Bree stared blankly at the chocolate moist cake on the small plate in front of her. Chelle, who sat across from her, kept talking, but Bree’s attention was elsewhere.They were in the canteen for a snack. It was their break time, and the two had decided to eat there."Hey! Are you even listening to what I’m saying? You seem out of it, girl. I’ve been noticing this since the other day!"Startled, Bree looked up at her friend. She had no idea what Chelle had been talking about. She was caught off guard by the sudden rise in her friend’s voice.Bree let out a heavy sigh and listlessly lowered her head to the table. She didn’t answer Chelle’s questions."Hey! What’s going on with you? You look like an idiot," Chelle said, even smacking Bree’s slumped shoulder."It’s nothing. I’m just tired." That had always been Bree’s excuse whenever someone asked why she seemed so down lately.Even Aling Oping had noticed it. But Bree couldn’t say the real reason she’d been feeling lifeless the past few
“Let’s go later, okay? Please?”Chelle pressed her hands together and begged Bree.Bree just shook her head. She had no intention of going because she didn’t want to get drunk. She was sure that if they went to a bar, her friends would pressure her to drink. She was afraid it would happen again—waking up in an unfamiliar room.Bree shivered at the memory that some stranger had brought her there. She was lucky she hadn’t been taken advantage of.What if it happened again? And this time, she wouldn’t be so lucky?Bree continued typing on her computer. She was encoding the list of guests invited to the company’s anniversary party.Chelle stomped back to her desk and noisily rearranged her things.Bree couldn’t help but laugh at her friend’s reaction.Chelle was a party girl. Since she was single and had no family around, she could do whatever she wanted—especially bar hopping.“Fine, I’ll go. It’d be embarrassing to say no to Sir Renz, especially since it’s his birthday.”Chelle squealed
Jackson stared at the light brown liquid glistening in his glass. He’d already lost count of how many rounds of alcohol he’d had, but he still couldn’t feel its effects on his body.He’d been drinking a lot these past few days. He felt like getting drunk was the only way to escape his so-called problems—if they could even be called problems.Andrei was being loud—he was already drunk and flirting with the women they were with. Sebastian was also there, accompanied by Claire, his sister-in-law. They were joined by Maddox, who had just returned from abroad after getting someone pregnant.Jackson closed his eyes. His head was aching. The stress was taking a toll on his body. Alcohol and stress were a terrible combination for him.“Bro, how’s that cute girl? Bree, right?” Andrei suddenly asked.Jackson’s eyes snapped open when he heard Bree’s name.Andrei burst out laughing. From the reaction on Jackson’s face when he mentioned Bree, Andrei immediately knew that the girl had a special pla
Bree felt her body temperature rising. For some unknown reason, Bree loved the way the man she was dancing with was touching her. It was like her sanity left her, and all she could think about was how she wanted someone to touch her.Her body was sweating, but Bree didn't stop swaying to the loud music.The man behind her was Renz. He was dancing behind Bree while boldly touching her body. Her dress gave access to his sinful hands.From her waist, his hands moved up to her ample breasts.Renz was overjoyed that he finally had the chance to touch Bree. He had wanted her for a long time, but he couldn't make a move. He wanted her so much. Now, what he had wanted for so long was about to happen, he was going to claim her completely. And once that happened, she would be his.Renz cupped her breasts and gave them a little squeeze. He pulled her closer to his body and pressed his hard manhood against her. He had been hard for a while now. Bree's revealing dress made it all worse."Did you f
Jackson stilled and just let himself stare at the naked beauty in front of him. It took him all his self-control not to rush over to Bree and take her roughly.He already had difficulty controlling himself when they were at his office, how much more if he'll see her like this; moaning and begging him to fuck her.Jackson quickly approached the woman on the sofa. Bree is one beautiful woman. Her beauty was unique, and Jackson admitted that he was extremely attracted to her.Her eyes were sparkling and her skin was flushed. Jax had to remind himself every minute that Bree was not her usual self. He shouldn't listen to what she was saying. What came out of her mouth came from the sex drug."Bree. Where the fuck was your dress? Jesus, woman, you're making this hard for me."Jax let out a deep breath to calm himself, especially the monster between his legs. He couldn't guarantee that he could succeed in controlling himself.Jackson took Bree's hand to stop her from playing with her own wom
Bree was awakened by the sound of running water. The second thing she noticed was the soft bed and the familiar scent of the pillow she was using."Oh my God," the young woman whispered.Her head hurts like hell and she feels dizzy. Bree squeezed her eyes shut. She knew she wasn't in her own room. The soft bed and the masculine scent confirmed it.But unlike before when she felt fear and confusion, for some reason, Bree felt safe.She could still hear the running water, which meant someone was showering in the bathroom.Who could that be? And where am I?She tried to remember last night's events. All she could recall was going to a bar for Renz's birthday celebration.Bree remembered drinking what Renz gave her. After that, she couldn't remember anything else. She didn't know why she was in a different room instead of sleeping in her own.Bree slowly opened her eyes. The room was dim, but through the window, she could see it was already bright outside.The room was clean and painted w
