Se connecterI rested my hand beneath my chest as I arched my brow at him. “You don't have to apologize,” I murmured. I wasn't angry, I knew some parents could be like that, but I didn't expect that. I mean Adrian was someone who always acted nonchalantly and carried the air of arrogance. Seeing him revealed emotions that showed his weakness felt new to me.And the way he said he wanted me... “I have to, Jenna. You saw that, and I really didn't mean to bring you here just to have him humiliate you that way.” My eyes widened. He called that humiliation? “No, it's not,” I replied with a frown. “Trust me, he wanted the best for you as a father.” I had been there. My father had once demanded I should be straight when he discovered I was into women. In the end, he supported me when he realized that was where my happiness lay. “And you think Leah is the best?” he asked, and my lips clamped shut. Of course, that woman was the worst! Then he stepped closer. “You...” He paused, inhaling shar
Before I spoke, the car screeched to a halt as he turned to me with a rigid smile. "Uhmm.. we are here,” he announced, and I exhaled, pressing my lips together as I turned to see the gigantic building.The mansion overshadowed the previous one he showed me. Its pristine white walls are trimmed with gleaming gold. A quiet sigh slipped from my lips as I took it all in.Only a man with unimaginable wealth could own a place like this. As we stepped out of the car, my gaze drifted to the garage, where a row of luxury cars lined neatly.Sometimes I wondered what kind of work he did, but seeing him as my boss, maybe he wasn't as shady as I thought. A finger brushed mine suddenly, pulling my gaze to his face as he intertwined our hands. “Smile, baby.” His words carried a playful command, and I fought the urge to roll my eyes. “You didn't even let me change my dress,” I muttered with a small pout, and he raised his brow. “You are perfect like this.” My lips parted as I stared at the o
Pulling the document closer to me, a grin tugged at the corner of my lips as my pen wrote my signature across the paper. If only she knew this fake engagement wasn’t ending in three months, curse me because this wasn’t even fake to me.I knew I was crossing a line, but I trusted it would be fine. I only had to ensure I captured her heart within those months, though I could already sense her body giving in to me. Closing the file, I lifted my gaze to hers. Her shoulders drooped slightly as though doubts weighed on her like stones. “So I’ll pick you up after work for dinner with my family,” I said lightly, and she blinked. Her lips parted. “It’s barely a minute since I signed the contract, and you’re already talking about dinner?” she asked, a frown etched across her face. A heavy sigh escaped my lips. “Does it matter?” I asked as I rose to my feet with the contract. Her scoff rang behind me while I placed the file into my safe and locked it before turning back. "We are e
As soon as I stepped into his office, his back greeted me. He had removed his coat, leaving him in his shirt as he faced the window with his hand in his pocket. The way his muscles flexed beneath the fabric made me swallow hard as the memories of last night lingered in my head. I shook the thoughts away and pushed the door closed. The sound caught his attention, and he spun instantly. With his eyes locked on mine, he spoke in Italian before finally dropping his phone. “What do you want?” I cut straight to the chase. I sensed this wasn’t about work. Scratch that—how on earth was he the owner of this company? “That is not the way to speak to your boss, Jenna.” His voice rose calmly, and I rolled my eyes. “The same boss who forced himself on me last night?” I retorted, and his eyes narrowed. “You wanted it too.” He stepped closer. “You don’t have to pretend you didn’t enjoy the feeling of having a cock in that tiny pussy of yours.” His words pierced sharper than daggers.
Standing before the mirror, I saw the hickey he left on my neck blazing like a scarlet brand, dragging the memories of last night into my mind. My lips curved faintly as I picked one of my turtleneck tops and slipped it on, ensuring I concealed the mark and brushed on light makeup. I rarely did that, but necessity pressed me. Dark circles clung beneath my eyes, evidence that yesterday’s event refused to leave my thoughts. And each time it replayed in my head, I still sensed the faint throb in my cunt. A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I grabbed my bag and strode out, hailing a cab straight to the office. Just as I yanked my studio door open, Anna was the first I spotted, bouncing around the room with her gaze glued to her phone. My brow furrowed as I stepped further in. Mila was nowhere in sight. Suddenly all eyes fell on me. “Good morning Miss Jenna,” the three chorused, and I returned a small smile. “Where is Mila?” The question barely left my lips when the
His head tilted to the side as the world seemed to freeze, regret gnawed at my chest while my fingers clenched and I breathed harshly. He slowly turned to face me, his expression stripped of emotion.“You slapped me…” his throat worked. “For her?” he asked, and I pressed my lips together, locking onto his piercing gaze. “Yes, and I will do it again and again!” I spat. Did I ever lash out to intimidate him because he had a fiancee? Why did he have to chase after the person I wanted? Suddenly, he stepped closer, forcing me back until my spine pressed against the icy wall. “Why do you despise me so much?” he blurted. “No matter how I try to enter your life, you always see me in the wrong light.” His jaw tightened. “Why?” he demanded, and I swallowed hard. “That is not the case.” “Then tell me what the hell it is!” His voice rose sharply, stunning me. I hadn’t expected his anger. My lips parted to speak, but instead he grabbed my neck and crushed his lips against mine.
OLIVIAMy heart skipped as he came closer. He gripped my cheek gently, then bent and captured my lips while his hand flickered over my tits.The kiss was brief as he stared into my eyes, our gazes locking like chains snapping tight.My eyes drifted to his damp lips. “Fuckk me please,” the words sl
OLIVIA An awkward chuckle left my lips. “Sex…” I paused, waving dismissively. “I just came back from a long walk, and I’m probably sweaty,” I said, trying to sound as natural as possible. She was about to speak, but I already opened my door. “I’m tired, I need to bathe,” I said, closing the do
OLIVIA His hand gripped my neck, pulling me closer as he sucked on my lower lip before slipping his tongue into my mouth. “Uhmm...” a low moan escaped my lips. His hand cupped my breast, and I knew he was about to tear my dress. My hand immediately held his. Breathing heavily, I whispered, “Do
OLIVIA“Speak Olivia.” he said as he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear.The question made my toes curl. What should I say? Accept to keep fucking him?But Jenna..A crease formed between my brows when I realized what I was thinking. If Jenna wasn't in the picture, I would probably accept to







