5lovely children, trying to persuade me into doing his will. I got sick. Itwas tragic but I didn't have the energy to talk to him anymore. So I stoppe...talking to him completely. My career was at its peak and nothing was stoppingme, least of all Jack's 16 th century chauvinism. The last straw came after a long day with a bimbo secretary, pissed-off clientsand the boss who just could not keep his eyeballs out of my cleavage. All Iwanted was to get undressed and hit the bed when Jack launched into. When the news hits about Eric Veneble’s parentage I want to see the looks on their faces. Besides, I need to know if I’m living next door to a multimillionaire or just a plain old millionaire.”Corbly’s magical football season ended the following day against Cedar Grove. It was a close game but Cedar Grove was simply a much better team than the Conquistadors.Basketball season had already begun and Brock had fielded questions from the coach about playing. He’d played on the freshman team at. " "But only on one condition." I answered, smiling at her."And that is?" She asked."You will have to beg me to marry you." I stated flatly."Marry you?" I don't think we should." "I mean." "You know very well why we shouldn't get married." "Why we can't get married." She stammered. "It's impossible."Marry me." I asked."We can't. We shouldn't." "Oh my God." Alice said."Marry me." I repeated. "It's the only way you are going to get a baby."She sat there for a good ten minutes. Long enough for me. Indeed, I was dreaming. Dreaming to be awake. I got up, wearing just my underwear. I walked slowly through the corridors, till the living room. There, I froze.Someone else was there. A black boy, who was turning his back on me. He was wearing only a loincloth, and washing the floor. And I knew (you know what dreams are like) he was a slave. My slave.I watched him for a while, until he noticed my presence. He stood up, lowering his eyes. He was about 20 y.o., taller than me, muscular, very.