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THE MEETING
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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
The Masked Stripper is my Wife. HALF BROTHER
AsherThe office feels strangely empty without Loretta. I have gotten so used to having her around that I keep glancing at her corner, even though I know she isn’t there. It’s been two days since we got back from Paris, and I can’t stop thinking about her. She’s been distant ever since that night I took her to dinner. The flight back to New York was quiet and even more cold. Every time I tried to talk to her, she answered in that clipped, professional tone, like we were back to being strangers again.Ever since the night I told Loretta that I had my PI look into her, things haven’t been the same. She didn’t take it well, told me to fuck off and got angry that I invaded her privacy. I can’t blame her for being upset, but I have never been the kind of man to take risks without knowing who I am dealing with. Whether it’s business or personal, I need to protect my reputation. I don’t like surprises.Still, my PI didn’t find much, nothing about her marriage, if she hadn’t mentioned it he
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
The Masked Stripper is my Wife. MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE.
Loretta Our car stopped in front of the restaurant, it looked quite flashy and beautiful, with warm lights spilling through the glass doors and a soft hum of music coming from inside. It was breathtaking and I know it would cost a fortune to eat here. “Asher…” I breathed, my voice catching before I could stop it. “This place looks like it costs more than my entire existence.”He only smirked, stepping out first and offering his hand. “A beautiful restaurant for a beautiful young lady. I rolled my eyes but took his hand anyway,The hostess smiled as soon as she saw us, but before she could say a word, Asher simply said, “We will take the terrace.”Her eyes widened. “Mr Prescott, as you requested, the floor has been cleared. You won’t be disturbed.”Cleared, I blinked as we stepped out onto the open terrace, and it hit me, there was no one else, Just us, a candlelit table draped in white silk, a violinist softly playing somewhere out of sight, and the twinkling city stretched out be
The Masked Stripper is my Wife. MORE THAN JUST SEX
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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