Novels by O.B ESTHER

Elena’s POV“Elena?”My mother’s soft voice broke through my thoughts. She touched my arm in concern. “Is something wrong, honey?”“Not at all.”The smile I gave felt contrived. Adrian seemed completely unaffected, as though we were strangers.He gave me a small smile. “Finally, nice to meet you, Elena. Your mother told me a lot about you.” I smiled sheepishly , feeling awkward. “Nice to meet you, too,” as I shook his hand. I only hoped it didn’t feel as clammy as it did.Victoria smiled, unaware of the chaos in my head. “Good. Now that we all have proper introductions, before the food gets cold, let’s head for dinner.”She took Adrian by the arm and led him into the dining room, like a girl presenting her first date. I followed her, my brain trying to unravel the crazy coincidences. The dinner was perfect. My mom had worked hard , too bad it was for a man who bent her daughter over and fucked her.He pulled a chair for my mother, then for me.My mother started talking after I b

Elena’s POV I nearly dropped my phone when I heard the dread in the maid's voice."Miss Elena, you need to come home now! Your mother just fainted!" The maid panicked, sending a chill down my spine. "What?" I stood straight, ignoring the people and the passion, heart racing . ""What do you mean she fainted? How? She was fine earlier. We-we spoke this morning!” "I don't know, miss. Please come quickly, I don't know what to do!" The maid kept panicking. The line went dead before I could ask anything more.I stood for a moment, shock. My mom? Fainting? Did not add up. Very fit. Jogged each morning, ate healthy food, avoided sugar. She was as fit as a horse. But thought the maid's voice sounded real. What could have changed from the moment we spoke to now? I grabbed my purse and started walking out. I heard people mumbling behind me. Ryan called out, sounding unsure."Elena, wait—"I turned back to Ryan and Mia, who stood there looking guilty. I gave them a cold smile. ""Don't l

Elena's POV "Take a seat, Miss Morgan." He said.I sat down, but my head spun around.He was calm, focused, and detached-like we were complete strangers.“Let us proceed," he said, turning over his file on the desk.I sat up straight in my chair,deciding to also play dumb. Maybe he really didn't care. Men like him, after all, probably had women throwing themselves at them all the time."The position you are applying for is that of my personal assistant," he said, looking through my resume for a moment. "It is a challenging position. Long hours, lots of travel, and complete confidentiality are involved. Do you think you can handle that sort of challenge, Miss Morgan?"“Yes," I said quickly, "I can handle it."I was trying to think about the question and not the fact that I had seen this man naked less than twenty-four hours ago.He looked at me for a brief moment, and it made me nervous. I shifted slightly in my seat.He asked a few questions — about scheduling, about dealing with sen

Elena’s POV“What the hell.” I groaned as I opened my eyes. “Where am I?” I mumbled, trying to recognize the strange chandelier. Slowly, the events of the previous night haunted my mind. I remembered too much, and regret washed over me. God, what had I done?I facepalmed myself and squeezed my eyes shut hoping the cringe would away. Something like that had never happened before. I had never had a one night stand!“What have I done?” I mumbled under my morning breath which stank.The sound of the water running in the hotel’s bathroom reminded me the man was still here.Of course he was! I am the guest here. I needed to escape before he stepped out, saw me and the whole thing becomes even more awkward. I wobbled out of bed and started looking around for my clothes. The dress, half buried under the bed, the bra on a chair, and the heels were near the door. Everything in the bore the scent of his cologne mixed with booze. I dressed hurriedly, not even bothering with my hair. My hands

Elena’s POV.“Where is it?” I hissed as I searched my handbag for my keys when a thought hit me.“I must have left it at Ryan’s place, since I slept at his place and went to the office from there.” I mumbled So I turned round and got back into the car, driving over to my boyfriend’s house.“Thank God he is at home.” I said as I parked my car at the side of the road and run-walked to his front door which surprisingly was locked.“But his car is here!” I said as I decided to use the back door The back door was unlocked, thank God. The moment I entered into the living room, the rhythm of some low sweet thumping was beating within my ears, married with gasps and moans that made my stomach twisted. What the hell? Heart pounding as I moved forward, keeping low behind the half-wall separating dining area from the couch. I could see it perfectly from there, but the angle hid me perfectly. And there they were, Ryan my boyfriend for two years, balls-deep in Mia, my best fucking friend sinc