登入~KNOW YOUR PLACE~ AMAYA’S POV I lowered my gaze to the untouched glass of water in front of me, absentmindedly tracing the rim with my fingertip. “I don’t know,” I admitted after a long silence. “I haven’t really thought about how to go about it.” Ethan didn’t interrupt. “I know I want out,” I continued quietly. “I’ve wanted out for years. But Brown isn’t the kind of man who signs papers and walks away. He would see it as me challenging him.” “He would,” Ethan agreed. I looked up at him. “And that’s exactly why I should be careful.” I sighed. “I’m not scared of the divorce itself.” My voice softened. “I’m scared of what he’ll do after I ask for one.” Ethan leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. I continued, “I’ve lived with Brown for years, and I can tell you he can be very dangerous when he wants to be. He’s abusive. He treated me like I was nothing, yet he would never let me go.” I intertwined my fingers on the table, staring down at them
~INSANE~ AMAYA’S POV Her signature bold red lipstick was impossible to miss, and as I walked closer, the first few buttons of her blouse were left open, exposing just enough cleavage to catch attention. Right. That was probably how she kept Brown entertained. She crossed one leg over the other, looking me up and down before letting out a mocking laugh. “So, you really had the nerve to show up in this company?” she asked rudely. I stopped beside my desk, meeting her gaze without flinching. Brown had fed her so much confidence that she genuinely believed she could talk down to me. I folded my arms. “Get your ass out of my chair.” She remained seated, clearly trying to provoke me. I wasn’t about to give her the satisfaction. Without saying another word, I walked to the trash can and dropped the cleaning wipe I had used a few minutes earlier. Then I calmly made my way back to my desk. She still hadn’t moved. I sighed inwardly, wanting to avoid drama and de
~TENSION~ AMAYA’S POV The moment I walked into my new workspace, I felt the stares, some curious and others openly hostile. To them, I wasn’t the chairman’s wife, but simply the new secretary who had somehow landed the job of working directly under Mr. Ethan Stiles. I ignored the whispers and headed toward my desk. Before I could get closer, a cheerful voice stopped me. “Welcome, Mrs. Hilton.” I turned to see a young woman smiling brightly at me. I returned the smile. “No, please. Just call me Amaya.” “Okay, Amaya.” She stretched out her hand. “I’m Nelly.” I shook it. Before I could say another word, she leaned in conspiratorially and lowered her voice. “I’m the person who knows everything that happens in this company,” she said. I raised a brow. “Oh?” She nodded proudly. “Everything.” Then she grinned. “Including the fact that you’re the CEO’s wife.” I couldn’t help letting out a dry laugh. “Doesn’t everyone here know that already?” Nelly shook h
~A THREAT~ AMAYA’S POV “I just don’t want to become office gossip on my first official day,” I said. A faint smile spread across his face. “You already are. The chairman’s wife resigned from being the obedient Mrs. Hilton and showed up as my secretary. Trust me, the gossip started the moment you walked into that boardroom yesterday.” I couldn’t help letting out a small laugh. “When you put it that way…” “So,” he said, closing the remaining distance between us, “whether we walk in together or separately, people are going to talk. And to be honest, I don’t give a damn what anyone thinks.” Before I could respond, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my lips, a brief and gentle touch that was nothing like the desperation of the night before. When he pulled away, his forehead rested against mine for a fleeting second. “But if that’s what you want,” he said quietly, “I’ll respect it.” He took a small step back, giving us both some space. “I’ll assign T
~AFTERMATH~ AMAYA’S POV I woke sometime in the middle of the night, feeling the weight of Ethan’s arm wrapped securely around my waist. My back was pressed against his warm chest, his steady breathing fanning the back of my neck. He was sound asleep. How was I supposed to get out of this without waking him? Carefully, I tried to ease his arm away and slip free, but his brows barely twitched. Instead of letting go, he let out a sleepy breath and instinctively pulled me closer, tightening his hold around me until I froze completely. I waited a few seconds before trying again. The result was the same. He shifted slightly, settling me more comfortably against him as though his body had already decided I belonged there. A frustrated sigh left my lips as I whispered a quiet "great" to myself. After two more failed attempts, I completely gave up, deciding that maybe I could wait just a little longer. Closing my eyes, I allowed the warmth surrounding me to lull me
~PLEASURE 2~ AMAYA He rolled the condom on slowly, his eyes still on me the whole time. Then he came back to the bed and stopped at the edge. He grabbed my legs and pulled me toward him until my ass was right at the edge of the mattress. He looked like a beast now, hungry and barely holding back. He spread my legs wide open. His thumb found my clit and started circling it slowly, pressing just right. I was already so wet and sensitive that my hips started moving on their own. I craved him so badly. I wanted him to thrust into me hard. But he didn’t. Instead, he pushed one thick finger inside me. I moaned loudly and lifted my head, watching as I rode his finger. He added a second finger, stretching me gently. It felt so good. “Oh yessss… uh, that feels good,” I moaned, my voice shaking. He pulled his fingers out. My eyes opened quickly, ready to protest, but before I could say anything, he replaced them with the thick head of his cock. He rubbed it up and down m






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