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2026-09-04 03:35:32
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Entangled with My CEO Stepfather 12.
Jasmine The movie seems to be quite interesting, but my mind is cut off by the heat radiating off me as Walter’s finger draws slow circles on my hand. He hasn’t even touched me yet, and I’m losing control. That’s when I realise I’m ovulating. It explains a lot and makes me feel better about my reaction to certain things. Yes, to Vladimir, of course. It had to be why I felt so… No! I can’t let the thought of him ruin this! I adjust closer to Walter, spreading my palm wider. He only smiles but doesn’t stop. We’re four hours in, and we’ve eaten the Chinese takeout he brought, talked about work, and even gone as far as greeting my mother in her room just because he said it’s wrong if she doesn’t know he’s here. He’s so perfect it makes me feel like a fuck up. Now I want more, but I don’t know how to ask or make the move. It should have been obvious because I changed into really loose shorts he only needs one hand to take off and a tiny top that makes my nipples poke out. My hair is
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Jasmine “It’s okay, Walter; you don’t need to take sick leave from the office,” I continue to persuade him. “Babe—” “I mean it. You could come over to the house later; I’m literally not going anywhere. It doesn’t hurt as much anyway.” I sigh, sitting upright in bed, carefully adjusting the pillow under my left leg. As much as I hate being here, the second we got to New York, Vladimir drove me home, and we haven’t said a word to each other ever since. It’s been two hours since then, and he hasn’t come to check up on me. Not like I even want to see his stupid face. “Okay, I’ll come over after work. Would it be okay if I sleep over?” he asks, and I can hear the worry in his tone. “Walter, you don’t need to ask; we’re adults. Of course you can,” I say, a familiar warmth blooming in my chest. “I know it’s a day late, but we could have dinner in my room…” He gives a sheepish, low laugh. “What are you thinking… I know what it means when you talk that way.” “Oh my God, stop… you’re d
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Jasmine I can feel it; everything inside me is so heightened that my body doesn’t stop shaking. Our breathing is synced, fast and rapid, his fingers digging into my waist as his grip tightens possessively. We’re pressed so tightly against each other, his intoxicating breath filling my lungs. Pull away… Jasmine. Please! My mind pleads with my body, but I don’t. I stay still until his lips almost touch mine. He freezes, eyes widening as though he’s just recovering his senses. It’s almost like he’s now thinking it through. “Get off…” he says sharply, leaning backward and pulling away. My heart stops. “But, your… you were…” I stutter, trying to peel myself off him. His fingers retract from my waist. His legs shift apart, creating enough space for him to push me away as though I’m suddenly a hot potato. Every heat inside me drains into pure horror and anguish as the look in his eyes changes. I push myself upright, scrambling backward. My heel catches against the edge of the flo
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Jasmine Two options: get to the hospital and get him an EpiPen, or run back in there and look like a fool. I can’t alert him of that when he’s with her, even if some wicked part of me would enjoy watching his perfect composure shatter. He deserves to suffer for being such a fucking hypocrite. But I know how bad a peanut allergy can get, so the latter doesn’t really seem like an option. I’d messaged him the address to his suite at Santo Mauro and sent a cab to take him there; hopefully he’s still breathing in his room. The thud of my heels against the tiles echoes through the silent hallway as I sprint toward his room, my heart pounding against my ribs, the EpiPen clenched tightly in my fist. I don’t wait to catch my breath; I press the key against the scanner and pull the door inward. My body stills; my breath sticking in my lungs. Heat. In a single breath, heat shoots up my spine, flooding my veins.I stand still, gasping as an image flashes in my mind. My fingers trail the
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Jasmine I’ve never been on a really important business meeting, but I’m sure this isn’t what it’s supposed to look like. Why did he have to rent out the entire restaurant and have a buffet being prepared for her? My jaw tightens, my eyes still on Vladimir, who now seemingly has a smile on his face. That's a ten on the scale of unprofessionalism. That's because I’ve never seen him smile. “The last time I saw you in Paris, you promised me a dinner and a building I can’t refuse…” Isabella’s rich, feminine, light voice comes. Paris? Dinner? So much for work is work. “And here we are,” he responds smoothly, not taking his eyes off her. My left eye twitches uncontrollably, another wave of repulsion surging through me. Why the hell am I here? It’s almost like I’m a disturbance to them, having to occupy the empty seat opposite to stop this from looking like what it really is. A fucking date! I swallow hard, watching her giggle at him in her red beaded dress and fancy hat. Her lips
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Jasmine‘Thank you for last night.’ Five words that shouldn’t mean so much, but I’ve never heard those two words from Violet before. It’s the only thing that puts a smile on my face this morning.I’m standing by the private jet, a quad-shot black Americano in one hand, my phone in the other, and a messy bag of clothes slung over my shoulder. I’d dragged myself out of bed at five just to make it here on time. I hadn't even heard him leave this morning, and we’d driven to the airfield in separate cars. My eyelids flutter, a tired sigh slipping past me. I can’t help the wave of exhaustion from my lack of sleep that threatens to pull my body to the ground. “Miss Sinclair…” My breath catches as a familiar face comes into view. It’s her. The secretary from KGH. She has a tag on her. Hope. Really? How ironic. Her eyes scan me from head to toe, her brows furrowing in disgust. “Why do you look like this?” she asks, forcing my head down toward my body. Fuck! The drowsiness in my eye
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