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MORE THAN JUST SEX

Author: Lizzy Aik
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-19 23:43:45

Asher

“We might have fucked, but that doesn’t mean I have a right over you or anything.” She paused, her voice slightly trembling. “Whatever we had was just sex. Our relationship isn’t defined or anything. So no, I am not jealous.” She snapped the last part like a defense.

I smiled, leaning against the counter, watching her. She said she wasn’t jealous, but her body told a different story. From the moment she walked into the conference room and saw Elena flirting with me, she has been radiating that stiff, irritated energy, the kind she gives off when she’s trying too hard to act unaffected.

I could read her like an open file. Everytime she refused to meet my gaze said more than her words ever could, yet she couldn’t stop stealing glances when I wasn’t looking.

I pushed away from the counter and crossed the kitchen, taking a seat opposite her. She didn’t look up, just scrolled through her phone like I wasn’t even there.

“Since it’s been work and work since we got here,” I began,
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    LorettaAsher and I talked the entire way home, light teasing, shared laughter. He is dropping me off at my place after taking me out for dinner. After everything that had happened earlier in his office, we argued, then somehow ended up apologising to each other. I told him to stop trying to pry into my personal life, that whatever he wanted to know, he could just ask me. I did, however, avoid the debt conversation, mostly because I still didn’t have an answer for it.If we hadn’t been in the office earlier, I probably would have found out what makeup sex feels like. Still, our make-out session was insane. Asher assured me that one day soon, we will make good on that office fantasy.Thank God his office is soundproof, because I’m definitely a screamer.He reached for my hand, brushing his thumb across my knuckles.“You know,” he said quietly, “I’m going to miss you tonight.”I smiled faintly, turning to the window. “You will survive, Mr Prescott.”“I’m not so sure, Miss Astor.” His to

  • The Masked Stripper is my Wife.    A TASTE OF HER OWN MEDICINE

    AsherI walked into my office, slamming the door hard behind me. I have avoided this meeting with George for a very long time. However, as a savvy businessman who has managed to stay at the top for years, I have learnt to separate sentiment from business. His company’s performance in the tech sector was too good to ignore, that was the only reason I agreed to meet him.How dare he, in the middle of a meeting where I was struggling to tolerate his presence, bring up his mother?That woman is dead to me, I have no interest in seeing her, no desire to forgive her. I never want our paths to cross again. Anyone who thinks they can use her name to reach me clearly doesn’t know who they are dealing with.After all these years, she suddenly wants to reach out? The same woman who abandoned me, who left Dad broken after deceiving him and nearly destroying his life? If not for Grandma, we would have lost everything. The company and our reputation were hanging by a thread. I had to keep a very

  • The Masked Stripper is my Wife.    THE MEETING

    Loretta By the time the clock struck four, my stomach was in knots, I had spent the last hour double checking the documents Asher asked for, trying not to think about the man we were about to meet. His name alone makes my skin crawl, I wish I didn’t resume today to escape this meeting with his creepy ass. But there’s nothing he could do to me again, I am no longer his employee who he can intimidate. “Are the files ready?” Asher’s voice pulled me back to the present.“Yes, sir,” I replied quietly, straightening the stack in my hand.He gave a short nod and started towards the conference room while I followed behind him. George Owell was already there when we entered, seated comfortably like he owned the place. He stood when Asher walked in, his expression shifting from polite to stunned the moment his eyes landed on me.“Well, well,” he said with a mocking smile. “Loretta Astor, What are the odds? You are working here now?” His eyes swept over me with fake amusement. “Secretary, yo

  • The Masked Stripper is my Wife.    BACK TO WORK

    LorettaStepping back into the office after a few days off feels like I have been away forever. I hate to admit it, but I kind of missed being here. Maybe it’s just because I missed Asher.As soon as I walked out of the elevator and onto our floor, Logan met me halfway and pulled me into a hug like I had been gone for months.“What’s with the hug? Did you miss me that much?” I teased.“Of course I did. No one to bother me with early morning or lunch gossips,” he said, pulling back. “I called you all through last night, but you didn’t pick up.”“Well, since I was coming back to work today, I decided to sleep like a baby. I left my phone on DND,” I said, flipping my hair dramatically.“Well, if your phone wasn’t on DND, you would know Mr. Prescott is having a meeting with your old boss this afternoon,” he said sarcastically.I froze. “Wait, what? Mr Owell is coming here today?” Holy shit! The last thing I need is for him to show up and start talking about how I got fired from his comp

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  • The Masked Stripper is my Wife.    GET TO KNOW YOU

    LorettaThe car came to a stop, and I blinked at the view ahead. I hadn’t expected this, I thought we were heading back home. An open stretch of soft white sand, the calm sea just a few feet away, and dozens of golden lanterns swaying gently in the evening breeze.,“Asher…” I breathed out, my voice barely above a whisper. “ this is breathtaking, What is this place?” I marveled. He stepped around to open my door himself, a smile tugging at his lips. “A place I thought you would like, I wanted your short stay in Paris to be memorable, even though we are here for work.” A low table sits on the sand, covered with a white cloth and surrounded by soft brown cushions. Dozens of candles form a glowing circle around it, their light flickering warmly in the gentle breeze. Glass lanterns and bottles on the table add its aesthetic.I followed him toward the setup, my heels sinking slightly into the sand. The table was scattered with White roses, crystal glasses, and silver cutlery. A chilled

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