LOGINRhys remained composed. “Which is why we're not asking you to have the same conversation.”A dry smile touched Langford's mouth. “Yet I'm sitting across from Sterling Holdings again.”“I ask that you give us another chance.”Sienna had barely spoken since sitting down. She watched Langford instead, taking in the pauses between his answers, the faint crease that appeared between his brows as he spoke.Her gaze drifted to the floral arrangement beside the table: white blooms with a faint, clean scent. She reached forward and carefully adjusted a stem.Langford's eyes followed the movement. “What are you doing?”“Gardenia,” she said, letting her fingers rest near the petals for a moment before looking back at him.Langford glanced at the flowers, then back at her, something shifting in his expression. “You know about flowers?”“Enough.” She leaned toward the arrangement and moved two of the heavier blooms aside, letting the smaller white flowers sit more prominently between the greenery.
Sterling Holdings towered above the surrounding skyline, its sleek glass façade reflecting the morning light as Sienna stepped through the entrance and headed toward the elevators.The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, and Sienna stepped in, a folder tucked beneath her arm.The air inside was cold and quiet, broken only by the low hum of the elevator. She exhaled and pressed the button for the 37th floor twice, her brows pulled together. She was late.33↑34↑35↑36↑37↑The doors opened, and she stepped onto the executive floor, lined with polished marble, dark wood panels, and frosted glass. Soft light stretched across the space as she strode toward the boardroom, the air carrying the faint scent of old paper.Sienna exhaled, tightened her grip on the folder, and pushed the door open.The room quieted at once as heads turned toward the doorway, and the man seated at the head of the table held her gaze.Rhys Sterling sat still, one hand resting over the documents in front
She didn’t answer. Rhys didn't push, the earlier edge in his tone softening as he scanned the mark more carefully.“Does it hurt?”Sienna held his gaze for a second, beforelooking away with a small, dismissive breath. “It’s nothing.”Rhys studied the mark. “Doesn’t look like nothing.”She gave a short shrug, stepping back. “I’ve had worse. Excuse me.”Before she could fully turn, he caught her wrist again, lighter this time, and backed her slowly into the service table where a small ice bucket sat among the glasses.She paused, her hips hitting the edge with a soft thud.He let go, stepping in front of her as he picked up a few ice cubes with the tongs and lifted one to her face.Sienna tensed as the cold hit her skin.“Hold still,” he whispered.The chill pressed gently against the mark.Silence stretched between them as Sienna's eyes flicked up to his face, searching for whatever game he was playing now, and the muffled sounds from the hall faded out.“You know,” she murmured after
Lucien closed the distance between them, his expression tight as his eyes moved between the two women.Sienna turned at the sound of his voice, the shift almost instant. “Oh—babe, you’re back,” she said, smoothing her expression.Lucien’s brows drew together as his gaze settled on her. “What’s going on?”Sienna let out a soft laugh, running her fingers through the strands of Nadia's hair playfully before letting go.“Nothing serious. We were just talking… playing around a little,” she replied, pinching Nadia’s arm discreetly. “She’s a friend.”Nadia forced a thin smile, jaw tightening. “Yeah. Just catching up.”Sienna released Nadia and moved over to Lucien, linking her arm through his without hesitation. Her fingers found the fabric of his suit, smoothing invisible wrinkles as she settled beside him.Lucien's gaze flicked over her, then to Nadia before he gave a small nod.Nadia watched the whole exchange, something bitter flashing across her face, then turned on her heel and disappe
“The man of the hour finally finds time to grace us with his presence.”Armand Laurent set his glass down on the table as Rhys strode into the dining room of the Laurent Residence, his steps measured against the marble floor.Rhys took in the room quietly. Dark wood panelling, heavy drapes drawn against the soft golden light emanating from the wall sconces. The air carried the faint scent of polished wood and old money.Elodie sat to her father’s right, glass in hand and expression neutral. Rhys pulled out a chair to sit, as a server moved discreetly near the sideboard. “There was a last-minute call. I got held up.”Armand’s mouth curved slightly, without warmth. “There’s always a last-minute call. Always something more important than the people waiting at this table.”Elodie’s fingers tightened around the stem of her glass. Her eyes flicked to Rhys for a brief second before returning to her father.“Dad—”Armand ignored her, his eyes locked on Rhys without sparing her a glance.“Are
Rhys’s hips jerked, a low, strained moan escaping his throat. Sienna leaned down and licked the head every time it appeared between her breasts, tasting the precum that kept beading there. She could feel how close he was getting; the way he throbbed harder, the way his thighs tensed under her. “You want to cum for me,” she said softly. “Don't you?” Rhys’s eyes were almost black now. His voice came out rough. “Sienna—” “Moan it properly.” She moved her breasts faster, tighter. “Tell me you want to cum.” His control finally snapped. “I want to cum,” he growled. “Fuck— just like that—” Sienna smiled, sharp and satisfied, and gave him exactly what he asked for. She worked him harder between her breasts, licking and sucking the head whenever it pushed through, until Rhys’s whole body went rigid. A deep, broken groan tore from his chest as he came hard, thick ropes spi
Lila was lounging on her bed, still wrapped in her robe, when her phone buzzed with a video call from Sophie. Her face lit up as she picked up the phone."Girl!” Sophie squealed, eyes wide. “You're glowing! Look at you! That massage was such a good idea, wasn’t it? Tell me you got the release of yo
Kai gave a single, curt nod and gestured silently to the chair in front of his desk. “Sit.”She walked over on still-shaky legs and sat down, heart hammering in her chest. The silence felt thick and heavy between them. Lila spoke first, voice still a little hoarse. “So… do you give this kind of se
Kai gently opened her legs wider, eyes scanning her flushed soaked pussy. He picked up a small ice cube from the side bowl. Lila's breath hitched as the freezing cube touched her belly button and trailed down to her soaked, arching core.He rubbed it slowly over her clit and slick folds, tracing e
Lila pushed herself up on her elbows, heart slamming against her ribs. The sheet slipped down as she turned, pooling around her waist.There he was.Kai Lennox stood beside the bed, long curly black hair falling in layered mullet waves framing his sharp, breath-taking face. His fitted black shirt c







