đ„ "She Made the Playboy Fall to His Knees..." đ„ "Donât hurt Daddyâs hands," he growled, lips brushing her ear, breath hot on her skin. "Daddy needs those hands to pin you down... right there on that bed." "And when I do... youâll cream so hard for me." Monalisaâs knees buckled. She grabbed his arm to stay upright. He chuckled. "Thatâs more like it." đ Jayden James Bruno, the billionaire every woman dreams of⊠Cold. Ruthless. Addicted to control. He doesnât do love. He does bodies. Until Monalisa walked in. Now, he wants only one thing... To have her legs wrapped around his waist⊠and her heart in his hands. But Monalisa isnât the type to fall. Sheâs the one who makes the devil beg. đ A blazing romance full of steamy tension, power play, and jaw-dropping secrets. đ Not for the faint of heart. Are you ready for Jayden and Monalisa?
Voir plusWhat could possibly go wrong? I'm already having a bad day, thanks to my stupid secretary who's messed things up for me.
I managed to hold my cool until the end of the meeting. After the meeting, I returned back to my office, slamming the door behind me.
She walked in shaking in fear. She quietly shut the door behind me and made sure she stood three feet away from me.
I turned towards her, and glared at her. I was really furious.
"You! My thunderous voice filled my office.
Immediately, she fell on the floor, begging for forgiveness.
How dare she mess up!
Stupid bitxh has been lusting after me, she ended up saving her nude pictures and stupid pictures on my flash drive. During the meeting today, her useless picture showed up with her stupid write up.
"Daughter of eve! I yelled at her.
"I'm so sorry sir. I'm truly sorry " she said, her irritating voice.
"Sorry? Can sorry fix anything? Can it! You little whore!
"Yes sir. I want to be your whore! She screamed.
"What? My jaw dropped and I took a step back. "You want to be my what?
"Your whore sir! Sir, I want to be your whore, your pet. I want you to treat me the way you wish to. I've always longed for this day"
"You're out of your mind, Cynthia!!
"Yes sir. That's because I'm madly in love with you. Don't love me back sir. I'm okay if you could...' she stood up immediately and walked close to me. "If you..." She began to unbutton her shirt. "If you could at least, even if it's just once, I'll be okay, take absolute control of my body, sir" she bit her lower lip and smiled at me.
I knew where she was driving at, but I was quite shocked, not that she wants me, of course I'm really handsome and lots of women want me, crave for me and want me in between them, but I'm marvelled by her audacity to say and do such in my office. I'm her boss.
"Cynthia, I'm your boss, for goodness sake!! Get out!
"Sir, I can't. I need you. Sir, I'm really good and I can take care of you" she drew closer and began to caress my chest, that's more like it. And what I needed at that moment, but I'm supposed to be mad at her.
I quickly pushed her away.
"Stop Cynthia! Stop it? Get out of my office and get ready to loose your job!
"Fine sir"
"Fine what?
"I'm ready to loose my job. Just one time with you. Sir, one time with you is one hundred times better than my job. Sir, I'm craving for you. I'm wet right now, you can confirm."
"What the heck? What's wrong with you! Get out! Out now! Leave from here before I get the security to send you not just out of my office but my company."
"After you..." She leaned in, pressing her boobs against my chest. "Fuck me" she whispered in my ear.
I immediately had goosebumps as all my hairs stood up. What the heck?
I swallowed my saliva, my heart leaped in joy. Exactly what I needed but, I can't break so soon. Why trying to gather my thoughts, her hands moved from my chest down to my leg. What the heck is she trying to do? Next minute, she was unbuckling my belt.
She's damn serious.
"This is an office, we can't..." I paused and looked at her, her eyes begged for it. "Damn the office, come here. "
I pushed her on my table and lifted her skirt.
I slide in and began to hit her.
Cynthia began to moan. She immediately wrapped her legs around me. I commanded her to either moan softly or cover up her filthy mouth, I wouldn't want anyone getting drawn in and walk in on us in such a disgusting position. The CEO of this mighty company, making out with his lowly secretary.
