登入"You did?" he seethe, his grip wrapping around my waist"Who is he?""I didn't! I don't even know who she's talking about," I stammer, glaring at my sister."He even wrote a three-page love letter to you, Sis" Zara adds oil to the fire, pausing by the stairs."Quite a vibrant young love life you had, Anor," Banks hiss into my neck. I have absolutely no idea what neighbor Zara is talking about. Someone else must have lived that childhood, because it certainly wasn't me."And how old are you that you know so much about sneaking out, Zara?" I counter, trying to deflect the lethal gaze burning into the side of my face."You had better not be sneaking out of the house to see any boys," I add."I sneaked out the second I left the single-digit age, sis," she shrugs. Single digits?"When she turned ten years old," Banks supply automatically. I whip my head to look at her."You sneaked out of the house at ten years old?!"
ELEANOR POV"Wow. You're almost ready to launch, Miss," Vandiver compliments, making my heart swell further. I've no idea if it was the absolute certainty in Banks's words from three days ago or if I had simply tapped into a new reservoir of discipline, but I had been operating on pure, joyful adrenaline. I looked at the rows of perfume blends ready to be stabilized and bottled, feeling a fierce spike of pride."Thank you, Vandiver. One more week and they'll be available for use," I smile, looking down at the image of Banks on my phone. I can't wait to show him what I'd built."Well do—""BIG SIIIIIIIIS!" my sister's voice shriek from the corridor, cutting into my words. No way. I had to be hallucinating. Her flight isn't scheduled until next week."Biiiiiig!" The double doors burst open, and a chaotic rhapsody of a bright red skirt and a turquoise top come sprinting straight into the lab."Zara?" I stand up from my stool, stepping forward just as she launch herself at me."Siiiis!"
Realization dawns on me, and my head whips toward her. Her lips curve into a wicked smile as she lifts her legs, resting her bare feet directly over my thighs. With a loud inhale and the thin remnants of my restraint, I force my eyes back onto the road."That's a sex club, Anor. A BDSM and kink club," I state, my grip tightening on the wheel. She lowers her toes, pressing them lightly against my crotch,my breathe hitch. I reach down, holding her feet still."A perfect place with a stage in the center for you to punish and fuck me," she purrs, wiggling her feet out of my hold and pressing them down against my rapidly hardening length. "How big is the main stage, my sweet baby wolf?" I shudder violently at the imagery, a low groan escaping me as her toes press firmly against my cock. Damn it."Eleanor," her name comes out broken, my knuckles turning stark white from the pressure against the steering wheel."Anor. Baby. Firecracker. Those are my names, my dearest baby wolf," she correct
I call Carlton "I'm coming to work." "Oh Great Mr Banks! I'll talk to t.." "I don't care Carlton, but understand whatsoever you've planned for me better be worth Eleanor chasing me away from her side""Sure, Mr Ba.." I hang up on him and call Vandiver. "Mr Banks""I left.""Okay. Will be with her in ten minutes""Take your time. She'll be at her house. Bring her back before nightfall ""Definitely, Mr Banks " I look at my wristwatch and wait. I pick up my phone and put on the apartment footages. She is still in my room changing. As if on cue, she calls"Missing me already?" "I need help with my perfumes tools, Banks""They're new apparatus. Your old stuffs are still in your apartment" "Oh. I thought you moved them""I bought new ones so they won't break during transit""Quite a foresight. No wonder you're rich," she smiles, and I watch her nod as she steps outside into the hallway. God, she is breathtaking. She is wearing a pure white, floor-length dress that ruffles beautifully
"Banks, be serious!"“Also,” I add quickly, trying to regain control of the conversation before he can completely derail me, "in just two weeks, you have taken me roughly ninety-nine times, and I genuinely cannot survive the hundredth. My body is staging a protest." A loud, deeply amused, breathless laugh escapes his chest. "Ninety-nine? That’s statistically impossible, Anor.""Exactly! For normal human beings, it's impossible because they have jobs. But you? Every hour, every day, every second. Even right now, your dick is literally poking against my center." He looks down, a stupid smile spreading across his face as he shifts his weight, deliberately settling his length right against my heat. I clench involuntarily. 'God, I need saving from this man.' I don't."I love being inside you," he growls against my neck, his breath searing hot as his hips nudge forward. I find myself grinding back against him on pure instinct, pressing my chest into his vest."That's right, baby," he groan
He really prepared lunch? My stomach flutter as I take measured steps to him. I peek over his shoulder at the counter"Sushi?" He nods. "Beautifully prepared, high-end sushi made for my best gift." I squint my eyes at how cheesy and corny he sounds. He chuckles, feeding me one. "Never knew you can cook""Happens when you grew up with Anorexic mom" I look back up into his handsome face. "How is she?" He turns back and pick another sushi to me. "Not yet dead""Is she..." "We'll talk about her another time, you need to eat" I sigh and my shoulders slump. Will it kill him to talk? But I don't push it. He doesn't talk about his dad as well. "What's wrong, firecracker?" I step into his space and wrap my arms tightly around his waist. What's wrong is that you need to tell me about your family, instead I go with.. "My shampoo." He smiles"My clothes. Banks, what did you do?" Without a word, his large hands grip my ass, effortlessly lifting me and walking us onto the high chair facing
BANKS POVIt's been a week since I left Eleanor after our session. Fuck it. A whole week without having my hands on that delicious mound of absolute, warm and full flesh. What's infinitely worse is that she hasn't been sending her mass of digital footprints.I spent two consecutive days stuck bet
“Here are your orders, ma'am, sir.” The waitress thankfully returns, shattering the unwelcome pain before it can settle into my thoughts.Vandiver stares down at the towering, colorful mountain of ice cream and the glistening, sugar-dusted doughnut placed directly in front of him
ELEANOR POV"Let’s make a quick detour to a café.”“Understood, Miss Eleanor.”I lean back against the plush leather seat and check my phone, but I stop myself from typing. I really don't want to ruin my good mood by facing the sour deflation that always follows when Banks ignores my texts, or wors
"Every Friday to Sunday at three p.m., you have your lessons,” the receptionist says. I nod, absorbing the schedule. "The course takes exactly six weeks. Then you’ll sit for your practical exam and get your driver's license.”I hold back a massive smile. I am finally doing this. I am learning how







