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Author: Hyacinth_
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-03 02:26:01

Hillary

I’m so bored.

Wait—no. I don’t even know if I’m bored or bothered. Bentley traveled with the stunning girl from the pool the next morning. He told me nothing about his plans, just asked Isabel to say he was gone for the weekend and would be back Monday.

He didn’t even let me plan his trip, book a room, or do any of the things secretaries are supposed to do.

Whatever.

I don’t care about him.

I’m supposed to be happy that I get a few days off, but instead I’m restless, unsettled. It’s worse because I don’t even know why.

I don’t have any friends or family here to visit. Jake has work. Even though Georgia is back from her honeymoon, she has to be at her husband’s family house for her sister-in-law’s wedding. She’ll visit Boston soon, and we can hang out.

Last night, I spent the evening with Adam, the doorman. He took me to this really nice dessert shop just down the block. This morning, I tried watching movies from my “to be watched” list, but even clearing those out wasn’t enou
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  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Sixty ninee

    Hillary I bite down on my lip, hesitant to speak because of how cold Ben has been, and I don’t blame him. It’s for the best that we stay away from each other. I tap the button on the intercom from downstairs.“Ben, please come down for dinner.” I release the button. No response. “Bentley,” I try again, still no response.I sigh and think of taking the food up to him. What’s wrong with me? If I don’t want him, then I should at least let him be. Let me try one more time. I press the button again.“Director Brown, would you please come down for dinner?” I release the button.“Sure.” He responds, and I shake my head. That’s what he wanted—he wanted me to say "Director," asshole.I don’t wait for him before I start eating, and a few minutes later, he joins me and quietly eats his food.“Bentley,” I call him, but he doesn’t look at me. “We don’t have to hate each other now, we are going to be family, we can still be friends. Where’s all this coldness coming from?”Nothing. Jesus. He hate

  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Sixty eightt

    Hillary“That’s actually great,” Ben looks at me with so much pride after slicing two large onions. He is so cute.“See, I learn really fast,” he boasts, and I laugh at him.“How do you like your steak?” I ask, feeling Gianna’s soft skin move past my leg. Strange how I have gotten used to a large old snow leopard just lounging in the same space as us.“Very well done, I don’t want to eat bloody raw meat,” Bentley says, and I laugh because I do like my steak medium rare.“God forbid a person has a different preference from you, Bentley,” I say, turning the steak and seasoning the other side.Bentley wraps his arm around my waist and sniffs my skin. “The only raw thing I like is you,” he teases, squeezing me into a hug and placing a kiss on my cheek.“Why did you leave on Christmas without telling me?” I ask— it really has been bothering me. We had a great night before together, and the next morning he disappears. Because I didn’t want to kiss him?“Nothing,” he says.I look at him and

  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Sixty sevenn

    BentleyShe doesn’t say yes or no, but I can see how much she’s struggling on her face. I’m such a selfish, stupid prick for having to put a woman through this, but the need for her is burning me.My skin tingles when her hands cradle the side of my face, like she’s indirectly saying yes. I know she’ll say yes to me, and I’m taking advantage of that, but I don’t even care. Just this once.I slip my hand under her neck, enough to tilt her head and kiss her lips. I skillfully slide my tongue into her parted lips, and the sound she makes makes my dick throb so hard it feels like it’s going to explode, but I don’t stop. Instead, I kiss her even harder. It’s not aggressive, it’s not rough— it’s gentle and slow and feels more like torture, but I like this torture. I don’t care that my body is unraveling in ways I haven’t felt in a long time. And the sounds she’s making… oh fuck me.Her legs close around my waist, locking my body with hers. It was supposed to be one kiss, so let’s say I didn

  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Sixty sixx

    Bentley Drew is out running off some other errand for me, so I send for Ray instead, and he meets me in my room where I haven’t left all morning.“Hillary’s flight is landing in like twenty minutes, please go get her from the airport,” I tell him, blindly reaching into my drawer and grabbing any key, tossing it to him.“Ok, Sir.” He catches the key and leaves my room.So I fix my bed, rearrange my room, brush my teeth, and take a quick hot shower. I’m not doing any of these for Hillary, of course not, I just want to start my day. I have work to get back to anyway, enough of the breaks.Although I would admit that I miss her. I really miss her. The break was so long it felt like months. I hated going back to being lonely, it was so bad work couldn’t suffice anymore. I’m glad she’s back, back to work, of course, nothing else.I slip on my black sweatpants, almost three times bigger than my actual size, and then some white T-shirt and thick white socks. I don’t want my feet going numb.

  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Sixty fivee

    Hillary “Bye,” I yell again, waving at Nora who sticks her head out of the Rolls Royce window to blow me a kiss. She’s such an angel, I love her so much, and she’s also one of the most relatable super-rich people I know. She doesn’t belittle people or act like she’s better than everyone else because her son’s a billionaire genius.My mom and I watch their car drive away. Okay. A very blissful Christmas. Now it’s time to go open gifts before I go to bed and nap all day tomorrow—Boxing Day.When we get back inside, Laurel and Jake are already tearing open gift boxes while Georgia is perched on Leo’s legs, watching. I join them by the tree and start to open gift boxes addressed to me, and they are quite more than I expect. There’s one from Nora and Finn, there’s one from Jake, there’s one from my mom, and there’s one from… Bentley. I thought that the bike was my Christmas gift already. C’mon.I start to open the rest of the boxes first and keep Bentley’s for the last. I open Nora’s an

  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Sixty fourr

    Hillary “Please lie with me,” the begging slipped past his lips.Oh my fucking god. Him and Jake are literally the same when it comes to throwing around that cute face and manipulating you to do what they want you to do.“Ben, I promised Jake that—”“Just lie with me, I’m not asking for anything else,” he interrupts.I twist my lips. Fuck it. Jake is still not back anyway; he is probably fucking Jackie in his car. I’m just going to lay with him, I’m not breaking my promise. My resolve crumbles, and I climb onto the bed next to Ben and rest my head on the pillow. Ben straightens behind me and carefully wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me closer.He is quiet. I am too. Clutching my phone in my hand and suddenly remembering that the door isn’t locked and anyone could come in. What if Jake is back and looking for me?My phone buzzes, pulling me away from my thoughts and the way my heart is pounding so hard.Jake: Shit. My car broke down, babe, but I’d be home soon, I need to move i

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