ISLAFor the past seven days, after my outburst at him, Robert had done a perfect job in avoiding me. He never requested my presence in his office, never called the desk phone in my office to handle any tasks for him. He even hired a cook that was tasked with making my food and a driver that was assigned with taking me to wherever I wanted. It wasn't like I went anywhere other than work. I also had two cleaners that were always in their uniform. The house suddenly became crowded. Maybe he thought we needed company. I wasn't sure he came home ever since the incident. I only saw him once at the company garage, he was talking to the head of marketing, and had acted as though he didn't see me. Mia had excitedly informed me of Robert's instruction, which was for her to put me through all I needed to know. However, she sure took advantage of the situation. She bombarded me with series of tasks. I was expected to organize his schedule, draft countless emails, and prepare presentations for
ROBERTThe events of the previous night flooded back to my memory, as I made my way to the dinning section. I peered at my watch and cursed slightly. I couldn't believe what I had done. I had crossed a line, a line I had sworn never to cross again. As I made my way down the stairs, I tried to avoid thinking about her. I knew that seeing her would only stir up emotions I couldn't afford to feel. I was relieved to see that the breakfast table was set, a simple spread of toast, fruit, and coffee."Good morning Mr. Hardy," The Cook nodded and I casually waved him off.Just as I was about to pour myself a cup of coffee, I heard footsteps approaching. I braced myself, knowing it was her. I didn't want to face her, not yet. I needed time to sort out my feelings, to regain control."Morning," She greeted me, her voice sounding flat and off."Good Morning Isla." I replied, my voice barely audible. I stared at her blank eyes, keeping a straight face, hoping it would mask the turmoil within me.
ISLAI entered my office, a sweet smile tugging on my lips at the thought of what had just happened. This was what I had wanted, to get a hold of him. I was all over the moon and floating. Just then, I heard a knock on the door. Of course, it had to be Mia. She walked into my office, her expression smug."I hope you're not too busy," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I need you to do something really important and real quick."Important and real quick. I mentally repeated to myself.She handed me a stack of documents, a pure look of disdain in her eyes. "I want you to proofread these reports and make sure they're error-free," she said. "And I want them on my desk by the end of the day."I took the documents, though my fingers were trembling slightly. This woman had such a hold on me. I knew this was most likely some sort of punishment, a way for her to assert her dominance. But I wasn't going to let her intimidate me."Of course," I replied, trying to sound confident. "I'll
ROBERTI stood in front of her door, swallowing a hard lump that was forming. Just as I reached for the doorknob, the door swung open, revealing her standing just on the other side.We both froze, our eyes locking. The surprise was a mutual one. "Isla," I began, my voice hesitant. "I was just about to... to see you."She smiled alluringly. "You were?"I nodded, my gaze shifting away. "Yeah, I wanted to talk to you."Her eyes carried a hint of surprise as she let me in. She looked up, surprise still visibly etched on her face. "Robert?" she called, her voice soft."Isla," I replied, my tone forcibly serious. "I've been receiving some... less than positive feedback about your performance."She looked taken aback, her lips slightly parted Her eyes narrowed. "From Mia?" she asked, her voice laced with sarcasm. "I'm not surprised.""It's not just Mia," I retorted. "There have been other complaints.""Complaints?" she echoed, her voice rising. "What kind of complaints? I've been working ha
ISLAI didn't know if Robert was playing games with me or if I just thought it in my head that I had a hold on him. First, he didn't send me his fucking schedule as he promised. This meant I had to keep my messed up head guessing where he was all the time. Also, he didn't come home last night. He hasn't summoned me to his office or called the intercom to give me orders, like the damn boss he was. I was starting to feel like my patience had become a thin thread that I was hopelessly hanging on.In my dilemma, a knock came on the door. I rolled my eyes, fully expecting to see Mia's smug face appear. "Come in!" I shouted grittingly, my voice filled with annoyance.Instead of Mia, a blonde guy with a charming smile walked in. He was in a well tailored crisp black suit. He looked like he just walked out of a movie set, where he had been the male lead of a classic romance movie. He looked hot, well… Not like he was anywhere close to Robert Or maybe, I couldn't care less."Hi, I'm Stiles," h
ROBERTI had just finished having dinner with some business investors from Spain. Mia had chosen the location and reserved a VIP spot for us. We were done with the meeting, and the investors had already left, so it was just Mia and I. Right now, I was thinking about Isla. I thought of how nice it would be to bring her here. The view was simply breathtaking, and I thought she'd love it. But then, she was my best friend's daughter. Sometimes, I wished I hadn't met Mason, wished we hadn't been friends. Who knows? Maybe Isla and I would have met in a more natural way, fallen in love, and gotten married, with the age gap mattering less. But it was an entirely different situation now. The age gap was there, and the family bond was fucking there because Mason treated me like family."What are you so lost in thought about?" Mia asked, her brows raised, clearly expecting an answer."Just thinking."She picked up a glass from the table, filled it with more wine, then stood up from where she h
