BRIANNA After my meeting with my mom, I was in a bad mood. I threw myself into work, and the Gala preparations made that easy. The hum of the city outside provided a steady backdrop to the muted office atmosphere.Jayden sat behind his desk, his gaze fixed on me as I tried to organise the day’s reports. After a prolonged silence, Jayden’s voice cut through the ambient hum. “Ria,” he called, his tone low and deliberate. “Why do you keep dressing like that?” I looked down at my cotton gown. I agree that it had seen better days, but why did Jayden have to ask about it like that? “Like what?” I retorted, meeting his gaze. “Your wardrobe is hardly suitable for the image I want to project.” His steel blue eyes bore into mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. “What’s wrong with my wardrobe?” I challenged. He circled the desk, his steps deliberate and measured. His gaze swept over my outfit, a calculated assessment that left me feeling exposed. “It lacks sophistica
BRIANNAWhen I arrived at work the next day, I half-expected Jayden to act as if the dressing room incident hadn't happened, as he usually does. However, he surprised me by complimenting my outfit, causing me to blush when I realized I was wearing a green dress.Things felt tense whenever our hands brushed or our eyes met. I found myself making excuses to leave the room, unsure of how to handle this sudden directness from him.I stepped out to retrieve some documents for Jayden to sign and encountered some men dressed in expensive suits and slicked-back hair. They walked past me as if I didn't exist, which irked me, though I was in a hurry.There was something about them that gave me the creeps.They stepped into Jayden's office without knocking. "Steele! I brought mt man over for some business." one of them shoutd as they entered."Lucas, it's been a while," I heard Jayden's voice trail off as the door closed."Mr. Steele, I appreciate you taking the time to meet with me," Mr. Larms
BRIANNA The day of the Gala finally came. It was to be held at the Steele manor. Yes, I had been there a couple of times now, but I never went past the living room and Jayden’s study, so seeing the greenhouse area be turned into this huge outdoor dining space was definitely something. The crunch of gravel beneath my heels echoed softly in the stillness of the afternoon. Glancing down at my outfit, I smoothed out the fabric of the dress. The deep blue hue complemented my complexion, and I chose a subtle smoky eye for my makeup. Jayden had said to make a statement, so I went for the last dress I tried on that day. I decided to leave my hair down so it fell in loose waves around my shoulders, the soft curls framing my face gently. My crystal stud earrings caught the sunlight as I walked down the path. It was a chance to mingle with the city's elite, network, and maybe even make some valuable connections. But they have been rude, condescending, and irritable since I started working
BRIANNA I sighed as I sipped my drink, watching the guests talk to one another. Jayden had ensured I was by his side for most of the night after the run-in with Alexander. I was confused as to why he was so tense. Well, I mean, I guess I get that Alexander gave off a weird vibe that didn't sit well with me, but Jayden was acting like Alexander had tried to run off with his fianceé. I took another sip as I watched Jayden and his real fianceé from across the room. She had probably had enough of us standing together and came to drag Jayden away a few minutes ago. She kept talking and laughing quite obnoxiously. Even with the music and conversations, I could still hear her. The fundraiser officially started after long speeches and the whole Steele family, plus Jayden's fiance had moved to the stage for that. I had tried to follow, as his assistant, don't get me wrong, but some bitch Jayden hadn't introduced me to yet had stopped me and asked if I was slow, saying something like "Try not
“There”, Jayden let out with a satisfied purr, the end of his word fading into a groan as I took all of him into my throat. I felt his sac touch my lips, and I released all of him from the cage of my mouth, only to take him all in at once.“Princess,” he growled softly, and I felt the throbbing between my legs intensify.“Be a good girl and move.” I looked up at him from beneath my lashes. With a beguiling smirk, Jayden grips the root of my hair and shoves his massive member into the back of my throat. “Yes, like that, princess.” He growled. Caught off guard, my mouth slackened, and I nearly choked, tears filling my eyes. I wrapped my fists around the base of his cock, closed my eyes and began to bob my head, applying just enough pressure at the base of his cock. His hands gripped my hair tighter. Over the obscene sound of him in my mouth, I heard him hiss and grow bigger in my mouth. The thought of him buried deep inside me later seemed to feed my wanton desire as I felt wetnes
BRIANNA I woke in a rush, remnants of a heated dream clinging to my thoughts. Blinking away sleep, I checked the clock and bolted out of bed. 'Fuck, I was going to be late for my day job.' It took me a while getting dressed to remember I had been fired, so I shuffled to the kitchenette to make breakfast. 'That left my night job to sustain our small family.' The TV murmured in the background, the news anchor's voice a drone. But my attention zeroed in on Jayden Steele, a familiar face on the screen. His name came with a lot of emotions and unwanted memories. The billionaire's return had become the talk of the town, a spectacle I couldn't escape, even in the sanctum of my private space. That was probably why I was having those crazy flashbacks. I shifted my focus to the present as a noise caught my attention. My adorable toddler, Leo, had woken up. Leo, a cherubic figure with wide eyes that mirrored mine, toddled towards me with outstretched arms. I scooped him up, the warmth of h
BRIANNA A few days had passed since the unexpected encounter with Jayden, allowing thoughts to simmer and emotions to settle. I decided to give it a chance, seeing as I couldn’t get the idea out of my head. Outside the towering skyscraper, I fidgeted nervously. A throng of impeccably dressed people swirled around me, contrasting starkly with my thrifted blazer. With a deep breath, I approached the receptionist, who eyed me with an air of superiority. “Hello. I’m Briana Thames. I'm here for an appointment with Jayden,” I offered, attempting to smile. “I think you’re mistaken,” she retorted condescendingly. “Perhaps you should check your list or, better yet, call him,” I asked. “I’m quite busy now,” she gestured with her manicured hand. Please move along.” Suppressing my annoyance, I managed a tight-lipped smile. “Could you double-check? My name should be there.” After a scrutinizing glance, she consulted her list and made a call. Moments later, she gestured for me to follow. Jayd
One evening, during the restaurant evening rush, I weaved between tables, balancing a tray stacked with orders. It was a holiday, so many patrons were in the restaurant. The smell of expensive cologne was almost overwhelming; I sniffed as I walked by a table with a powerful scent. 'I might be allergic to something here.' I thought, blinking the water coming out of my smarting eyes. A sudden collision sent the tray crashing down—plates and drinks clattering loudly. Gasps echoed through the room as patrons turned toward the commotion. Heat flooded my cheeks; humiliation surged as the entire restaurant fell into a tense silence. I felt the icy stares and condescending comments and heard the stifled laughter, and it cut deeper than the shards on the floor. "Out of the way, clumsy!" a customer sneered, stepping over the mess without a glance. My hands shook as I scrambled to clean up. Tears welled in my eyes; I felt insignificant; my pride shattered alongside the broken dishes. A coll