AVAI was about to leave her room when I caught sight of it— Lena’s laundry basket, it wasn't where she always kept it so I carried it to place it at its usual spot but then I saw them.Black lace, it was barely there, crumpled near the top of the pile. Lena's panties. It seemed like they were the ones she'd worn yesterday.My fingers twitched.“Don't,” I whispered to myself, but my hands didn't listen.I lifted them carefully, like they might burn me. The fabric was soft, I took a whiff and immediately caught her scent. It was musky and sweet.My breath hitched.“Fuck.”Before I could stop myself, I brought it to my face again.“Ava, what the hell are you doing?” I asked myself but I didn't answer. Not when Lena's smell was filling my lungs, making my head spin. I inhaled deeper, my free hand sliding down my stomach to my pussy.In my head, she was here.“Ava,” she'd whisper, watching me with those dark eyes. “You like my smell?”I moaned, my hips jerking.“Yes.”“Want more?”“God,
AVAThe call ended. Yet again. I tossed my phone onto the couch, watching it bounce against the cushions before landing face down. That was the fourth time I'd tried calling Lena in the past hour. The fucking fourth time it went straight to voicemail. ‘You've reached Lena! Leave a—’I'd memorized the damn message by now. The apartment was too quiet without her. Too clean and empty. I paced the living room, running my hands through my hair before flopping back onto the couch with a groan. “I'm sure that she's with him.”The thought burned like acid in my stomach. Adrian Knight—with his stupid perfect jawline and his stupid expensive suits and his stupid way of looking at Lena like she'd hung the damn moon. My phone buzzed and I immediately lunged for it. I sighed when I saw that it wasn't Lena. Mike's name flashed across the screen. “Movie night. Our place. Bring wine.”I stared at the message for a long moment before typing back. “I'll be there in 20.”Maybe some company w
ADRIAN“Uh…huh, but before you show me what else you've learnt, I need to return the favor.” I responded, lifting her up and taking her to the room.“Heyy… I can walk.” She exclaimed, laughing loudly.“Quiet now! We wouldn't want Nova to wake up, would we?” I murmured.She pressed her finger on her lips and grinned as I placed her on the bed softly. I started to take off her clothes and she arched into my touch. My thumb brushed over her nipple then she grabbed my other hand and dragged it to her other breast.Her jeans were off in seconds, tossed somewhere behind me. I took my time with her after that—nipping, licking, savoring the way her breath hitched when I dragged my teeth over her hipbone.Lena's back arched off the bed as my tongue dragged up her slit—slow, torturous, just to hear her whimper. Her hands fisted in my hair, yanking hard enough to sting, but fuck if that didn't just make me harder.“Adrian…” Her voice was ragged, thighs trembling where I'd pinned them ope;n. “Sto
LENANova's breathing had finally evened out, her tiny fingers still clutching the stuffed dragon I'd tucked under her arm. I smoothed her wild curls back from her forehead, pressing a kiss there before slipping silently from the room.I found Adrian in the living room, standing at the windows with a glass of whiskey in hand. The tension rolled off him in waves, his shoulders were rigid beneath his dress shirt. Evelyn's perfume still lingered in the air, that fucking made my stomach twist. “She's asleep,” I said softly. Adrian didn't turn. “Good.”The single word was tight with barely restrained anger. I hesitated, then crossed the room, stopping just behind him.“Do you want to talk about it?”He barked a humorless laugh. “What's there to talk about? It's just Evelyn being Evelyn.”I reached out, my fingers brushing his arm. He flinched, but didn't pull away. “Adrian…”He turned suddenly, his eyes dark with something raw and unfiltered. “Do you know what she said to me the day
EVELYNThe clock on my office wall ticked louder than usual today. Each second stretched like taffy, pulling my patience thinner.I swirled the last of my bourbon in the crystal glass, watching the amber liquid cling to the sides before throwing it into my mouth. The burn did nothing to dull the irritation crawling under my skin. It was Adrian. Always Adrian. I slammed the glass down, the sharp crack echoing through the empty office. Emma peeked in, her ever-present notepad in hand. “Ms. Grant? Your three o'clock meeting is—”“Cancel it.” I didn't look up as I grabbed my coat. “I'm going out.”Emma hesitated. “There's also the—”“I said cancel it. Cancel everything!” I responded, my voice cold as ice. She flinched, nodding quickly before dashing out. Good. At least someone still knew their place. I decided to go to Adrian's apartment. This week was Nova's scheduled stay with him—the perfect excuse to drop by unannounced. Maybe we'd finally have that conversation he'd been av
LENAI hated AdrianI hated how he made me feel, how I always just gave in to him, how he always knew what to say to make everything feel better. I hated myself more, for always succumbing to him without as much as a fight.“Are you listening to me?” Adrian said, snapping his fingers in front of my face.“What?” I asked.“I said, let me take you out to make it up to you.” He smiled, pulling a strand of my hair from my face to behind my ears.“Ummm…I don't…”He cut me short. “I insist, please, kitten.”Then he led me to his car and smiled as he opened his door for me.“What are you doing? People might see.” I whispered.“It's late, I don't think anyone is around.” He responded and pulled me softly into his car.He sat down beside me and I watched his profile as the sunrays caressed his skin— his sharp jawline, the way his fingers tapped rhythmically against the steering wheel as he drove.“Why are you not saying anything?” I asked, nudging his shoulder.His hand found my thigh, warm th