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
ISLAAfter asking him to spend the night, the next thing Robert did was scoop me in his arms, bridal style and he dropped me carefully on the bed. He laid beside me, our eyes staring longingly at each other for a moment. He brought his hand to my lips and stroked it lightly. I studied his face, he had a stern look, yet his handsomeness was something I couldn't comprehend. There was something visible in his eyes- desire. Right now, it was mutual. I wanted him just as much, and knowing how close he was to me, I could literally feel my pussy dripping. On impulse, I reached for him, grabbed the back of his neck and pressed my lips to his. His lips were warm, soft and the kiss- Oh goodness, the kiss was nothing like I ever felt. It was electrifying.I guided my hands to his massive cock. As my hand fell on his rock hard member, a small gasp escaped his sensuous lips, leaving a tingling impact on my already excited dripping wet pussy. The only thing I wanted right now was to have his
ISLARobert pulled me up and crashed his sensuous lips against mine in such an urgent and pressing kiss. The sounds of my moan echoed through the entire room. If there was someone at the corridor, they'd definitely hear me loud and clear. He stuck a finger inside me and started fucking me, swirling and rubbing his magical finger inside my throbbing pussy as he moaned with pleasure. Hearing those sounds made me sickly eager. I wanted his meat more than ever and I couldn't help but cry in ecstasy. He moved me up in a way that I was now straddling him. As I sat on his thighs, my nipples stiff, and pointing to his mouth, he took one in biting and sucking whilst adding another finger inside my dripping wet hole fucking and exploring inside of me, making me all the more wetter."Oh..Robert!" I gasped in pleasure."Do you like it?" He asked, and without waiting for a reply, he took my other nipple in whilst thrusting deeper inside my pussy. It soon became a rhythm, his finger going in and o
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
ISLA A silence settled between us again. It was very awkward and I was feeling so much uneasiness. The feeling of guilt gripped my neck tighty, almost choking me to death. His fingers began to trace lazy patterns on my back, like he couldn’t bear to stop touching me or just simply keep his hands to himself. The feel of his finger against my skin sent cold shivers down my spine, making me freeze momentarily. Then he spoke, quieter this time, his thumb gently grazing my lip. "Are you bothered about something? Do you wish to talk about it?" I instinctively leaned up, placing a quick kiss at the corner of his mouth. "It's nothing important, trust me." The lie was a confident one. Honestly, there were times when the truth wouldn't set you free. This was definitely such times. What happened that night was a terrible mistake that shouldn't have happened, so it didn't happen. The earlier I start thinking this way, the better. He blinked down at me, his brows furrowing slightly and he
ISLAI wasn't expecting Robert to for once in his life make this sort of confession. It caught me completely off guard and made me all the more regretful. Instead of feeling butterflies, I felt dread worming its way into the pit of my stomach. I was rendered speechless. I should tell him that he was wrong, and that I wasn't mad at him. I should let him know the reason I was upset was because I had gotten laid, scratch that because it still sounded decent. I had gotten banged by a total stranger in a night club, while I was drunk and vulnerable. "Isla," He called, shaking me gently. I broke free from my trance and recollected myself immediately. "I don't know what to say." I said in a small voice, which was almost unrecognizable as mine. I swallowed down the heavy lump that was forming rapidly in my throat. He looked at me, concern written all over his face. "You don't have to say anything right now," he said softly.I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. Mia's words crosse
ROBERTI sat at my desk, trying to focus on the reports Isla had completed the previous week. The numbers and charts seemed blurred together, failing to capture my attention. No matter how much I tried to immerse myself in the work, my thoughts kept drifting back to her. Guilt gnawed at me, knowing I was with Bryan the previous days. I sighed as I moved the swivel chair left and right, trying to catch some breath. I tapped my pen against the desk subconsciously, the little drumming sound drowning with my thoughts. I needed to see her, even if I had tried to trick myself into believing that she was just Mason's daughter and that she was more like my ward. Still, I couldn't deny the dangerous effect she had on me. I'd hate to admit that I let her get away with too many things. And that was why when she stayed locked up in her room for days, I blamed myself. I picked up the phone and pressed the button to connect to her extension. "Isla, could you come in for a moment?" I seriously tr
ISLAI kept a straight face, knowing the bee was bound to sting tantrums. "You look well." She stated, eyeing me from the corner of her eyes. "I am." I replied, trying my best to sound as plain as possible. She chuckled suddenly. "You must hate me, don't you?"I gulped back at the slapping truth. Hate was a strong word but still, I couldn't deny the fact that Mia was right, no doubt. Maybe she just wanted another reason to call an urgent meeting in order to embarrass the hell out of me again. How could someone be so annoying? I suddenly couldn't help but wonder what sort of daughter she was. I sighed and tried to keep a blank face. "Why do you think I hate you?" I asked in an accusing tone. She chuckled again and I glanced at her, a frown stretching across my face. "Then it's true, you really do hate me."A sweet smile was playing on her face at her own realization. Why exactly was she acting like she was in the seventh heavens, over the thought that I hated her? I remained q
ISLATwo days later»»»»»»I sat down on the table. Breakfast was spread out on the table. In this house, it was always like a feast, I knew as soon as I was done eating, the rest food would be thrown out. My throat felt dry, I wasn't even hungry. The food didn't matter to me. What mattered was the emptiness I felt as flashes of that night came into my head. I was lost in deep thoughts.I heard someone calling out to me. I knew the person was trying to talk to me, but I wasn't really conscious of my surrounding. The voice just sounded distant. It was as though I wasn't there, like I wasn't in this house. Right now, I really wished to be anywhere but here. "Ma'am." Someone gave my shoulder a gentle shake. I broke out from my trance and looked up to find a maid in a uniform staring at me with wide eyes. "You haven't touched your food." She stated, her hand gesturing to the food laid out on the table.I swallowed a lump forming on my throat and exhaled sharply. I scanned the food again a
ISLAHe thrusted in. It wasn't a very gentle thrust. My hands gripped his shoulder and I dug my nails into his taut flesh. He began moving his hard cock in and out of me. I shut my eyes tightly, savoring the entire pleasure of this very moment. "Mmmmmh…Yeah." I murmured, my hands wrapped around him tightly as he pounded my dripping wet pussy. "You feel so fucking good!" My voice echoed resoundingly, through the walls of the bathroom. It sounded so alien to me. I met his thrust with very loud screams. The sound of my voice right now could wake the dead. His lips enclosed on my stiffened nipple, sucking on it and teasing it by circling the swollen bud with his wet tongue. His fingers dug into my butt, holding me firmly in place as he continued his assault on me. He groaned deeply as he thrusted deeper into me. His movement began creating a slapping rhythm that was pushing me crazily to an edge, making me lose my ability to form any coherent word as I kept moaning out so loudly, car