LOGINWelcome to the world of forbidden fantasies. Ryan Parker 35 year old, CEO of the Parker industries, cold hearted, ruthless and reversed. The name that could shake the entire business world. His aim was never to chase love. He hunted for dominance and power. He only made one mistake in his life, hiring the daughter of his best friend, Alina. She was innocent, that had captured his mind since the first time she walked into his office. Alina Spenser 18 year old, sweet, Assistant to Mr Ryan Parker. She had a crush on Mr Parker the first time she met in teens. He was her father's best friend, the man her father talks about. With a sharp jawline and commanding voice he made her burn in places she doesn't understand. But the time blurred and he vanished from their lives without a warning, swallowed by the hunger of building business and ambition. She moved on, at least that's what she thought, only writing her small crush in her diary. Until one day he came back to her father’s funeral. And everything has changed since then.
View MoreHer pov I pushed his body to the lift towards his room. “Where are the keys?” I asked, breathing unsteady. He smiled but didn't reply. My jaw tightened. He loves to test my patience. “Keys,” I asked. No response. I closed my eyes, and reached into his pockets. There it was. I froze for a second. His warm lips touched my cheeks and I felt the hardness of his shaft against my fingers. The air thickened, changed into something deeper, darker, that I didn’t expect. My cheeks turned hot red. I immediately tore out the keys from his pocket, hands trembling and forced myself to focus on opening the gate. The gate clicked open. I pushed his body inside his room, and he collapsed onto the bed. I looked at his beautiful features perfectly aligned, perfectly made with perfection. In sleep, he looked gentler, calmer, almost breakable. It was the only time he wasn’t terrifying, but still had an intimidating vibe. I sat on his bed, and touched his face. This face had made me awake for yea
Ryan pov “One glass of bourbon,” I told the bartender. My mind kept replaying the scene like a live movie that I couldn’t turn off. Alina was smiling, laughing with another man that wasn’t me. Heat flared under my skin; I hated that man for looking at her. I wanted to kill him instantly, but first she needed to learn her lesson. I had already warned her what's coming for her. It would be more dangerous than she was thinking, worse than her imagination. I am not a sweet talker, I talk with authority. I command. “Drinking alone, handsome,” a voice purred, breaking my thoughts. A girl leaned close, fingers shimming my trousers, eyes hooded as she offered herself in a practised smile. She bent forward, showing me her cleavage. “Not interested,” I pushed her away. No other woman had ever charmed me, affected me like Alina. From the first day she entered my office she had locked my mind and refused to leave. The girl left with a sulky laugh and I couldn't stop myself from drinking
Alina pov I woke up to the noise of a pilot that was about to land. I looked outside the window. I was so excited and happy to visit the city of dreams with the man of my dreams. He was sitting beside me, still working on his laptop. “Awake,” Mr Parker asked, his voice low, almost a growl. Heat rose to my cheek, as I nodded my head. I immediately stood up, trying to adjust my dress with trembling fingers. I shouldn't wear this dress. The temperature was low, bringing goosebumps on my body. “Let’s go,” he said and I followed his lead. We got out of the plane and the driver was already waiting for us. He took our luggage and we slit into the car. The silence was thick– the only sound was his typing on his phone. I sat still, putting my hands on either side of my legs, holding the folder tightly in my arms. I didn't want to look into his direction. “Do you want something, Ms Easton,” He asked, without looking up. I shook my head, turning my gaze to the window. The city was
Alina pov New York city had always been on my bucket list– a dream wrapped in chaotic roads, and the endless crossroads. The city where the billboard was the talk of the town, crawling in the sky. I wanted to visit for a long time but after my dad passed away we didn't go for a single trip. At night I couldn't sleep all along, as it was my first trip to the places of my dreams and we have a flight to board the next day. I packed all my clothes, talked endlessly with my friends who were happy to know that I could spend some moments with the man of my wet dreams. I was blushing hard, thinking about it. The next morning, I didn’t need an alarm clock—or my mother’s voice cutting through sleep—I was already awake, long before the sun. I quickly took a warm shower and went downstairs. My mother was asleep on the floor, the thick smell of beer soaked in the air. I quietly lifted her onto the sofa and made my breakfast. She woke up, her eyes dull, but she still smiled at me. “Good mornin






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