LOGINHe was gentle with his hands. Too gentle. And maybe it was because of his wounds, but Harvey moved like he was afraid of something. She felt it in the way he held her hip. It was firm enough to show he wanted this, yet loose enough to let go. Her lips were warm, a sharp contrast to the metallic taste on the side of his. She dug her hands into his hair and pulled him close, relentless as he pressed back into her. “Harvey,” she whispered in his mouth, but he kissed her quiet. His right hand stayed on her hips. The other slipped underneath the hem of her dress and brushed against the aroused peak of her breasts. A breathless moan escaped her lips. She tried to get closer, but Harvey flinched, his right hand going briefly to his ribs. He drew back from the kiss and rested his forehead against hers, eyes closed. “Do you trust me?” He asked. Chloe nodded. He got up slowly, favoring his right side, and lifted her onto the table. The surface was cold through her dress. He parted he
As Chloe followed Harvey down the hallway to his office, her heart refused to settle.She had never been called in like this before. Not by him. Harvey barely ever raised his voice at anyone. Yet the closer they got to his office, the more she feared he would. He didn't say it often, but she knew Harvey trusted her more than his own daughter. And that knowledge made it only worse.She could have stopped the party, but she didn't. Because somewhere along the line, she'd told herself it would be harmless. “Close the door behind you.”Harvey's voice was low and strained.Chloe obeyed, pushing the door shut with a soft click. When she turned, she froze at the sight of him.Harvey had his back to her, shrugging out of his shirt. Her breath caught. But then he turned, and her heart dropped to her stomach.There was a thick bandage wrapped around his side. It was stained through with blood that Chloe wondered how his shirt had remained clean.“You’re hurt,” she whispered, rushing forward
Chloe dashed up the stairs as fast as her little feet could carry her. Her heart raced as she swerved through the crowd of people.Down in the living room, the music continued to play, loud and careless, with no one controlling it.The hallway was quiet. They had restricted the party to just the swimming pool and the four corners of the rooms downstairs.Regardless, there were a few couples lurking around the hallways with their tongues buried in each other's mouths.“Rachel!” Chloe called, her voice sharp and loud.She didn't get a response. But on getting close to her room, Chloe found its door slightly open. “Must run in the family,” she whispered and pushed it open.Rachel stood at the edge of the bed. She was alive, but shaken. A guy stood in front of her; it was her boyfriend. But something about how close he was standing to her felt different. His hand was on her wrist, his grip visibly tightening as Rachel tried to wriggle herself free.“Let go of me,” Rachel snapped again.“
Chloe spent the rest of the day getting to know Harvey’s staff and attending meetings by his side. It was exhausting, a life moving faster than anything she was familiar with. The constant pleasantries, the polite smiles, the kind words and the constant lustful stare she got from a member of the company board. By the time they got home, she was exhausted and only wanted to fall onto her bed and surrender to the sweet embrace of sleep. She stepped into the house first, slipping off her heels at the door. Her body ached in places she had never thought possible, and this was only her first day. Harvey walked in shortly after her, his phone pressed to his ear. He had been on the call since they left the office, but only now dropped it when Rachel's voice came from the living room. “No business calls, Dad!” He let out a breath and tucked his phone back in his pocket. Rachel appeared a second later, beaming with contagious brightness, as always. She wrapped her arms around Harvey,
Chloe stood in front of the door to Harvey's office. Her palms were sweating, and her toes curled inside her shoes.For the fourth time since she got there, she raised a hard to knock on the door, and this time she did. The knock was soft, but loud enough to announce her presence.The secretary's desk outside his office was empty. Misfiled documents were littered across the surface of the table, and an untouched cup of coffee sat there, forgotten beside them.“Come in,” she heard his voice from inside the office.She stepped in, took a few steps forward until she stood across from him, the table being the only barrier between them.Harvey didn't look up to her. He was head buried in work, his table in more mess than that which belonged to his secretary. He lifted papers carefully from the table, eyes scanning for something surely important, and when he couldn't find it, he tossed the documents back on his table and slumped into his chair.Chloe watched as he took a moment to gather hi
It was eight in the morning, and Harvey and the girls sat at the dining table for breakfast in an uncomfortable silence.Chloe kept her eyes on her plate, spreading jam over a slice of bread she wouldn't eat. Harvey had the morning paper spread open before him, and had barely touched his food.Rachel, on the other hand, had been scrolling through her phone but could no longer bear the weight of the silence.She slowly looked up, her eyes moving from her father to Chloe. She set her phone done and folded her arms. “What's going on with the two of you?”Chloe nearly choked on her coffee. “Nothing,” she responded quickly, then added, “What are you talking about?”Rachel picked up her fork and gestured between the both of them. “This tension. You haven't said a word to each other since Tuesday.”Chloe swallowed. “There's no tension,” she responded. “We've just had nothing to talk about.”Harvey turned a page of the paper without looking up. “Rachel, eat your breakfast.”She glared at her
Harvey stood by the door, and for a split second, neither of them moved. He should have knocked, but instinct had overridden his etiquette. His instinct to protect her, and make sure she was in no form of danger. Chloe scrambled up, yanking the sheets tangled at her feet up to her chest. “Harve
Rachel stepped fully into the dining room, excitement radiating off her like something contagious.“Dad, you're home early.”Chloe had already retaken her seat by the time she came in. Her hands rested too neatly in her laps.Rachel didn't notice the stiffness. She crossed the room and leaned down
Around noon, Rachel went out with a group of friends to see a movie. Chloe declined their invitation, blaming it on a headache and a need to settle into her new surroundings.She simply wanted to be alone. And she hadn't expected to see him until dinner. But an hour later, she heard the unmistakabl
Eyes rolled and fighting back tears, Chloe could feel his tongue working wonders with his head buried underneath her dress. Her legs shook uncontrollably gently, as she moaned ever so hard, but he didn't stop. His hands cupped her breasts for support as he continued to move his tongue between her







