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“Mum,” Emma says with disgust as she turns to Georgina. Shit. “What is she doing here baby?” Gina asks as she walks into my office. Her heels leaving a clicking sound on her trail. Gina has a sexy red dress on. It's completely inappropriate to be worn into the office but I'm the fucking boss around here. “I needed to speak with her,” I reply, standing to my feet to hug Gina. I'm actually glad she stopped by. She's the only one I know terrifies Emma. They both have a complicated relationship I don't quite understand. “Are you done?” Gina questions. Her eyes move to Emma. “Yes…yes we are.” Emma has a frown on her face with the folder in her arm as she stares at her mother. “Thank you for the offer, Mr Williams. I can't wait to start and you with anything you need.” Emma's eyes are on mine now. “Anything.” “You this-” I clear my throat wanting to ease the sudden tension in the room. “You can leave now,” I order Emma and she does just that. Georgina scoffs as the door shuts. “I don't know what she's up to but I don't like this one bit, Knox.” I let my hand fall down freely to meet Gina's ass and squeeze hard. “Stop it, Knox,” she jokingly says, leaning in to kiss me. Her lips taste sweet. They always do. She breaks it after a few seconds. “But I'm fucking serious, Knox. I don't trust my daughter around you.” “Babe, you have nothing to worry about. I promise.” I graze my finger on her lower lip, staring into her eyes. She's so fucking beautiful. Lips just as full as Emma's with the same brown eyes. Her brown hair is flowing down her shoulder. I flip the strands behind her to stare at my skin. “I trust you baby,” Gina smiles, kissing me again. This time, she uses her tongue and I match her strokes. She drops her purse on my table and grips my shirt with one arm, the other snaking dangerously to my erection. It's the perfect cover. “Hmmm….hard for me already,” Gina purrs. “Always,” I groan as she grips me harder. Fuck. Gina gently pushes me down to my seat and begins to tug at my belt. “The….the door,” I manage to say in-between ragged breaths as she slips her fingers into my underwear and grips my cock. “Expecting anyone?” My cock is out of my underwear now with her lips inches away from the tip. Gina is on her knees with my cock in her face. I want her lips around my head already. “No,” I groan. Her fingers sliding down my balls. Her eyes are glazing with lust when she looks at me. “Then let it.” She smiles and takes the head of my cock in her mouth. I groan a curse as she teases me with her tongue circling my cock. I yank her hair, pulling her face to me. “Put that mouth to good use and fucking suck my cock.” “Yes daddy,” she purrs. She grabs my cock with both hands and spits on it. It's so fucking hot. She begins to take me in slowly, her tongue teases the sensitive part of the tip. “Fuck…..fuck yes.” I dig my heel to the ground, filling her cunty mouth as I lean forward. She takes me whole and I let out a breath. “Now suck bitch.” Gina begins to move her head as she took my dick in and out of her mouth, caressing it with her tongue. It's so fucking good. “Lick it like I know you want to.” And she does. Her right hand slips down to my balls and plays with them. “Fuck.” She makes a sound with my dick still inside her mouth, leaving a sensation racing on my skin. “I want to fuck your mouth, baby.” She nods still gripping my dick like her life depends on it. I raise my hip higher and begin to thrust into her mouth. Her mouth is tight. And …..and driving me insane. “I'm fucking you over my table next baby. I'm almost there.” I slam my dick into her mouth some more, feeling the build up in my muscle. She squeezes my balls as she continues to take me in like a good little slut she is. “I'm coming baby,” I grunt. Gina is my nasty slut. All mine. She keeps her mouth on my dick and takes my release. Every drop of it. Her eyes glassy as she looks up at me with a smile. “Yummy,” she says as she swallows my cum. It's the best view in the whole fucking wide world. “My turn,” she says as she stands to her feet and sits to the table. She spreads her thighs wide open with no panties on. “Fuck,” I breathe as I take in the view of her wet pussy. “Please fuck me, daddy.” I taste her first, sliding my tongue over her clit. Then I proceed to eat her out as I slip two of my fingers into her. Gina's moans are quiet. She holds my head in place in-between her sweet cunt till she shudders against my grip. Her pussy dripping with more wetness. My dick is hard again. “Fuck me with your dick, daddy,” Gina moans. She muffles a scream when I slam into her. Her arms are locked underneath mine to hold her in place as I thrust deeper into her cunt. The urgency makes it even wilder as she grips me tighter till my dick is lost in her. I groan filling her insides with all of me. “Faster daddy, please fuck me harder.” I increase my pace, thrusting harder into her. She yells a moan, rolling her eyes to the back of her head. But all I see is Emma. What the fucking hell!MonicaAfter ending the call with Knox, I drive home with my hands clamped tightly around the steering wheel, my knuckles turning pale from the pressure. The fear I felt earlier about the drug test is completely gone. In its place, a burning rage takes over every part of me. I speed down the road, cutting between cars without a second thought. That idiot actually tried to have me arrested. He went behind my back and called the police on me. The thought makes my anger flare even hotter, I want to tear everything from him, his reputation, his company, the perfect life he’s so proud of. He’s going to regret ever crossing me.By the time I pull into my driveway, my whole body is shaking. I can barely steady myself as I step out of the car and head toward the front door. The moment I get inside, I kick off my heels. They slide across the living room floor with a loud thud. I toss my bag onto the couch but before I can even sit, my phone starts ringing from inside it.Irritation sparks in
