Mag-log inZina’s pov The first thing I felt when Immediately I woke up was embarrassment.Not confusion and dizziness.The embarrassment was so intense that it felt physical because I could remember every that too place last night.I opened my eyes slowly and I stared at the ceiling cursing myself for every single thingThe whiskey.The shower.The moaning.Even begging Alex and threatening to climb into his bed.Calling his name like I had completely lost my mind. Or maybe I had completely lost it because why else would I act like that.“Oh my God,” I whispered in horror before dragging the blanket over my face.I really wanted to disappear, like actually disappear because the memories were so vivid.A shameful groan escaped me and I buried my face deeper into the pillow like suffocating myself would erase the memory.Maybe if I stayed under this blanket a little longer I’d feel better but then something slowly registered in my mind.The perfume on me! It didn’t smell like mine. My brows fur
Alex’s POVThe moment the office door opened without a knock, my entire body went rigid.For one stupid second, I genuinely forgot how to function properly.I looked up sharply and there she was.Zina.Standing at the door.And because apparently, the universe genuinely hated me, my hand was still wrapped around my dick.Fuck.Every instinct in me reacted at once. Shock. Irritation, embarrassment and the raw violent awareness that I had just been caught in a position no man ever wanted to be caught in.Especially not by her.But years of training myself to stay composed kicked in before the panic could fully settle on my face.So instead of reacting like a normal human being would, I reached for the tissue box calmly, wiped my hand, acting like she had interrupted a business meeting instead of… what she had just seen.I saw the way her eyes widen and the exact moment realization of what she had seen hit her.Then she slammed the door shut so hard the glass walls shook slightly.Silenc
Zina’s povWhen kelly finally knocked on the office door, Alex didn’t look up he just said “Kelly would take you home” and that was it not another word.I stood up and walked towards the door Kelly just right behind me.When we got to the parking lot he opened the back door without a word, the way Kelly did everything, efficiently and without comments, always minding his business.I sat in the back seat and watched as our car drove passed the city while I tried to think about the manuscript.It was a reasonable thing to think about and the actual problem on ground right now because someone had walked into the executive floor with a mask covering their face, which meant it was premeditated, and it meant whoever it was had come prepared to avoid being identified.“But how did no one notice them?” I thought to myself, and that only made me realize that it meant two possibilities. Either they were current staffs of lextech or someone here helped them. But nevertheless this was planned b
Zina’s POVWhen Viktor and Elena first suggested that I go to his office I thought it was a bad idea because on normal days if the curtains to his office were drawn it meant no disturbances. I knew this too well and I also knew that even if Alex is my step father and the man I’m obsessedly in love with he is also my stepfather This was the detail that gave me pause. The motorised curtains that lined the glass wall of his office operated on a simple principle — open meant available, closed meant otherwise. Closed could mean an important call. Closed could mean a client meeting. Closed could mean he was in the middle of something that required privacy, which covered a range of possibilities I generally did not let myself think about at length during working hours.Under normal circumstances, closed curtains meant you waited.Under normal circumstances, there’s no way I would have misplaced an important document that needed his signature before close of work.I stood outside his door an
A week passed in a blur and nothing catastrophic had happen so fast which was, in the context of my life over the past several months, was something very remarkable because ever since I moved in with mom and Alex my life has been nothing less than chaos. But this week I’ve had no crises, no confrontations and no fights.Just the usual routine of my days which was work, home, sleep.At home, Alex and I coexisted, nothing serious just two people who were clearly made peace with the fact that nothing was ever going to happen between them. We passed each other in the mornings. We occupied the same spaces with different depths of attention. Maybe he is making coffee in the kitchen or attending to documents in his office. While I’m just in the living room seeing movies or on the dining table eating.We said our good morning and occasionally we said goodnight. The house got really quiet with my mother’s absence, and I of course absorbed all of it without comment.It was normal at least.At
Alex’s POV I had not slept well all night.That was an understatement, over the past few months I had grown accustomed to constructing my bodily needs and pretending everything was alright. At about two in the morning I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling, replaying everything that had occurred during the drive back home with exhaustion. The way her hand caressed her thigh. The sounds she had made. The way she had said my name in that quiet, deliberate way that showed she was enjoying every single thought of me while she fingered her wet pussy.“How long are you going to keep fighting it” that question was taunting me all night. But how long?How long was I gonna fight the fact that I can’t control myself anymore. How long will I keep denying that I want her so badly.I had not answered her because there was no answer I could give that was both honest and responsible.Having spent my entire adulthood loperating in the spaces where honesty and responsibility overlap, made me
Zina’s PovI calmed myself and gently placed the glass on the table with utmost care.Elena and Viktor had noticed.I noticed Viktor tightened his fist and looked away without saying a word to me.While Elena gently touched me with worries in her eyes, “Zina, are you okay? Do you it know him?” “It
Zina’s povA loud knock on my door woke me from sleep.I had locked it the previous night before going to bed.It's been days since I moved into this awful place and I tried my best to stay in my room often after that crash out I had with Alex in the kitchen. And luckily for me, I've not seen eithe
I watched as color drained from her face.But said nothing.Thick Silence settled over the table. After so many years of dealing with different types of people, I realized that many people hated silence. Many always hurried to fill it, or smooth it over with nervous laughter or pointless explanat
Zina's POV“Let go of me, you bastard. I don’t need your help. I’d rather fall than have you touch me.”I struggled against his grip, but he didn’t even flinch.“Language, young lady,” he said calmly.That calm tone only made it worse.“I said let go of me,” I snapped, lowering my voice. “Or I’ll s