"Sir Jackson, wait, your thing is poking me." Bree couldn't help but blurt out. His hard manhood was pressing against her center! She wasn't wearing any underwear, so she could really feel it.Bree tried to stop Jackson by pushing against his muscular chest. But he didn't budge at all. He remained hovering above her and still positioned between her opened thighs.She wanted to know what really happened last night first, but not the way he wanted.Surely his manhood could wait, right?What happened last night that made her boss seem to have such bad intentions toward her?But as he said, no sex had occurred, so what was Jackson doing now?The young woman still couldn't process why she was with him now.Was he invited last night? She couldn't remember anyone mentioning that her boss would be coming.Bree's face heated up when she realized their position on the bed. No wonder his hard manhood was poking her—she was lying with her legs spread open and he was between her thighs.She was un
Bree let out another deep sigh. She couldn’t stop thinking about what happened yesterday. She had to skip work—because Jackson told her to.She ended up staying at his apartment the entire day. He wouldn’t let her leave until she agreed to what he wanted.It just hit her now—what he did was basically blackmail!She sighed again, unaware that Chelle had been watching her for a while now. Her friend didn’t say a word, but she was clearly observing Bree, trying to read every expression on her face.Chelle knew something was bothering her. She didn’t ask, though—because she was sure Bree wouldn’t admit anything.After their night out at the bar, Bree didn’t come to work the next day. Her excuse? She got too drunk and woke up late. But Chelle wasn’t buying it. Something definitely happened.And to make things even more suspicious, Mr. Renz hadn’t shown up to work for two days now.Could something have happened between the two of them? Chelle couldn’t help but wonder. Not that it would be a
Jackson stood up and walked toward the door.Bree remained frozen in front of his desk. Her heart was pounding so hard she could almost hear it echoing in her ears.His scent lingered throughout the office.He smells really good today… Was it always like this? The office never used to smell this good before, right?Her brows furrowed the moment she heard the faint click of the door locking.It took her a few seconds to process what that sound meant.When she turned around, she was shocked to find Jackson already standing behind her.How did he move so quietly? Or maybe she just didn’t notice because her thoughts were all over the place.Bree quickly turned her back to him.Jackson stood just inches behind her. He took a deep breath, inhaling her scent. Just her smell was enough to drive him wild. He had to admit, Bree wasn’t like the other women he usually wanted just for sex. Sure, he wanted to sleep with her, but something deeper was pulling him toward her—and that was something Jac
Bree let out another deep sigh. She couldn’t stop thinking about what happened yesterday. She had to skip work—because Jackson told her to.She ended up staying at his apartment the entire day. He wouldn’t let her leave until she agreed to what he wanted.It just hit her now—what he did was basically blackmail!She sighed again, unaware that Chelle had been watching her for a while now. Her friend didn’t say a word, but she was clearly observing Bree, trying to read every expression on her face.Chelle knew something was bothering her. She didn’t ask, though—because she was sure Bree wouldn’t admit anything.After their night out at the bar, Bree didn’t come to work the next day. Her excuse? She got too drunk and woke up late. But Chelle wasn’t buying it. Something definitely happened.And to make things even more suspicious, Mr. Renz hadn’t shown up to work for two days now.Could something have happened between the two of them? Chelle couldn’t help but wonder. Not that it would be a
"Sir Jackson, wait, your thing is poking me." Bree couldn't help but blurt out. His hard manhood was pressing against her center! She wasn't wearing any underwear, so she could really feel it.Bree tried to stop Jackson by pushing against his muscular chest. But he didn't budge at all. He remained hovering above her and still positioned between her opened thighs.She wanted to know what really happened last night first, but not the way he wanted.Surely his manhood could wait, right?What happened last night that made her boss seem to have such bad intentions toward her?But as he said, no sex had occurred, so what was Jackson doing now?The young woman still couldn't process why she was with him now.Was he invited last night? She couldn't remember anyone mentioning that her boss would be coming.Bree's face heated up when she realized their position on the bed. No wonder his hard manhood was poking her—she was lying with her legs spread open and he was between her thighs.She was un