KnoxI didn’t sleep at all last night. Finding out what Emma did felt like my heart was being ripped apart. Every time I shut my eyes, the pain came rushing back, impossible to ignore. Now I’m sitting at my desk, staring at the pile of work in front of me but none of it registers. The numbers blur together, the reports mean nothing. My thoughts keep circling back to her, to how everything between us fell apart.A soft notification sound snaps me out of it. I’ve got a new email. I lean forward and open it, and a dark smile creeps across my face when I read the subject. Mr. Carter’s resignation letter. Very good, that bastard is finally gone. Throwing him out was the right call. Gina has no idea yet and I intend to keep it that way for as long as I can.I grab my phone and call him. He picks up right away, his voice tight.“Mr. Carter,” I say, keeping my tone cold.“I’ve already submitted my resignation, sir,” he replies quickly.I lean back, eyes fixed on the wall. “Now listen careful
MonicaI stand in front of the mirror, taking my time as I get dressed. I pick out my most expensive outfit, a cream silk blouse that feels smooth against my skin, paired with a fitted black skirt that hugs my curves perfectly. I finish it off with gold earrings, a delicate gold necklace, and my favorite designer heels. The whole outfit costs more than most people earn in a month but appearances matter. I need to look like the polished, respectable woman I want everyone to believe I am. Still, my hands tremble slightly as I fasten the buttons. There’s a heavy knot of anxiety sitting in my stomach, tight and unrelenting.Right now, I crave something to take the edge off, anything to quiet my nerves. A drink, a pill, something to slow my racing heart. But I can’t risk it today. I have to walk into that police station looking calm and completely in control. I inhale deeply, smooth out my skirt, and remind myself I can handle this.I leave the house and slide into my car, the leather sea
MonicaI wake up feeling light and full of energy, a smile already spreading across my face as I sit up in bed. My nightie has ridden up along my thighs, but I don’t bother fixing it. I grab my phone from the nightstand and check the time, only nine in the morning. I toss it back down and get to my feet, stretching my arms high above my head.Still smiling, I wander over to the window and pull the curtains open. Sunlight pours in, bright and warm, washing over my skin and making everything feel fresh. I close my eyes for a moment and take a slow, deep breath. It feels like today is going to be a good one.A swim sounds perfect. I head to my closet and start flipping through my clothes, pushing hangers aside until I spot a bikini, light fabric, bright red strings. I pull it out and hold it up.The memories hit instantly. Knox gave this to me years ago, and somehow I never got rid of it. My fingers glide over the soft material as a distant, almost dreamy expression settles on my face. B
EmmaIva sits with me a little longer and tries to cheer me up. “If digging through those old records doesn’t turn up anything, I’ll hire a private investigator to help find your biological father.”“No,” I snap, shaking my head. “I don’t want to bother you with all my problems. And besides, that kind of thing costs a lot of money. I can’t let you do that.”Iva smiles softly. “I know. But I'm willing to help.I sit there for a while, staring at my hands, thinking. Then I look up at her. “Why are you helping me so much? You barely even know me. I mean… why do you care this much?”She smiles again, but this time there’s something sad in her eyes. “You remind me so much of my younger sister. It’s funny, she had the same name as you. Emma.”I feel a small smile tug at my lips. My heart feels a bit warmer. “I’d like to meet her one day. She sounds nice if she’s anything like you.”Suddenly Iva looks away. Her face changes completely. The smile fades and she looks really sad.“Oh no! Did I
I sit at the table, my gaze fixed on the food in front of me. The fork in my hand feels too heavy, like I can't summon the energy to lift it. Each bite I take feels like I’m swallowing something I don’t want, and even the taste seems wrong. I push the plate aside, feeling the weight of it in my stomach, but my mind isn’t focused on food.Iva glances at me from her laptop, her eyes softening when she notices. "What’s wrong, Emma? You haven’t eaten anything.""I’m just not hungry," I murmur. "I don’t feel like eating."Her expression shifts into something kind and understanding, a soft smile that doesn’t reach her eyes but says everything without words."I understand," she says gently. "Everything will be okay. I’m here for you."I nod, the tightness in my chest threatening to break open. I try to keep the tears from spilling over, but it’s like the dam is weakening with each passing second. “Thank you,” I whisper, barely able to keep the words steady.Iva’s gaze flickers with concern
EmmaThe rotor blades of the helicopter whirs loudly as it touches down on the helipad.It's the first time I'm in a helicopter. At the last minute, Knox changed his mind and decided to use his helicopter.He decided we would use his helicopter because he doesn't want to go through the hassle of ch
EmmaI almost choke on the food I'm eating. The rich, flavor burst vanishes suddenly, making it taste like sawdust in my mouth.I drop the fork down, it clatters against the plate. Gradually, I swirl around to meet my mother's fierce gaze.Bile rises in my throat, thick and bitter, forming a hard
KnoxI roll onto my back, the softness of the bed ought to provide comfort but instead, I feel restless. The light of dawn is starting to peak through the partly opened curtain over the window.I could barely sleep a wink last night, first Gina's accusation is getting on my nerves and second, it's
KnoxI sigh deeply, leaning in on my chair. I just concluded a virtual meeting with a potential client.They wanted me to attend a business meeting but I had to turn them down. The date is clashing with my vacation with Gina. Hopefully, I'd use that moment to apologize to my wife and patch things