Just few minutes into her, I stopped and zipped up my trousers. She must be disappointed.
I returned back to my seat and fixed my tie.
"Why sir? Why stop?
"You do not have the flavour that I enjoy."
"What flavour sir?
"Some kind of flavour."
"But sir... I'm still very much horny and wet."
"Quiet. " I dialed a number. "Get the car ready. I'm going out for lunch."
"Sir, I?
"Cynthia, out of my office. You ain't sweet at all. Not at all."
"Sir?
"Cynthia, you taste more like...ginger and garlic with a touch of like. You are boring. Can't even moan properly, uh. Just leave."
I grabbed my phone and stood up.
"And listen, the child's play that took place right now, shouldn't leave this door, or else.." I moved closer to her. "You Will definitely regret ever knowing me, Jayden James Bruno. "
I smirked and walked out of my office.
Minutes later, I arrived at the restaurant.
While enjoying my meal, a silly waitress dropped a glass of water on a lady on white shirt.
My attention was caught immediately by her. Her chest was such a perfect view. Now, I took a very good look at this gorgeous looking lady.
Her skirt accentuated her hips and tiny waist. Her wet shirt revealed her upper curves..
Damn, She is totally a full package of goodies. She's got succulent lips.
Her sweet voice when she calmed the waitress and reassured the waitress that she's okay.
She grabbed some paper towel to wipe off her neck.
My eyes followed her hand movements.
Couldn't stop looking, till I dropped my cutlery. I quickly pick d them up when her straight legs caught my attention.
How she carried her body while she walked. Those citrus perfect shaped ass were playing a beautiful rhythm while she walked away. Her ass kept moving effortlessly that I felt like grabbing it.
Now, that's what we call a body with flavour. Whoever she is, I want her.
I couldn't leave the restaurant.
Now I know that face, I definitely meet her again and next time, I'm going to make her mine.
I finished up with my meal and returned back to the company.
Cynthia followed me into my office.
I sat on the couch and crossed my legs.
"What do you want right now? I asked in an angry tone.
"I want to apologize sir."
"Apologize for what?
"For earlier. I sincerely apologise sir."
"You may leave."
"But sir..."
"What Cynthia? What?
"I want to make it up to you sir, by inviting you over to my place for dinner. I hope you'll come."
"Why would I show up at the door step of a mere secretary, my secretary? I won't come."
"May I come to your place instead?
"May I withdraw the forgiveness then?
"Not at all, but if that would make you grant my request, then do"
"You're nuts. Out "
"Yes sir."
Cynthia walked out of the office while I leaned back, thinking about the flavour that I had seen at the restaurant. I want that flavour.
We arrived at the hospital, and before the car could even come to a complete stop, I threw the door open and jumped out. My legs carried me faster than my mind could process. My chest burned, but I didnât care. My only thought was Jayden.I pushed through the hallways, bumping into people without saying a word. When I reached the surgery room, my heart sank. The room was empty. Cold. Silent.âNo⊠no, where is he?â my voice trembled as I whispered to myself.I spun around and rushed back to the reception desk, my palms sweaty, my knees almost giving out.âPlease,â I panted, leaning on the counter. âJayden⊠the patient that was brought in after the accident. Where is he?âThe nurse, calm as ever, looked at the chart and then back at me. âHeâs been moved to a private ward.âI didnât even let her finish before I whispered a shaky âThank youâ and bolted toward the hallway she pointed.Behind me, Donald and Tricia finally caught up, their footsteps echoing in the corridor. My heart was raci
The siren wailed as the ambulance raced through the city. I sat inside, clutching Jaydenâs hand so tightly it felt like if I let go, Iâd lose him forever. Tears rolled down my cheeks, blinding me. His face was pale, his lips bruised, his chest rising and falling in shallow breaths.âGod, please donât take him from me,â I whispered through sobs. âPlease let him live⊠pleaseâŠâThe paramedics shouted things I couldnât understand. It was all noise. The only thing clear was the weight of Jaydenâs hand in mine, the faint warmth reminding me he was still here, still fighting.When the ambulance screeched to a halt at the hospital, chaos followed. The back doors flew open and a stretcher was pulled in.âCareful! One, two, three!â The paramedics lifted Jayden onto the stretcher.âNo⊠noâŠâ My heart screamed as his hand slipped away from mine. The emptiness was instant. I stood frozen, my feet glued to the floor, watching them wheel him away. It felt like watching my soul being dragged down a da
