1 Drake and Stella, the beginning.
Drake pov...
Drake Palmer was not a gambling man. As COO of his family's multimillion dollar company, he made his living selling the sure thing, corporate insurance.
But...after last night, he would bet on a girl.
The 22 year old bachelor would bet his life that the birthday girl, newly 18 year old Stella Miller did it on purpose.
She purposely avoided telling him who she was.
She purposely wore a little black dress that revealed so much of her long legs, she purposely left her panties at his house last night.
He grinned remembering last night. His first night with that witch, she cast her little spell on him.
He told himself that he wouldn't get caught though, he wouldn't be so dumb, he was after all, a well known womanizer.
For some reason though, he lost control with this one, it was too quick.
She whispered to him that it was her first time.
That right there... that's what sent him over the edge, made him a bit too excited.
He would see her again, but he would make her come to him, he would be patient, he was in control here.
Drank ran to catch up with his cousin Sam, they were golfing this morning. He was losing badly.......
Drakes 4 cousins would find out for themselves about her little witchy ways.
The way Stella could silently wind her way around their hearts, making them feel like she was the only one for them.
This is a story about a lonely girl named Stella Miller, and how this girl grew into a special woman that fell in love with all 5 men.
She was not like other women, she was Stella, an American heiress.
How it all started....
Stella Miller's parents, Leslie and Baron Miller raised three boys.
Stella was the baby, she grew up in the shadow of those boys and so, she dressed as they did.
Tonight, Tom boy Stella was going out. She was celebrating.
Her family didn't even remember that it was her birthday.
Stella wanted some excitement, she was ready to be an adult, a female adult.
" Okay mom, what's in your closet?" She went to her mother's room looking for a statement outfit.
Her parents worked long hours. Her father was an architect, her mother an interior designer, they were at work now.
Stella was home alone most of the evenings.
When her parents actually came home, they fought bitterly.
Stella wasn't sure why they fought, but they got real quiet when she asked questions about it.
" Okay white or black?" She tried on several of her mother's expensive designer dresses and settled on a little black dress with sparkles, it said Chanel.
Of course that didn't mean anything to a Tom boy.
Looking into the full length mirror she pushed her cleavage up and tucked everything in.
She was used to hiding her boobs under those loose shirts.
I look like a woman!
She giggled, then spun around she really liked what she saw.
Her phone rang. "Hey meet us at the usual spot," said one of her two friends from high school.
They were both named Jennifer.
" Stella, dress nice for a change. There might be boys here tonight." Jennifer told her, knowing her taste in clothing sucked.
Stella was done being a Tom boy, her three older brothers had basically treated her like the family dog.
She was just there, they never really played with her as their playmate or sister. She was just a pain to them.
She spent her time annoying them by following them around, trying to be like them. Dressing like them.
Now she was sneaking out to meet her friends, she looked very unexpectedly, well... sexy.
She had long legs and a thin waist that met perfectly with her bony hips and tight butt.
There was an effortlessness to her. She was simply born this way.
She was a natural beauty with long brown hair and green eyes.
She would never hide a body like that ever again, so she said.
There was no make up involved, she wasn't brave enough for that yet. She didn't need it.
Stella's eyes widened.
She covered her mouth to stifle a giggle, seeing herself all glammed up, a real woman tonight.
She knew her friends would be shocked seeing her transformation.
I'm not sitting here all alone tonight. I'm ready for some excitment, I want to feel a man's kiss, be loved, love someone back.
She had no one to stop her now. She decided she was done with all of that childish boy stuff.
I want to be where people are, to find a guy and flirt a little, like some real excitement.
Stella used her mother's most expensive perfume.
Valentino, ooh smells very nice.
She saw her mother spray it into the air and then step into it. She mimicked her mother.
Okay, I'm ready to celebrate tonight, she took one last look in the mirror. Here goes nothing!
She felt strangly confident in her looks, it was something that she only read about in those romance novels that she loved.
Stella took her father's old ford truck and carefully backed out of the driveway.
Her father had warned her not to leave the house.
" Don't you dare drive that truck, I will know if you do, stay home tonight Stella." He told her.
She didn't even think about taking the truck out until he told her not to do it.
She bravely drove to the local diner.
She looked around then saw her two friends, Jennifer and Jennifer(Jenn).
" Hey, you look nice Stella." said Jenn. "OMG, who are you?" the other Jennifer said.
Both covered their mouths in excitment. " Unbelievable!"
Stella scooted into the booth and ordered a coffee.
" Well, I think now that I'm 18, I should look like a woman." She looked down and brushed a hair off of her borrowed dress.
Jennifer smiled."You clean up nicely, but... I dare you to pick up a guy tonight."
Stella frowned. " I never pick up guys, unless it's a relative, one of my brothers."
They all laughed.
Stella tapped her finger on her coffee cup nervously.
" Do you think I blew my chances with Ben Stark by dressing like a guy all these years?" She said.
Jenn shook her head," He doesn't date any of the girls in our class."
Jennifer was distracted, she saw a man walk in, he was holding a brief case.
Every eye turned to see the tall, blond and very handsome guy enter through the front door. A little bell rang announcing his arrival.
An angel just arrived, Stella thought, seeing him.
He was wearing a well fitting Armani suit and tie. He came in and sat down at a table nearby.
" Hey, isn't that your brother David's friend Drake?" asked Jennifer.
Jenn turned her head. " Oh my what a sweet honey badger."
Stella giggled.
Jenn whispered, "Stella...go say hello to him."
Stella shook her head. "He's out of my league, probably laugh seeing me. I'm just a little twerp to him."
Drake saw the girls sitting at the table across from him, they were making enough noise.
He took a double take, seeing a sexy brunette in a little black Chanel dress.
He put down his cocktail and made an excuse to go and talk to the woman.
Jennifer gasped," He's coming over, OMG."
Stella looked right at him. She recognized those blue eyes and long lashes. He was still so very handsome.
" Hey ladies, you gals new around here?" He grinned at Stella. She thought he was teasing her.
She stood up to tell him off. Her dress came up too.
She nervously grabbed the short hem and yanked it down, ripping it as she pulled it. She winced.
Mom's going to kill me.
He smiled. "Can I buy you a drink?"
You sexy little thing you, he thought.
Stella was shocked," Okay, if you want to." She didn't realize that he had no clue who she was.
Since she was turning 18 today. He was 22? she guessed.
The two Jennifer's giggled and covered their mouths.
Stella looked back at them frowning and held up her finger to her neck making a slashing motion.
Drake pulled out a chair for her.
She sat down.
" What's your pleasure? Wine or something stronger?" He asked her.
She said,"I'll have a coffee please."
" So, are you just visiting or do you plan to stick around?" She asked him.
He sipped his whiskey. " I'm living nearby. How bout you?" He asked her.
"Oh, I'm still going to school, you know student life."She said.
He realized she must be younger than he first thought. College girl then.
He offered her dinner. She declined.
" Well, why don't we go back to my place and talk?" He asked her.
Stella was very much infatuated by this man.
He was her crush forever.
She nodded. He stood up and took her hand and led her to his fancy car.
She winked at the two Jennifer's on her way out.
They made lewd gestures to her as she walked by, she smiled and stuck her tongue out at them.
Drake opened the car door for her. She pulled her short dress down as she sat in his car, trying to cover her upper thighs. Drake stared at them.
He flipped a switch. " Italian leather, heated seats ..incase you start to feel warm, down there...you know." He grinned.
She was feeling all sorts of warm.