MasukChapter 105Eleanor's POV He couldn't wait. One hard thrust and he was buried inside me to the hilt, stretching me open over the polished wood of his desk. I bit down on a moan as he started fucking me in deep, relentless strokes, the wet sound of it obscenely loud in the quiet office. His hand clamped over my mouth, muffling every broken sound that tried to escape.“Quiet,” he ordered against my ear, voice rough. “Anyone could walk by.”I nodded frantically, eyes squeezing shut as he drove into me harder. The angle was brutal and perfect. Every thrust forced me up onto my toes, my palms sliding on the desk. He kept one hand sealed over my mouth and used the other to grip my hip, pulling me back to meet every stroke. The pressure built fast, sharp and overwhelming. When the orgasm hit, my whole body locked up. I came hard around him, crying out against his palm while he fucked me through it, never slowing down. A knock sounded at the door.I froze. Adrian didn’t.“Come in,” he cal
Chapter 104Eleanor's POV I didn’t hesitate. I climbed over him, knees bracketing his hips, and reached down to guide the thick head of his cock to my entrance. I was still soaked from his mouth and the earlier orgasm, so he slid in easily one long, stretching push that forced a broken moan from my throat. Adrian’s hands clamped onto my waist as I sank all the way down until he was buried to the hilt, filling me so completely I had to breathe through the pressure.Then I started to move.I rolled my hips in slow, deliberate circles, twisting my waist so that every grind dragged him against the most sensitive places inside me. The wet sound of it filled the quiet room. His cock felt impossibly thick from this angle, the ridge of the head rubbing exactly where I needed it with every rotation. Adrian’s head tipped back against the pillows, a low, rough growl vibrating in his chest.“Fuck…just like that,” he rasped, fingers digging into my hips hard enough to bruise.I braced my hands
Chapter 103Eleanor's POV The woman in the silk robe stood there like she owned every inch of the house. My first instinct was pure flight—turn around, get in the car, and drive until the humiliation stopped burning under my skin. Instead I forced my spine straight, lifted my chin, and kept my voice even.“I’m here to see Adrian.”Her eyebrow arched, cool and precise. “Mr. Harris,” she corrected. Then she stepped aside and called over her shoulder in a sweet, practiced tone, “Honey, are you expecting someone?”Adrian appeared from the hallway a moment later, dressed in dark jeans and a black button-down, looking completely normal. Completely unbothered. Like this was just another Saturday.“Yes,” he said, voice steady. “She’s the new girl. She’ll be cleaning the house today.”I stared at him. He met my eyes for half a second and gave the smallest, almost invisible nod. Play along.The womans name was pauline, she introduced herself with a polite smile that never reached her eyes,led
Chapter 102Eleanor's POV His mouth crashed back onto mine before I could answer. The kiss was deeper this time—hungry, claiming, almost punishing. Adrian’s hands slid under the hem of my dress, pushing the fabric up my thighs until cool air touched the soaked lace between my legs. He groaned against my lips when his fingers found how wet I already was.“Fuck,” he muttered. “You’ve been like this since the restroom, haven’t you?”I could only nod. He ripped the underwear down my legs in one rough motion and lifted me like I weighed nothing. My back hit the wall again. He hooked one of my knees over his arm, opening me wide, and rubbed the thick, hot head of his cock through my folds, smearing my wetness over himself. Every slow drag made my stomach clench.“Tell me you want it,” he ordered, voice rough against my mouth.“I want it,” I whispered. “Please…Adrian…”He pushed inside in one slow, relentless thrust. The stretch burned so good I cried out, head falling back against the wa
Chapter 101Eleanor's POV The house felt quieter than usual when I stepped inside. Dad was in the living room, still in his suit from the ceremony, a glass of whiskey in his hand. The moment he saw me, his expression shifted from tired pride to something sharper.“Eleanor.” He set the glass down. “I saw you talking with Mr. Harris after the speeches alone. By the windows.”My stomach tightened. I kept my voice steady. “He asked about my degree. I told him I want to start a consulting firm for new graduates. That’s all.”I didn't tell him everything. The way his eyes had dragged over me. The business card burning a hole in my clutch. Everything that mattered.Dad’s jaw worked. He looked older under the soft light. “Be careful with him. Adrian Harris doesn’t keep his hands to himself. Not at the office, not anywhere. Women are… temporary for him. I don’t want you becoming one of them.”“I understand,” I said quietly. “I won’t do anything stupid.”But the second I closed my bedroom door
Chapter 100Eleanor's POVThe mirror reflected a version of me I barely recognized. I graduated two months ago and i noticed I've grown so much. I wore a black bodycon dress that clung to every curve of my hourglass figure. The fabric hugged my waist, flared just enough over my hips, and dipped low enough at the neckline to make my pulse skip. I smoothed my hands down the sides, heart thudding.Dad invited me for his promotion ceremony. Mr. Lucian’s big night. He had called me three times already, voice bright with pride, asking if I was coming. Of course I was coming. I lived with him, after all. Had chosen him when everything fell apart eight years ago.I was sixteen when my parents got divorced and I choosed to stay with my dad. My mom moved to another city but still loved me from a distance. My dad never made me feel like a burden. Tonight was his night, and I would be there looking like I belonged in that luxury hall.I slipped on black heels, checked my lipstick one last time,







