LOGINELEANOR POVI wake up noticing the space beside me is empty and cold. I try to sit up, but a sweet, heavy ache sears straight through my core and the corners of my mouth, forcing me flat back onto the mattress. 'Jesus.' I try a second time, successfully managing to swing my legs over the edge and pad into the bathroom. He isn't there. Instead, my eyes land on the vanity. Arrayed in a neat, perfect row are my exact brands of shampoo, my body washes, and all the half-used skincare products from my own apartment."There is no way," I murmur. Quickly brush my teeth and freshen up, completely baffled. When I open his massive walk-in wardrobe to steal one of the oversized designer shirts he keeps on rotation, a gasp catches in my throat. My clothes, my rompers, and my favorite shorts completely fill the left wing of his custom closet. From the mirror installed in the closet, I catch of something else. Right across from it, a sleek new vanity table faces the mirror, fully stocked with my sig
"Fucking dammit, Anor" She takes me deeper on the word 'dammit' and I forget my own name. Her tongue rolls along my length. Her grip on my balls tightens. I squeeze her breast and she goes deeper, groaning. Then she coughs around me, still sucking. I lift up, letting go of her tits"Come sit on my face let me take over" Her tongue rolls around my length at my words and she squeeze my balls tighter. I fall back flat. This woman. She makes a sound that is half-moan, half-something that might be'you taste so good'. It's muffled and warm around me, her head lowering another inch deeper, with one hand hoding the base of my cock and the other holding my balls. I fall back. Everything in me roaring to lift my hips and thrust into her."Fucking shit. Just like that baby" Her fist tighten on my balls and head bop into my cock like the praise ignites her. I thrust my hips forward before I can stop myself, my cuffed hands now resting on her head, her name dissolving somewhere in my chest before
BANKS POVI open my eyes and I'm met with darkness. Something covers my eyes: firm, soft and a very familiar body moves above me. Her tits jiggling right over my face. Fucking hell, Eleanor. Her scent invades me: pineapple and something between sweet and gripping,that's uniquely her.'It'll be a bloody fight before I let her go to another man' She shifts as if hearing my thoughts , and I feel her hands find my left wrist: Gentle and deliberate. Her humorous attempt at trying very hard not to wake me. Suddenly, a cold metal settles around one wrist, then the other. I wiggle it. What on earth is she doing?"You’re handcuffed, blindfolded, and about to get played in your own home, that's what" The pessimistic part of my brain offers its unsolicited assessment. I ignore it completely. Very well now intrigued by what my woman is doing."What does he eat to be this hard?" She grumbles, positioning my cuffed hands above my head against the headboard with a deep grunt, and I settle it there.
BANKS POVEleanor shifts beside me and I pull her closer, flattening her chest against mine. My arm tightens around her waist. She groans softly, then settles — and I exhale into her hair, letting myself believe, just for a moment, that I know how to do this. How to hold someone and not ruin it. Less than two minutes pass before I feel it: the careful, deliberate wave of her palm across my face. Testing. I stay completely still. She does it again-slower this time, barely a breath of movement. Satisfied, she lifts my arm from around her waist with both hands, gentle as someone defusing something. I let her. Something in my chest says 'wait. See what she does.'It's going to be either something good for me or bad. I believe beneficial and hope it's nothing worth my rage. Her footsteps recede, the door eases shut behind her with a click so soft she must have held the handle the entire way. The moment it closes, I reach for my phone and pull up the penthouse security feed. I take in her
ELEANOR POVHis palm moves up to cup my face, his thumb sliding up to stroke the bridge of my nose."You removed your nose ring." I stop breathing then whip my head up at him. He continues to stroke the smooth, empty skin of the ring's spot, his eyes narrowing as he observe my expression. I look directly into my eyes for a split second "Hm" That's all I could mutter before my bottom lip bites down hard, my gaze darting away from his face. He stops stroking my nose, leaning back slightly in the leather chair to watch me."Why?" I bite my bottom lip hard, a familiar, suffocating wave of self-pity instantly try to creep back into the center of my chest. I shake my head, refusing it. 'I'm fat, pretty and smart. Not everyone can have all three' I mention to myself"You actually noticed?""I notice absolutely everything about you, Anor," he murmurs, his tone instantly dropping to a deep, soothing, and fiercely protective register."Why exactly did you take it out?""I don't need it anymo
BANKS POV"I have a Chief Operating Officer, Managing Directors, Executive VPs, major shareholders, a personal assistant of four years, a general manager, branch supervisors, and a fully autonomous C-suite at every single global subsidiary." I growl directly into the receiver, my voice tight as I pace the expanse of the room."I also have a state-of-the-art, highly sought-after security team. You Carlton lead my entire IT and security division. Are you seriously trying to tell me that none of you can handle the daily operations of the firm without my physical presence?" I suck in a deep, aggressive breath, the corporate stress doing absolutely nothing to settle the dark adrenaline still humming in my veins."It isn't exactly like that, Mr. Banks," Carlton's voice replies over the line, cautious and measured. "But it has been an entire week of your complete absence from the headquarters.""And the problem there is what, exactly?""There are capital allocations, sovereign-level complia
I rub my hand on the spot he bit me as he walks us further in. If I had doubts that people were looking at me, now I'm sure... All thanks to a certain someone. I look back at them and my mouth falls open at the first person I lock eyes with. "Is that..." "Who's she?" SomeoneMamong the crowd ques
ELEANOR POVBanks’s grip is an unyielding blaze on my waist as we leave the chaotic red carpet and step in through the gate.There’s a difference between our worlds. The noises fade. The brightness of the flashlights is nonexistent, and the crowd of paparazzi is replaced by silence.There’s absolu
"Gone through what?" I whisper, trying not to let my hope be too obvious. If he truly watched and isn't angry, won't sue me, or collect his money back, then oh, hello!"Her words. Giving you dresses that aren't your size."He really watched it. I bite my lip and lower my face. "I slapped her. I swe
ELEANOR POVI'm falling for this man.It's ridiculous. It's bound to end in my shame and disgrace. I'm bound to get heartbroken and maybe even lose the money he has given me. But as I watch him lick his fingers that were just inside my pussy, and listen to him whisper that he misses me over and ov







