로그인Prescott’s POV
I left Aurora with Lena and stepped into my office, shutting the glass door behind me. The morning had already been long, and it wasn’t even ten yet I dropped into my chair, loosened my tie slightly, and pulled out my phone. Marcus’s name flashed on the screen almost immediately I answered. “Tell me something useful,” I said, leaning back. Marcus chuckled. “You’re in a mood. How’s life with the new stepsister treating you?” I glanced at the closed door. “She’s stubborn, quiet, and acts like she’s allergic to me. Other than that, the house is still standing.” “You sound entertained.” “I am.” I swiveled my chair toward the window. “It’s interesting having someone around who doesn’t immediately try to impress me she looks at me like I’m a problem she has to tolerate.” Marcus laughed. “That’s new for you anyways I’ve got actual news. My father finally approved the joint deal between our companies, he wants me to come in this week so we can go over the terms face-to-face.” “Good. Send the preliminary files over. We’ll set something up.” “Will do. Try not to scare your new assistant off before I get there.” I was about to reply when the door to my office opened. Lena stepped inside, closing it quietly behind her. The look in her eyes was already familiar sharp, hungry, and full of intent. “I’ll call you back,” I told Marcus. “Something just came up.” I hung up without waiting for his response. Lena walked straight toward my desk, her heels silent against the carpet. Without a word, she turned and sat on the edge of the desk, facing me directly her eyes locked onto mine as her fingers moved to the buttons of her blouse. One by one, she undid them until the fabric fell open She wasn’t wearing a bra Her full breasts spilled free, nipples already tight. My cock hardened instantly against my slacks. This was why she was my favorite. Lena never needed instructions. She never asked for more than I was willing to give she knew her place, knew the rules, and knew exactly how to get me hard without wasting time. No emotions, no expectations Just clean, filthy convenience. She lifted one leg and placed her heel on my armrest, then the other, slowly spreading her thighs open. Her skirt rode up until there was nothing left to the imagination. She wasn’t wearing panties either her smooth, waxed pussy was already wet and slightly swollen, glistening under the office lights. “Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. I didn’t think. I simply leaned forward, gripped her thighs, and buried my face between her legs the taste of her hit my tongue immediately warm, slick, and ready. I dragged my tongue slowly through her folds, then focused on her clit, sucking it between my lips while she gasped. Lena’s head fell back. One of her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as she arched her back I reached up and filled my hands with her breasts, squeezing and rolling her nipples between my fingers while I licked her properly. She was already dripping, I pushed one finger inside her, then a second, curling them as my tongue continued to work her clit. “Mm… yes,” she whispered, grinding her pussy against my mouth. “Just like that…” Her soft moans filled the office. I fucked her with my fingers in steady, deep strokes, sucking harder whenever her thighs started to tremble. She was getting close I could feel it in the way she clenched around my fingers and pulled at my hair. Then she suddenly tugged harder. I lifted my head, lips still wet, irritation already rising at the interruption… And froze. Aurora was standing just inside the door, eyes wide, face pale with shock. A stack of files was clutched against her chest. She looked completely rooted to the spot, as if her body had stopped working. For a second, none of us moved. Lena’s expression twisted into clear annoyance. Her legs were still spread open on my desk, my fingers still inside her. The entire scene was exposed, raw, and undeniable. Aurora’s gaze flicked from my face to Lena’s body, then back again. Something sharp and disgusted flashed across her expression. Without a word, she stepped forward, dropped the files onto the edge of my desk with slightly unsteady hands, and turned on her heel. The door closed behind her with a soft but final click. Silence settled over the office. Lena let out an irritated breath and closed her legs, sliding off the desk. “She should’ve knocked” I leaned back in my chair, jaw tight, still hard and now thoroughly annoyed though not entirely for the reason Lena assumed. The look on Aurora’s face lingered in my mind longer than it should have Shock, disgust, something else I couldn’t immediately name. I reached for a tissue and wiped my mouth, then my fingers. “Get dressed,” I said calmly. Lena buttoned her blouse, smoothing her skirt back into place. She glanced at me, clearly waiting to see if we would continue. When I didn’t move to pull her back, her lips pressed into a thin line. “She’s going to be a problem,” she said. I looked toward the closed door, the ghost of Aurora’s stunned expression still fresh. “She’s already a problem,” I muttered. Lena left a moment later, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. Once she was gone, I stayed seated in the quiet office, staring at the stack of files Aurora had left behind. My cock was still throbbing with unfinished need, but my mind was no longer on Lena. It was on the girl who had just walked in on me with pure shock in her eyes… and the strange, irritating fact that I cared even a little about what she had seen. I exhaled slowly and ran a hand through my hair. This arrangement was becoming more complicated than I had planned. And it was only her first day.Prescott’s POV I left Aurora with Lena and stepped into my office, shutting the glass door behind me. The morning had already been long, and it wasn’t even ten yet I dropped into my chair, loosened my tie slightly, and pulled out my phone. Marcus’s name flashed on the screen almost immediately I answered.