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Author: Hyacinth_
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-07 06:16:45

Hillary

I swallow the lump stuck in my throat. I know he did it to make me feel more comfortable, but it’s even worse now. I’m not a big girl, but I’m not petite either—which means I can feel him everywhere, his hard body beneath mine.

I try not to move too much, but when Georgia turns her head, her jaw drops. I squeeze my brows together, trying to tell her it’s not what she thinks, but her expression gradually shifts into a smile.

God, no.

She already thinks I should fuck him to get back at Jake, but I am not doing that. Bentley doesn’t even like me like that. He’d probably slap me across the face and fire me.

But I can’t even think straight. His arm is draped around my belly, holding me steady against him. I don’t like how it feels. I’m not very tall, and it’s summer, so I don’t bother to wear a bra. My blouse is thin, which means that every time Leo presses the brake suddenly, my nipples brush against Ben’s arm around me.

Those strong, sexy hands.

No. No. No.

I’m letting Georgia’s
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  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Nineteenn

    HillaryI gasp, my shock only growing wider when he slaps me again, this time harder. I want to yell, to hit him back, but I stay still, the knot in my stomach loosening, my heart pounding against my chest.“What did I say when I gave you permission to leave?” he finally speaks.I remain quiet, but when his hand spanks my butt again, I speak. “That I shouldn’t be late,” I whine.“Now what happens when you misbehave, Clarke?” he growls. His fingers touch the hem of my skirt, hiking it up. I should stop him. I should get up and leave. But I don’t. My body feels weak, and my eyes are still dizzy from the alcohol I chugged at Georgia’s.“I get punished,” I murmur. Now my skirt is bunched up around my waist, my pantyhose still on, but it’s see-through—he can see me.His palm collides with my ass again, harder. I yelp this time. I don’t know if I want him to stop or if I want him to rip through my tights and soothe the burn he’s just caused.His other hand presses against my back and curls

  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Eighteenn

    HillaryGeorgia and Leo booked an Airbnb in Boston for me and partly because Leo has business here too. From what I’ve heard, he never stays in one place. He owns houses in over ten states. Georgia suspects he’s not just an artist as he claims, and I agree.He does bad stuff.But as long as she’s safe, I don’t care.Leo’s hosting a gathering today. Georgia begged me to come since she doesn’t know anyone and wants company. I told her it depended on Ben, and luckily, he agreed. I just can’t stay longer than an hour and thirty minutes.“Here, thank you,” I say to the cab driver as he pulls up at the curb.I step out, walk into the building, and take the elevator to the 17th floor, their apartment for the week.The moment I walk in, I get it. It looks like a full-on party in the middle of the day. Tattooed men and women everywhere, only a few looking remotely civilized. The rest look like they do drugs and worse.I weave through the crowd until I spot Georgia in a corner, pretending to en

  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Seventeenn

    Bentley My cock twitches in my pants from looking at Hillary on her knees.Fuck.My dick definitely doesn’t know the difference between punishing my secretary and having my sub on her knees for me. I try not to look at her. Her mistake is very punishable, but I’m not going to be guilt-tripped by her sad, innocent, pouty face.She coughs softly, looking up at me.Fuck, her eyes are so pretty.Pretty dark blue eyes with long lashes framing them. She doesn’t even try, but she’s pretty all the time. She’s settled back on her calves again, but I let her. I stand, pour myself a glass of water, and return to my seat.I glance at her from the corner of my eye and almost choke on my water. She’s wearing a body-hugging red jumpsuit that outlines every single detail of her curves, and the way she’s kneeling makes it worse—her hips spread generously beneath the dip of her waist.I look away.This is my brother’s fiancée, for god’s sake.It’s creepy and pervy to analyze her body.“Water?” I offer

  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Sixteenn

    Hillary The cold morning air prickles against my skin as I run down the street. I’d ditched my early morning runs for a while, but now I’m going back to them because that’s clearly the only way to deal with Ben. He’s made a full 360 turn back to where we started—a mean, condescending boss who lives to get on my nerves, picking on and insulting me whenever he can.“Hi, Adam,” I wave. I don’t stop to make small talk. I don’t have the time—or the strength—for Ben’s trouble this morning. I have to be in his room in ten minutes.“Good morning, Hillary,” Adam calls back just before the elevator doors slide shut.Jake left this morning, and we ended things in such a sore place. Apparently, she wasn’t actually sucking on his dick when he called, but the problem remains I don’t trust them around each other anymore.I want her gone from our lives, but Jake doesn’t think that’s possible. They’ve been friends their whole lives. I get it but eventually, it’s going to be either me or her.I step i

  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Fifteenn

    BentleyHillary runs into Jake’s arms, clinging onto him like a koala. I look away and head into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. He called me after the movies to ask if he could stay a few days with Hillary. He told me he was surprising her and that I shouldn’t tell her.I agreed, of course.He’s my brother and he’s always welcome here—Hillary or not. We used to be close at some point. Not close-close, just… less hate. It was silly fights about how he thinks I’m proud because I have so much money, or how I don’t stand up for him when Dad says nasty things to him.It got worse because of a mistake I made and I fully acknowledge my faults. Now he won’t even look at me. I never thought he’d trust me enough to ask Hillary to work for me.I step out of the kitchen and head upstairs.“Hey, Ben. Thank you for letting me stay,” he says and I just nod.“It’s that little Jake I see?” Isabel walks into the living room and goes over to hug Jake.“Hi, Izzy…” is the last thing I hear before

  • Falling For His Dirty Trap   Fourteenn

    HillaryHe didn’t respond. Not a yes or a no. He didn’t want to tell me.I weave through the crowd as we exit the film room. The movie’s over, and I hate that I learned things I never needed to know.Outside, I scan for Ben but can’t find him anywhere. I spot Georgia and Leo and hurry over.Georgia fakes a gag. “That movie made me sick.”“Have you seen Ben?” I ignore her.“No,” she shakes her head. “He must’ve gone to the bathroom. Text him and tell him we’re at the bowling alley.”I nod, send the text, and shove my phone back in my pocket. We change into bowling shoes and start to play. Twenty minutes pass, still no Ben, no reply.“I’m going to look for him,” I say.“He’s an adult,” Leo points out.“Yeah, but he’s like a nerdy billionaire or something. What if he got kidnapped?” Georgia jokes.“Haha. Funny,” I mock, but now she’s got me paranoid.I start searching, calling his phone as I run up and down escalators like a lunatic, sweating, breathless.I burst into a designer eyewear

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