ISLA"Oh my god, Stiles! This place sure feels like paradise" I laughed heartily as I placed my hand on top of his. "Hailey would love it here; I would definitely recommend it to her.""Hailey?" He looked a bit confused."Yes, my best friend." I winked and he chuckled."What's she like?" He asked with a genuinely curious gaze."If I was to describe my best friend in one word, I'd say fun, in a complete sentence, I'd say Hailey is a quirky, fun loving, down-to-earth bossy bitch!."Stiles and I burst into laughter at my own joke. As I looked up, my eyes moistened with tears from laughing too much but I saw a familiar figure standing some metres away from our table. Wait! Robert? I had to blink back the tears of laughter from my eyes to be able to see clearly. And was that the witch, Mia? Right in front of him, staring straight at me with a smug smile plastered on her scowling face.What the hell were they doing here? Together? Like some sort of couples. And to think I've been trying to
ROBERTI arrived at my penthouse. I hadn't wanted to spend the night here because I thought going to the mansion to sleep, having breakfast with Isla, spending a bit of time with her might give me a little inner peace. The dinner with the investors had gone smoothly, Murillo and Alberto were satisfied with the deal, but I felt so restless. I added four cubes of ice in a glass and poured whisky into it, my mind going back to how she had seemed genuinely happy and relaxed with Stiles. It was obviously a coincidence, I assured myself. Only Mia and I, as well as the investors, knew about the outdoor meeting. It wasn't something we had discussed with the board of directors or the staff. Was Isla doing this to get at me? I wondered if she was home already or if she went with that bastard to his place. I couldn't stand it anymore, I needed to know where she was, so I took my phone and dialed her number. She didn't pick on the first ring. Second. On the third call came her voice in a hoa
ROBERTFor some good minutes, May and Steve didn't return back to the dinning table. I didn't touch the food since they left, somehow feeling grateful for the fact that I didn't have to continue lying and filling my stomach with more burnt food. Mia suddenly pushed the food away. My intuition strongly told me the couples knew something concerning my parent's death. They knew the perpetrator, but just wanted to protect them. There was nothing natural about the incident. I really didn't want to involve anyone because it was an underground work, one I wouldn't easily let down till I got to the root of."Mom had been the one who suggested and planned this dinner." Mia spoke, her usually bright golden eyes looking dark. "I don't want to say it, but I feel they're going crazy.""Mia…""No, don't give me all those 'it's fine' shits like I'm some little girl. I'm more than old enough to know when it's fine or not."I nooded in understanding at the blunt honesty."Look, just now dad mentioned
ROBERT"Robert, could you believe? mom prepared all these by herself." Mia chuckled. She looked like some excited teenager that managed to invite their boyfriend over for dinner."Really? That's…." To be honest, I didn't know what to say in this kind of situation, but I knew I should be thankful at the heartfelt gesture, right?"... lovely, I feel honored. Thank you." I smiled at May and watch her cheeks color as she secured some strands of hair dancing on her face to the back of her ear. "I hope you like it." May replied, gesturing at the plate in front of me. I opened the cover. May had prepared a classic American style home cooked dinner. The centerpiece was a meatloaf—slightly burnt around the edges, its crust a bit too dark, evidence that she'd left it in the oven longer than intended. Alongside it were buttery mashed potatoes with green beans sautéed with almonds, and a fresh garden salad tossed in a light vinaigrette. There was also cornbread, just a little dry at the top, li
ROBERTAs I drove the SUV out of the garage, I redialled Mia's line."Robert," Her voice rang out on the third ring."Mia, what did you do that for?" I tried to keep my voice steady, but the anger still surfaced."What did I do what for?" She replied."You know exactly what I'm talking about.""I don't exactly know what you're talking about, Robert..please be clear."I knew Mia well enough."If you're going to be stooping so low to taunt her, you should at least remember your position." I said sternly. "Whoa, wait Robert, is this about your practicing secretary?""Isla.""I guessed so. This confirms it""Confirms what?""Never mind. 6PM. Don't be late, Robert."I ended the call with a sigh. ****I glanced at the full length mirror and noticed that one of the buttons of my suit was undone. My fingers tugged lazily in an attempt to button it. When I was done dressing up, I picked a car key from my bedside table. I studied it for a while and decided I didn't want to impress so I picke
