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Chapter Thirty-five
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Off-Limits Desire Chapter Thirty-nine
Scarlett's POVMy phone pinged on my desk.I felt the corner of my lips twitch, as I closed the files I was reviewing for the umpteenth time.The air conditioner buzzed above me as I wrapped my wool sweater around myself, flipping the device around.My thumb hovered over the “enter” key, hesitating for no reason other than the ridiculous flutter in my chest.Ares B.: We’re greenlit. Officially. Are you ready?I exhaled and stared at the message like it might bite.Swallowing thickly, I realised just how nervous I was for this project commencement.Scarlett H.: Ready as I’ll ever be. Nervous as hell though. Ares B.: Then let the chaos begin.I chuckled, leaning back into my chair as I pushed the files aside, crossing my legs on the desk.What? I am allowed a few minutes of relaxation.Scarlett H.: God, that’s comforting. I'm in the office.I hit send without thinking.Ares B.: Uh, where else would you be?I felt heat creep up my cheeks as I rolled my eyes, hurriedly typing back a rep
Off-Limits Desire Chapter Thirty-eight
Scarlett's POV“Spencer, get out,” I groaned, shooing him away with the egg whisk.He stuck his finger in the batter, withdrawing it quickly as Olivia shot him a death glare.“Okay, that's enough. Go change a lightbulb or whatever men do for fun,” she deadpanned, hitting his shoulder with a napkin.“Now, that's not very progressive of you,” he moaned, sucking on his fingers.She chuckled, rolling her eyes as he scooped up some more dough, moving towards her faux-menacingly.“Ugh, Spencer get out,” he froze, grinning mischievously as he turned away from Olivia, dotting my nose with the pancake batter insteadI screamed as he pressed a couple of kisses to her forehead, flipping me off as he left the kitchen.We were having our bi monthly Sunday brunch. The sun shone faintly outside, the breeze picking up slightly as I scoop some batter into the pan, turning to face Olivia.“How do you even deal with him?”She groans, mixing slices of fruit into the steaming oats.“Well, being in love wi
Off-Limits Desire Chapter Thirty-seven
Scarlett's POV“Spencer, have you seen my white tube top?” I yelled down the hall, holding my hair up with one hand.“Why would I have seen your white tube top?” he asks, muscles flexing as he shoves a banana into his mouth.“Ugh,” I groaned, flipping him off, “Are you ever helpful?”He fake grinned at me, shutting his door.I rolled my eyes, popping my head back in my room as I let my hair fall down.I sighed, rummaging through my closet, “where is it?” I groaned, pulling out a pair of jeans that was once again not the pair I was looking for.I tapped my screen, the time showed it was a little past eleven, the morning sun littered my room in streaks, my blinds still mostly down.“Aha!” I see it peeking out from under my bed, pulling as I sight my white tube top at the back of my closet.I hurriedly put my fit on, admiring myself in the mirror.I put on my green button up wool sweater, grabbing red cherry shaped studs to match the cherries dotting the material.I grab my phone, shooti
Off-Limits Desire Chapter Thirty-six
Scarlett's POVSubject: RE: Project Kick-Off: Final Notes From: Scarlett H.To: Ares B.Time: 11:48 PM I stare at the blinking cursor, rereading my draft for the third time.The air conditioner hums in a corner while white noise croons out of my speakers.Me and Ares had been texting…more like emailing and adding finishing touches to the rollout.It’s late, the kind of late where silence feels heavier, and the blue light of my laptop is the only thing keeping me tethered to the real world. My inbox pings again. I rub my eyes tiredly, taking a sip out of my coffee as I read.Ares B.: You’re still up.Of course I am.The project was due to commence in about a week and all of us were feeling the mounting pressure.And boy, the pressure was a lot.I crack my knuckles and type. Scarlett H.: Barely. You too?Ares B.: Always. I almost never sleep before launches, or after… Come to think of it. I might be an insomniac, plus my brain’s still on the Gantt chart.I smile a little. So typica
Off-Limits Desire Chapter Thirty-five
Ares’ POVHer laugh is tipsy and soft against my shoulder, like the bubbles have gone to her head — or maybe mine.“Come on,” I groaned, chuckling as she wrapped her arms around my shoulder.The garden party had run a little late.Or a lot.We were stumbling through the lobby of her penthouse.The elevator dinged, she giggled, leaning further on me.I chuckled, pressing the button for the highest floor.It dinged as I helped her to her room.She plopped on the bed, drunk out of her mind.Damned vegan socialites probably spiked the food or something.I helped her out of her heels, taking my own shoes off.She grabbed me by my wrist, pulling me towards her.I sighed, rubbing my temple tiredly as I joined her on the bed. The city lights bled in through the windows.New York was so gorgeous at night, streetlights and carlights illuminated the city belowI turn to her, her lipstick slightly smudged, and her hair’s slipping loose from the braid it was in earlier.“You're staring,” she says,
Off-Limits Desire Chapter Thirty-four
Scarlett's POV“Where are you going?” Byron asked, looking up from his tablet.He was wearing his thick glasses today, pushing them up the bridge of his nose as his brows furrowed in concentration.“Just headed to Ares’ office,” I paused, holding my files up for him to see.His brown eyes widened slightly as if he had just noticed the files in hand.“Are you okay?” I asked, stepping close to him.I squeezed his shoulder, offering him a small smile.He offered me a grateful smile, patting my hand, “It's just with the project commencing next week, I've been extra busy…”I nodded, shifting on the soles of my feet.I understood more than anyone, my workload had tripled in the last few days and it seemed to be increasing by the day.“Not to mention me and my partner are having issues,” he took his glasses off, pinching the bridge of your nose.I swallow thickly, guilt washing over me as I realized I had never asked Byron about his own life, all we talked about all the time was me.Heck, I
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