It had been one of those days that made my head pound. Meetings back-to-back. No time to breathe. I had been in and out of the factory, checking the production for our new designs, then rushing to the design department to review the fresh concepts theyâd been working on. Every conversation felt like a clock ticking louder in my head.I didnât even realize the time run so fast. My stomach twisted in protest, reminding me I hadnât eaten. My phone began to ring and ring again, vibrating against my desk like it was about to burst.The moment I saw the caller ID, my heart skipped and then slammed against my ribs.Jayden.I didnât think. I just grabbed my bag, almost knocking my chair over, and rushed out."Hello Jayden, Iâll be with you shortly. Thank you," I said breathlessly into the phone as I hurried down the hall.I practically leapt into the elevator. My heels tapped restlessly against the floor as if they could make the slow box move faster. Each floor felt like a year passing.The
After a long, soothing evening bath, I changed into a cute nightgown and headed to the kitchen. The cool tiles felt good under my bare feet. I grabbed a bottle of orange juice from the fridge, the condensation slick against my palm, and poured a generous amount into a glass.As I savored the tangy sweetness of the juice, scrolling mindlessly through my phone, a message popped up, halting my thumb mid-swipe. My heart did a little flutter, anticipating something good, but that feeling vanished as soon as I read it."I warned you not to meet with him, but you didn't listen. Now watch and see what happens to those who do not listen."A shiver traced its way down my spine, raising goosebumps on my arms. I reread the message, trying to decipher its meaning. Was it a threat? A warning? My stomach churned with unease.After a forced, lighthearted chat with everyone, trying to mask the growing anxiety gnawing at me, I retreated to my bedroom. I adjusted the duvet, smoothing out the wrinkles, a
I arrived at the restaurant where I was supposed to meet Jayden.The moment my hand touched the door handle, a wave of anxious heat brushed over my skin, making me stop right there. My breath came quicker, and my chest felt tight, as if my heart was knocking hard to be let out.For a moment, I closed my eyes and took in a slow, deep breath."You can do this," I whispered to myself, trying to swallow the lump in my throat. Then I pushed the door open.The place smelled like coffee and fresh bread, warm and inviting, yet my stomach churned with nerves. My eyes scanned the room until they landed on him, Jayden James Bruno, sitting at a corner table, one hand resting on the table, the other scrolling on his phone like he had no care in the world."There he is⊠living his best life," I muttered under my breath, rolling my eyes. My heels clicked softly against the floor as I walked toward him."If it isnât Mister Jayden James Bruno," I said, letting my voice drip with sarcasm.He looked up,
It was Monday morning.The day Iâd been dreading.The day I had planned to finally sit across from Jayden and get the truth out of him, whether I was truly his love or just⊠a convenient choice.The thought made my stomach churn. I was terrified of what I might hear. Terrified that the last few years of my life had been nothing but a cruel play, and I was the only one acting in love. Terrified that our marriage had been built on a lie from the very beginning.Iâd been awake long before my alarm. My eyes had been fixed on the ceiling for hours, my heart pounding in quiet bursts.When the first rays of light slipped into the room, I pushed the covers away and crossed to the window. With a slow breath, I drew the curtains open. The sunlight streamed in, bathing my room in a soft golden glow. For a moment, it almost felt like hope.I pushed the window open and let the cool morning air touch my face. My chest felt a little lighter. Maybe it was a sign. Maybe the day wouldnât end in heartbr
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