“Tell me something useful,” I said, leaning back.Marcus chuckled. “You’re in a mood. How’s life with the new stepsister treating you?”I glanced at the closed door. “She’s stubborn, quiet, and acts like she’s allergic to me. Other than that, the house is still standing.”“You sound entertained.”“I am.” I swiveled my chair toward the window. “It’s interesting having someone around who doesn’t immediately try to impress me she looks at me like I’m a problem she has to tolerate.”Marcus laughed. “That’s new for you anyways I’ve got actual news. My father finally approved the joint deal between our companies, he
AuroraThe moment I stepped out of the elevator behind Prescott, I felt the eyes on me, with women greeting Prescott in a flirty way they all seem to want him and I wonder what they see in him. Zane Enterprises was exactly what I expected sleek, modern, and filled with people who looked like they belonged on the cover of a business magazine. As we walked through the open floor, conversations quieted. I caught the whispers almost immediately.“Who’s that?”“Is she new?”“She’s a little… big for this floor, isn’t she?”“She doesn’t look like she belongs here.”The words were soft, but not soft enough. Heat crawled up my neck, but I kept my back straight and my expression neutral. They had no idea who I was, and I preferred it that way. Dominic had promised the staff wouldn’t be told I was family. Right now, that felt like both a protection and a curse Prescott didn’t seem to notice the murmuring or if he did, he
Aurora’s POV I roll over in the bed again,Sleep was impossible.I had been lying in bed for nearly an hour, staring at the ceiling, when the first sounds reached me through the walls at first it was just a low murmur of voices, then the unmistakable creak of a bedframe. I turned onto my side and pressed the pillow over my ear, hoping it would stop.It didn’t.A woman’s moan cut through the quiet of the mansion loud, shameless, and completely unrestrained. My eyes snapped open anorher moan followed, higher this time, followed by the rhythmic sound of skin slapping against each other I stared at the darkness in disbelief.He had brought someone here.On the second night I was under the same roof.The girl was loud every gasp, every broken cry of his name, every filthy plea seemed to echo down the hallway and straight into my room. I squeezed my eyes shut, heat crawling up my neck not from embarrassment alone, but fr
Prescott’s POV I was lying on the couch in the living room, scrolling aimlessly through my phone, when the screen lit up with a new message.*Lena: Miss that cock…The text was followed by four photos.I opened them immediately.The first one showed her lying on her bed in nothing but a black lace thong, her full tits pushed together by her arms. The second was a closer shot of her pinching one nipple, lips parted. The third was her on all fours, ass arched high toward the camera, the thin string of the thong disappearing between her cheeks the last one was her fingers spreading her pussy open, already glistening.My cock twitched hard against my sweatpants, fuck. *Lena: Can I come over? I need it rough tonight.I smirked and typed back.*Prescott: Gate code is the same, come now and don’t wear anything under your coat.She replied within seconds.*Lena: On my way.I stood up, adjusted my already th
Aurora’s POV The door clicked shut behind Prescott, and the silence that followed felt heavier than anything I had experienced all day.I stood in the middle of the unfamiliar bedroom, still wearing the blush bridesmaid dress, and took a slow look around the room was beautiful there was no denying it. A large bed with crisp white linens sat against the wall, a soft grey armchair rested near the window, and the furniture was modern and expensive without being cold. A private bathroom was attached, and the closet was bigger than my entire bedroom back home.I hated how easily someone could get used to this kind of comfort.I changed into an old T-shirt and shorts from my suitcase, carefully hanging the dress in the closet so it wouldn’t wrinkle. couldn’t resist laying on the soft bed and slept off. I woke up to soft sunlight filtering through the wide curtains and the quiet hum of a house far too big for two
AuroraThe morning of the wedding arrived with soft golden sunlight and a sky so clear it looked almost painted. I stood in front of the mirror in the hotel room, staring at the soft blush-colored bridesmaid dress. It fit well enough after the alterations, but I still felt expose, the fabric clung to every curve I had spent years trying to minimize I forced my shoulders back anyway. I would not hunch not today.Then my mother stepped out of the dressing room, and for a moment I forgot how to breathe.Elena looked breathtaking, her ivory dress was elegant and timeless, with delicate lace that clung to her figure in all the right places before flowing gracefully to the floor. Her hair was swept up in soft waves, a few loose strands framing her face, and a simple pearl necklace rested against her collarbone. She looked radiant younger, lighter, and genuinely happy.“You look beautiful, Mom,” I said, and I meant it with my whole heart.She turned to me, and something softer than usual







