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Tarzan clicked the unlock button on his car, slid into the driver's seat, and slammed the door shut.The engine roared to life as he pulled away, beginning the drive home.One hand rested loosely on the steering wheel while the other propped up his head, his elbow planted on the driver's-side armrest.His cheek leaned against his fist, half-lidded eyes fixed lazily on the road ahead.He looked more bored than bothered, as though the argument he'd just walked away from hadn't affected him in the slightest.*It's been a whole damn year... and she suddenly shows up again, acting like nothing ever happened.*His jaw tightened ever so slightly.*The penthouse she lives in screams money. The only reasonable explanation is that she's Ricardo's daughter-in-law*His grip on the steering wheel tightened.His wireless earpiece chimed, slicing through the silence."What?"Tarzan answered, his voice flat."Don't 'what' me," Mr. Reynolds snapped, his irritation crackling through the line."Where th
Tarzan raised an eyebrow.*She really wrote them down? I guess she is still as adorable as always*His eyes were on her lips as she continued."And number two..you should not..".He cuts in“Why shouldn't I smoke or do drugs?” She swallowed hard, keeping her eyes fixed on her notes to avoid his piercing gaze. “How can you ask that so nonchalantly? Because drugs are bad for your health. You’re only twenty-four—you’re going to start having organ problems before you even hit thirty. And worse, you’re a public figure. You have to be more careful about the life you’re living. I… I really don’t know if I could handle all of that as your manager.” “You’re talking about my private life. That’s none of your business,” he interrupted coolly. Lena looked up and met his eyes. There was no emotion in them. “But as your manager… it is my responsibility to be involved in your private life.” “Let me make this clear. I need a manager who answers to my senior boss, handles sponsors, and takes ca
“So,” he said flatly, “you took advantage of me while I was drunk?”Lena’s eyes flew wide. “What?”“You heard me.” His voice stayed eerily calm, but something cold flickered beneath it. “I don't remember everything from last night. I wake up here, in your apartment, tasting you in my mouth. What else am I supposed to think?”“No!” She snapped, her voice cracking with a mix of fury and mortification. “It was you. You were the one who went down on me, Tarzan—Mr. Silver. I tried to stop you. I told you it wasn’t right, that you were drunk, but you… you wouldn’t listen. You were insistent. And I—”She broke off, the words dying in her throat as the memory crashed over her in vivid, unwanted detail: his strong hands gripping her thighs, the relentless, skilled press of his tongue.Tarzan stared at her, unblinking, the seconds stretching like hours.Then, almost imperceptibly, his jaw loosened. “…Then I owe you an apology.”Lena dropped her gaze, her cheeks still flushed. “You don't have
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The next morning, Lena stirred from a deep, dreamless sleep as her alarm blared through the quiet room. Her eyelids, heavy with exhaustion, fluttered open. The moment her vision cleared, her breath caught in her throat. Tarzan stood beside her bed, half-naked, wearing nothing but a pair of black briefs that did almost nothing to conceal the impressive, thick outline of his cock curving heavily down the side of his muscular thigh. “Ahh!” Lena gasped, bolting upright and clutching the duvet to her chest. “Good… good morning, Mr. Silver,” she stammered, her face instantly flushing with heat. She forced her gaze upward, refusing to let it drift downward again, though the image had already burned itself into her mind. Tarzan said nothing. His expression was unreadable as he turned and walked out of the bedroom toward the kitchen. Lena’s stomach chose that exact moment to growl loudly, reminding her just how long it had been since she’d last eaten. A delicious, savory aroma wafte
I felt a surge of encouragement from Mitch’s soft gesture the night before. It gave me the strength to jump up from the chair, ignoring my exhaustion. I decided to finish the icing and cake decorations before five in the morning. I worked quickly, then rested for a bit with my phone beside me. Wh
I removed the lingerie and carried my heavy legs to the bathroom to take a bath before cooking something to eat.A bath will calm my nerves a little, I told myself.I turned on the bathroom light and stared at myself in the mirror. I looked horrible, just as I had expected. The makeup was ruined—bl
The silence after my outburst was deafening.Mitch hadn’t moved.He was still standing by the door with one hand on the handle, staring at me in a way that made me instantly regret my outburst.I had never raised my voice like that before.So I understood his reaction.I shouldn’t have yelled. It w
"You like it?" I asked impatiently. "Lena... where did you get the money to buy from Monica?" "The woman I told you about. She even offered to let me take as many dresses as I wanted. But I just took a lingerie for myself and selected those for you. I hope you liked them." He gave me a look.







