LOGINI turned my head to look at him, our faces close in the flickering light. His eyes were dark, pupils blown wide with arousal despite the casual way he was still pretending to watch the movie. “You’re insatiable,” I teased lightly, but my voice came out breathier than intended as his fingers dipped bolder under my skirt, rubbing directly over my clothed pussy now. The friction made me twitch, my body responding even as my mind was trying to adjust. He grinned that dark, knowing smile, the same one he wore when he had me on my knees or bent over the couch. “Only for you, babe.” His hand pressed more firmly, rubbing slow, deliberate circles over my clit through the thin panties.The fabric grew damp quickly under his touch. With his other arm still around me, he pulled me tighter against his side, letting me feel the full heat of his hard cock pressing against my hip. He slipped a finger under the edge of my panties, finding me already slick and warm. A low groan escaped him as he felt
“I just placed an order. They should be here in ten minutes,” Adrian said. Before I could respond, he gently pushed my head toward him until it rested against his chest.I stiffened for only a second before forcing myself to relax. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat echoed faintly against my ear. He suspects nothing, and that was what made this so difficult.The movie previews played quietly in the background. Ten minutes into the movie, as the protagonist was navigating some high-stakes chase scene with explosions lighting up the screen, Adrian’s hand began moving. It started innocently enough, his palm resting on my thigh just above the knee, warm through the thin fabric of my lounge shorts. But it didn’t stay still. Slowly, deliberately, his fingers started rubbing my lap, tracing lazy circles that gradually widened, venturing higher up my thigh with each pass. The pressure was light at first, almost absentminded, but I knew better. This was Adrian. Anytime we got really, really
Still breathing in the serene scent drifting from the candles, I sat quietly as the soft music played in the background. “Come a little closer,” Adrian said. Before I could respond, his hands found my waist once again, gently pulling me toward him. I let out a small sigh and allowed him to guide me closer. The warmth from his body contrasted with the coolness of the wine glass resting on the table. Adrian brushed my hair away from my face. A few strands had fallen forward earlier, and he carefully tucked them behind my ear. Then he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss against my cheek. I forced myself not to flinch. Not because the gesture was unwelcome. But because my mind was elsewhere. His thumb brushed lightly against my hand. “You haven’t relaxed all evening.” I laughed softly “Maybe because I spent all day packing my life into boxes.” “Your life?” Adrian repeated, sounding slightly amused. There was a hint of surprise in his voice. As though he couldn’t understand why
“When all this is over, we should go on another vacation,” Adrian said. I forced a smile. Vacation. The word immediately brought back memories of the last one. And I also remembered I needed to take him to the address the blackmailer had sent to me on the strange device. Nothing about that trip felt relaxing anymore. “I think I forgot something at my house,” I said casually. “Will you come along to help carry it? It wasn’t inside the truck that came to offload.” Adrian barely reacted. “We’ll do that later.” I tried not to look disappointed. “I haven’t had indoor time with you in a while,” he added. Immediately, I frowned slightly. I wasn’t in the mood for sex , or any of that.Not after being asked to lure him somewhere tonight. My brain was already overloaded. Adrian seemed oblivious to my thoughts. He gently shifted me off his lap. My feet touched the floor and I settled onto the couch. “I wanted to call Clara to join us,” he continued. “But for some odd reason, she said she
“Ready to see what I got you?” he asked. We were now seated in his living room. I sat on his lap while he reached into a leather bag resting beside the couch. His hands disappeared inside for a few moments before he pulled out a large brown envelope. He held it up proudly. “Here you go.” I frowned. “A document?” I said taking it out of his hands. “A copy of a document.” he responded, Puzzled, I took it from him. “A document of what?” His smile widened. “Open it.” I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. “You look way too excited.” “Just open it.” he pressed . Carefully, I slid the papers from the envelope. The first thing I noticed was the Aurex Media letterhead. My curiosity immediately intensified. Then I looked lower. My name. My eyes widened. I began reading. Dear Emma, You are hereby offered shares in Aurex Media… For a moment, I genuinely thought I was reading it wrong. I blinked. Then read it again. And again. My heart skipped. “What?!” I said as I shot up from Adrian’s la
And that was when the strange phone rang again. The sound immediately sent a jolt through my body. I recognized the ringtone instantly.Without thinking, I stepped away from Adrian and the workers, moving toward the far side of the storage building. Far enough that nobody could overhear me.My heart was already pounding before I answered. “Hello,” I said quickly. I didn’t even give her a chance to speak.“I need answers.” I said , But the woman spoke over me. “I need you to lure Adrian to a specific location tonight.” The words hit me like a bucket of ice water.“What?” I responded “I’ll send the details shortly.”“No.” I said as I stopped walking. “No, absolutely not.” My voice came out firmer than I intended. “I’ve been expecting a briefing on everything that’s been going on.”I lowered my voice and glanced behind me. Adrian was still helping direct some of the workers. Thankfully, he was too far away to hear. “I am owed an explanation for this.” I added For a moment, the woman di
HIS CAR The questions didn’t stop coming. They stacked on top of each other, loud and relentless, the ones Adrian asked me, the ones Clara pressed into me like needles, the ones I kept dodging because I was afraid of what answering them would mean. They followed me even as Adrian’s breathing even
THE DREAM The sheets were cool beneath my palms, soft in that expensive room, which smelled faintly of him: clean, masculine, restrained. Power wrapped in silence. His arm was draped across my waist, heavy, anchoring, like it had every right to be there. Daniel.His breath brushed the back of my
I REALLY SEE HIM A night later, I was finally able to breathe without feeling like the room was tilting. My head was clearer, my heartbeat calmer… yet Daniel never came back. Not a text. Not a call. Not even a shadow passing by the doorway. It almost didn’t hurt anymore. Almost.The only thing tha
HIS BLOW My body hit the ground harder than I expected , cold concrete meeting the side of my cheek, shocking, heavy, distant. And then, Voices, Sharp, Echoing. Footsteps pounding toward me. Someone gasped loudly. Another voice shouted in panic: “Oh my God, somebody call an ambulance! CALL AN AMBU







