s new job? Hell no!”
Jackie jumps up from her seat on the terrace. “You came!”
“I’m the good kid. When Mom calls, I come running.”
Karma sticks her head out of the bedroom. “Keep it down. I have kids sleeping.”
We all roll our eyes, and Cricket flips the bird in her sister’s direction.
Thankfully, the majordomo arrives with dessert and champagne, and we close the doors to the terrace and restart our own little party.
“Hunter brought you?” Jackie asks.
“He sure did. Security is nuts here, even this late. They wouldn’t let us through the gate until Hunter showed both our IDs. Apparently, you have to be on some magic list or you’re shit out of luck.”