Half Her Age,Twice The Sin

CHAPTER ONE.Alana rolled her neck this way and that, exhaling deeply as the muscles popped in response. It’d been three weeks since she left the house for a business trip and she was all too excited to come back to Charles.However, the atmosphere around the house was a gloomy one and she wondered why but when she thought of the surprise she had in store for her boyfriend, she pushed dark thoughts out of her head.Stepping out of the car, she dragged her suitcase out, as well as the bags of decorations she stopped to get at a supermarket.One of the mall attendants had assured her that scented candles were sure to bring back the spark of romance in the bedroom. Especially since things had gone a little sour between her and Charles. She hoped to surprise him with her arrival and maybe after a few rounds of makeup sex, things would bounce back to normal. That was why she reached for sandalwood, jasmine and vanilla, three scents that were known to be alluring. A few packets of red pet

CHAPTER 3FIVE YEARS LATER…Alara raises her head high to look at the building which stretches endlessly into the sky. Tall, sleek glass bounce off the light of the early morning sun. She steps forward, gripping her handbag firmly as she finally moves, ascending the stairs and walking into the establishment. Her heels click against the polished marble, announcing her presence and demanding attention. Heads turn to obey, conversations become on hold and curious eyes trail her every move. She doesn’t spare anyone a single glance.Inside, the lobby hums with the usual Monday morning chaos. Employees rushing in to avoid a strike for late coming, phones ringing, the sharp click-clacks of keyboards—it is an image of a typical business place. That is until they spot her.Alara exudes confidence as she strides through the place like she owns it, grey eyes locked ahead and posture poised. She is a force of feminine power and grace. The elevator doors gleam ahead as if in wait for her arriv

“So this is going to be your office from now on Mr Xavier.” Alara pushes the glass doors revealing a large office. She has spent the last hour showing him around the company, his office was the last stop for the day. The mahogany table gave the room a certain kind of aura suitable for someone like Xavier. The Opaque glass of the office was exactly what he needed as no one could know what he was doing in his office. The imagination of bending over the woman that stood before him on his desk, her ass in the air, turned him on so bad he distracted himself by looking around.Xavier walks into the office looking around as if checking if it was to his taste. “This will do Miss Alara.” He flashes her one of his playboy smiles and Alara couldn’t help but grimace. Prostitute, she thought to herself but she wouldn’t dare say it out loud would she? As much as she would love to smack his advances off his head, she loved her job a bit too much to risk it.“That will be all for today Mr Xavier,

“Unbelievable.”Charles tossed the black folder across his table, where it skidded across to the edge. Michelle, sitting on the edge of the couch with her legs elegantly crossed, raised an eyebrow but said nothing at first. She had dropped by to check in on him during office hours just to be met by his outburst.“I mean, of all people,” Charles continued, pacing now, his voice rising with every word, “he brings Xavier back? My screw-up of a Step-brother? And puts Alara in charge of training him? Are we all being pranked by some divine comedy writer or what?” Michelle arched a perfectly manicured brow. “You done throwing your little tantrum?”“Do I look done?” Charles snapped turning towards her, running a hand through his hair. “My own father practically shoved me aside to bring him in. And then pairs him with my ex like it’s a damn reality show twist. Do you expect me to smile and be giggly about that Michelle?”Michelle uncrossed her legs, stood, and walked over to him. “Let’s be r

Alara’s face is buried in a pile of workload and glasses sit on her face as she skims through the pages of the documents she has to hand over to Xavier as part of his workload when a knock is heard on the door of her office. It sounded more like someone banging on the door than a knock…She didn’t look up. “Come in.”The door opened immediately and almost too aggressively.Charles.She sighed audibly before meeting his gaze. “Should’ve figured when I heard it sound like my door was about to crash down.”Charles stepped in like an angry bull released from its pen, his lip still swollen and the bruise around his jaw fresh, thanks to Xavier’s fist.“I see the punch landed well,” Alara said, dry as sandpaper. “Too bad whoever did it didn’t harm your eyes, they look fine.”He shut the door behind him with a little too much force. “Don’t flatter yourself, Alara. I’m not here to play games.”She stood slowly, crossing her arms and leaning against the desk. “Oh, good. Because last time I check