Bree was awakened by the sound of running water. The second thing she noticed was the soft bed and the familiar scent of the pillow she was using."Oh my God," the young woman whispered.Her head hurts like hell and she feels dizzy. Bree squeezed her eyes shut. She knew she wasn't in her own room. The soft bed and the masculine scent confirmed it.But unlike before when she felt fear and confusion, for some reason, Bree felt safe.She could still hear the running water, which meant someone was showering in the bathroom.Who could that be? And where am I?She tried to remember last night's events. All she could recall was going to a bar for Renz's birthday celebration.Bree remembered drinking what Renz gave her. After that, she couldn't remember anything else. She didn't know why she was in a different room instead of sleeping in her own.Bree slowly opened her eyes. The room was dim, but through the window, she could see it was already bright outside.The room was clean and painted w
Jackson stilled and just let himself stare at the naked beauty in front of him. It took him all his self-control not to rush over to Bree and take her roughly.He already had difficulty controlling himself when they were at his office, how much more if he'll see her like this; moaning and begging him to fuck her.Jackson quickly approached the woman on the sofa. Bree is one beautiful woman. Her beauty was unique, and Jackson admitted that he was extremely attracted to her.Her eyes were sparkling and her skin was flushed. Jax had to remind himself every minute that Bree was not her usual self. He shouldn't listen to what she was saying. What came out of her mouth came from the sex drug."Bree. Where the fuck was your dress? Jesus, woman, you're making this hard for me."Jax let out a deep breath to calm himself, especially the monster between his legs. He couldn't guarantee that he could succeed in controlling himself.Jackson took Bree's hand to stop her from playing with her own wom
Bree felt her body temperature rising. For some unknown reason, Bree loved the way the man she was dancing with was touching her. It was like her sanity left her, and all she could think about was how she wanted someone to touch her.Her body was sweating, but Bree didn't stop swaying to the loud music.The man behind her was Renz. He was dancing behind Bree while boldly touching her body. Her dress gave access to his sinful hands.From her waist, his hands moved up to her ample breasts.Renz was overjoyed that he finally had the chance to touch Bree. He had wanted her for a long time, but he couldn't make a move. He wanted her so much. Now, what he had wanted for so long was about to happen, he was going to claim her completely. And once that happened, she would be his.Renz cupped her breasts and gave them a little squeeze. He pulled her closer to his body and pressed his hard manhood against her. He had been hard for a while now. Bree's revealing dress made it all worse."Did you f
Jackson stared at the light brown liquid glistening in his glass. He’d already lost count of how many rounds of alcohol he’d had, but he still couldn’t feel its effects on his body.He’d been drinking a lot these past few days. He felt like getting drunk was the only way to escape his so-called problems—if they could even be called problems.Andrei was being loud—he was already drunk and flirting with the women they were with. Sebastian was also there, accompanied by Claire, his sister-in-law. They were joined by Maddox, who had just returned from abroad after getting someone pregnant.Jackson closed his eyes. His head was aching. The stress was taking a toll on his body. Alcohol and stress were a terrible combination for him.“Bro, how’s that cute girl? Bree, right?” Andrei suddenly asked.Jackson’s eyes snapped open when he heard Bree’s name.Andrei burst out laughing. From the reaction on Jackson’s face when he mentioned Bree, Andrei immediately knew that the girl had a special pla
“Let’s go later, okay? Please?”Chelle pressed her hands together and begged Bree.Bree just shook her head. She had no intention of going because she didn’t want to get drunk. She was sure that if they went to a bar, her friends would pressure her to drink. She was afraid it would happen again—waking up in an unfamiliar room.Bree shivered at the memory that some stranger had brought her there. She was lucky she hadn’t been taken advantage of.What if it happened again? And this time, she wouldn’t be so lucky?Bree continued typing on her computer. She was encoding the list of guests invited to the company’s anniversary party.Chelle stomped back to her desk and noisily rearranged her things.Bree couldn’t help but laugh at her friend’s reaction.Chelle was a party girl. Since she was single and had no family around, she could do whatever she wanted—especially bar hopping.“Fine, I’ll go. It’d be embarrassing to say no to Sir Renz, especially since it’s his birthday.”Chelle squealed
Bree stared blankly at the chocolate moist cake on the small plate in front of her. Chelle, who sat across from her, kept talking, but Bree’s attention was elsewhere.They were in the canteen for a snack. It was their break time, and the two had decided to eat there."Hey! Are you even listening to what I’m saying? You seem out of it, girl. I’ve been noticing this since the other day!"Startled, Bree looked up at her friend. She had no idea what Chelle had been talking about. She was caught off guard by the sudden rise in her friend’s voice.Bree let out a heavy sigh and listlessly lowered her head to the table. She didn’t answer Chelle’s questions."Hey! What’s going on with you? You look like an idiot," Chelle said, even smacking Bree’s slumped shoulder."It’s nothing. I’m just tired." That had always been Bree’s excuse whenever someone asked why she seemed so down lately.Even Aling Oping had noticed it. But Bree couldn’t say the real reason she’d been feeling lifeless the past few