ROBERTMy hand lifted her chin till she was staring directly at me. Her eyes held a look of surprise. I wondered what was going through her mind this minute. It was a miracle that I had been able to control my fury when I saw Stiles gripping her hand with such possessiveness. Somehow, I imagined he was attracted to get. I mean, who wouldn't be? She was beautiful and had that pull that would lure any man in, but she was mine. I noticed Isla's eyes were closing slowly and her body leaning in against mine. Her lips were forming a small pout. I almost chuckled. Just how cute my baby looked."What are you doing, Isla?" I couldn't help shake the smirk tugging involuntarily at the corner of my lips. I seemed to have dragged my little girl out of her fantasies. Her eyes fluttered open, her lips parted and a small flush kissed her cheeks, making it a light pink shade. "Um.." She moved back a bit, her hand flying to smoothen some strands of hair to her pony tail. "I…"The words trailed. "
ISLAAs I stomped angrily back to my office, the only image playing in my head was the taunting picture of Mia and Robert. What stupid games was this? I tried to calm myself down. This was her main goal; to piss me off! And yes, it was fucking working, but I shouldn't let it work."Isla!" I heard my name echo through the corridor. I exhaled sharply and turned around to look. Stiles was walking up to me with hurried steps. What did he fucking want right now?"What?" I asked, sounding uncontrollably stern."Why are you so angry? What happened?" He asked, a look of concern etched on his face."I'm not angry, Why? Does it look like I am?" I snapped and mentally tried to calm myself down. 'Okay, Isla..breathe. This isn't the worst she has done.'"It sure looks like you're about to go punch someone, you're literally up in flames."I chuckled. "Well, that's not the case." I tried to move but he caught me with one hand. "So, mind telling me why you've been ignoring my texts all week?"I fl
ISLAA frown settled deeply on my face and I hissed. I located Robert's mail on my computer. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, my pulse drumming in line with the irritation I felt. My eyes locked onto the name that soured my morning. "Mia fucking bloody Thompson" Because, of course, Mia had to be involved. She was like a stain on a favorite shirt—permanently clinging, refusing to fade no matter how many washes you tried to put it through. I sighed, a very deep sigh. Anyway, what started as a sour day had taken a sweet course. I smiled to myself as my cheeks flushed pink. With an exhale sharp enough to slice glass, I clicked on the "Compose" icon and began typing the message Robert had asked me to send. Subject:URGENT: Cross-Check Attached Details Dear Team, Please review the attached document and fill in your deliverables for the month with the provided prompt.Best regards, Robert Hardy.My fingers hesitated over the send button. Not yet.I stared at Mia’s email ad
ISLAI began to move on top him, riding his dick slowly, his mouth uttering all sorts of pleasurable moan. He moved up, his broad chest glistening beautifully with sweat, whilst pressing against my boobs. He gripped my waist firmly with his strong hands, pressing me against him and helping me to meet his own hard thrusts. "Fuck!" He growled as I felt my walls tightening around his taut flesh. I was so close to seeing stars, so fucking close! The pleasure got me gasping for breath. It was just enough to kill and revive me. We began to move faster, the room was completely filled with the slapping sounds of flesh hitting each other, my moans and his growl reverberated through the entire walls of his private suite. "Oh fuckkkk!" I yelled as I reached my climax."That's it, cum for me." He commanded with a raspy voice, his lips crashing against mine and claiming me in a fervent kiss. He rode me through my orgasm, his tongue thrusting into every corner of my mouth. "Robert," I cried out
ISLAHis hand flew to the button of my blouse, his fingers tugging impatiently at it. I helped him undo the buttons, worried he would rip the material off if I had not intervened. As soon as the shirt slid of my shoulders, he got a hold of it and threw it somewhere at the foot of the bed. I moaned out a small protest, because I was definitely going to need to wear that shirt back! How typically impatient, but still, how I loved it. He took off his pants and added it to the blouse at the foot of the bed, followed by my skirt. All this he did in a rushed movement. Soon we were completely naked on the bed. He was lying on his back, while I crawled up in between his legs. His cock stretching hard and tight in front of me, the pink cap growing a darker shade of pink. I grabbed it firmly as I worked my way throughout his entire length. He was very huge. I let my finger trail every single vein on his shaft, feeding my eyes with the beautiful art. I watched his eyes go dark from both the ple
ISLAWith that, he seized my lips in the fiercest kiss ever. His head swinging left and right as if to find the perfect position to devour me. He thrusted his tongue deeply into my mouth, swirling it and tasting every corner of my mouth. His hands wrapped around me firmly. I returned the kiss with equal enthusiasm, the butterflies having a fiesty party in my stomach and bursting repeatedly, spreading warmth throughout every fiber of my being. He pulled me closer till I felt his bulge, it didn't take me a minute to feel hot all over, my pussy throbbing badly and craving to be penetrated by his big cock. I clung to him desperately as the kiss deepened. All of a sudden, Robert swept me off my feet bridal style. He moved away with my hands wrapped tightly around his neck. I anticipated what he was going to do next, my chest heaving slightly in sweet horny curiosity. He didn't break the kiss. He carried me in his arms towards a corner of his office and stretched out his hand to press a but