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~Elias~The rest of the workday passes in a haze of heightened awareness. Every time Alice enters the conference room, every time she hands me a revised budget ledger, the air between us feels thick, charged with the lingering heat of the morning. The untouchable executive partner who sat across from me in the afternoon briefing is the same woman who clung to my neck in the dark of my office, her breath hot against my mouth.I can barely focus on the documents in front of me. My mind keeps looping back to the feel of her waist under my hands, the moment when she told me not to stop, the certainty in her voice. God, I really want to hold on to it.It’s time to get off work after the long whole day. The main floor is slowly emptying out. I stand by the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, watching the twilight bleed over the city skyline, turning the glass skyscrapers into towering monoliths of amber and violet. I hear the familiar banging off her door, followed by the sound of her he
~Elias~I kiss her deeper, tasting the sweet vanilla on her tongue over and over until my head spins so fast I can barely think."Alice," I growl against her lips, breaking away for just a split second to look down at her dark eyes in the dim morning light. "I’m not letting you go. I’m done waiting, I’m done pretending you don't belong to me.""Don't," she whispers, her chest rising and falling fast under her jacket, her fingers locking tightly into the hair at the back of my neck to drag my mouth right back down to hers. "Please, Elias... just don't stop."I let out a low groan, completely losing my grip on my control. I wrap my hand firmly around her wrist and pull her away from the door, walking her across the dark office toward my big wooden desk. My boots hits heavily on the floor while her heels click fast to keep up with me. The moment her lower back hits the edge of the desk, I use my free arm to swipe everything off the top, sending the folders, and all the paperwork crashing
~Elias~I’m crazily in love with Alice. I mean the realization just keep getting wilder and wilder in my mind, my head, my brain. I spent the rest of the week thinking about her. I just couldn’t wait for Monday to come because now I’m not trying to work out anything. I am no longer hesitant. I love her. I am completely, utterly wrapped up in her, and I am done standing on the edge of the line, waiting for permission to step across.I arrive to work way more early at fifteen minutes past seven AM. The main floor is entirely dark, the rows of computers blank and silent under the fluorescent shadows. I don't even bother turning on the lights in my own room. I pull off my overcoat, tossing it onto the leather sofa, and stand in the center of the office, waiting, and waiting for her to arrive. I am restless. My pulse is ticking wildly in my neck, an aggressive surge of anticipation making it impossible to sit down. I walk to the door, cracking it open just a little bit, and I stand there
~Elias~I sip the hot coffee, staring out of the window in the early morning. The house is filled with sweet scent of maple syrup and freshly brewed coffee fills the morning air, a comforting backdrop to the quiet chatter in the kitchen. It’s Sunday. "She’s a runner."The deep, quiet voice cuts through my thoughts. I turn my head to see Ethan, Alice’s older brother, walking into the room. He’s dressed in a faded gray sweatshirt, his posture relaxed but his eyes completely focused as they lock onto me. There is an unmistakable shift in the air, the easy, chaotic energy of yesterday’s family barbecue has disappeared, replaced by something deliberate."Every Sunday morning, rain or shine, she used to go for three miles," Ethan continues, stepping up to the counter and pouring himself a cup of coffee. He doesn't look at me while he pours, but the tension in his broad shoulders is clear. "Lately, she hasn't been running as much. She’s been too tired. Too consumed by work."I lean my hips
~Elias~I have been staring at my phone in the last one hour. I’m not even enjoying the quietness that comes with the weekend. I move around the house, gripping onto my phone in my palm. It’s been five days since our lunch at the eatery—five days of a quiet, thrilling shift in the office where every shared glance felt like a match striking in the dark.But the weekend is here, and the empty space of my house is already starting to feel like it’s closing in on me.I stop pacing, take a deep breath, and press her name on the screen. The phone rings twice before her voice fills my ear, smooth and clear."Elias? Good morning.""Good morning, Alice," I say, my voice dropping into a deeper, rougher tone than I intend. I lean my hip against the edge of the kitchen counter, trying to sound casual. "I was wondering if you were free today. I wanted to take you out on a proper date."A brief, hesitant pause stretches over the line, and my chest tightens with a sharp prickle of anxiety."Oh. Elia
~Elias~Sienna’s words are still echoing in the quiet corridors of my mind, a necessary jolt that finally cleared the remaining fog from my head. I should go get my girl before some other guy steals her form me. Hearing it from Sienna didn't hurt. It didn't spark that old, familiar ache of longing. Instead, it felt like a door slamming shut on a past I had been clinging to out of habit, while the present—vibrant, beautiful, and terrifyingly fragile, is waiting for me just down the hall.I take a deep breath, adjusting the cuffs of my navy-blue blazer. My heart is hammering an entire storm of nerves exploding in my gut as I stop right outside the glass door. Through the clear pane, I see her. She’s staring intensely at her laptop screen, her eyebrows knitted together in absolute focus. She’s wearing a soft olive-green blouse today, her dark hair pinned up perfectly, leaving the elegant slope of her neck exposed. She looks incredible, but the rigid set of her shoulders tells me the t
~Sienna~My pussy glitters, shining in the soft light, my legs stretched out on either side of me and my hands resting helplessly by my sides. What I would give to deep my fingers in my pussy right now, but it still won’t be enough, it’s him I want. I want his cock in my pussy stretching my tight
~Sienna~My body shivers. My hands tremble as I try to bring out the house keys from my purse. Norman doesn’t say anything the whole time, his hand rests on my lower back, burning heat through the thin fabric of my dress. My stomach clenches with every breath, the tension between us hums like sta
~Sienna~ “Dad, what have you done to Sienna? Look how frightened she looks.” Nova rushes to my side. My shoulders sags with relief, my eyes closing briefly. “Sienna?” She whispers. I smile, shaking my head. “I’m fine. Nothing happened.” But she doesn’t believe me, I can tell by the way
~Sienna~My red heels taps against the marble floor, the tight fabric of my suit brushing against my skin. I don’t need to keep saying this is wrong anymore, I’ve lost counts of how many times I told myself that in the mirror before leaving the house this morning. So now I’ve accept that I’m hea







