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Caught in the Act
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2025-04-15 22:44:00Killian’s POV
We weren’t supposed to be in here.The faculty lounge was strictly off-limits to students—especially after hours. But Emma didn’t give a damn about rules. That much had become crystal clear since the first time she dragged me into an empty classroom and kissed me like she hated me for breathing.Now, she’d gone and swiped the keycard from her father’s assistant—of course she had—and was perched on the long leather couch with a smirk that could bring any man to his knees.“Are you seriously dragging me into another illegal hookup?” I asked, shutting the door behind us and locking it.Emma leaned back, crossing her legs slowly, her short plaid skirt rising scandalously high. “You didn’t seem to complain last time.”“Yeah, because last time was a supply closet and we got away with it.”She raised a brow. “You’re scared now?”I stepped closer, tension sparking between us like flint on steel. “Of gettin
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Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-16Ruthless Temptation :What Comes After
Emma’s POV The university grounds buzzed with the kind of excitement only the end of a semester could bring. Students posed in graduation robes near the ivy-covered arches, champagne bottles popped in the quad, and seniors wandered around in dazed nostalgia, already mourning the end of an era. But for me, it didn’t feel like an ending. Not really. It felt like a cliff I was being pushed toward one I didn’t know how to leap from. I stood at the window of the student union building, watching a group of girls giggle as they snapped pictures in their gowns. My gown was still in its box. I hadn’t even taken it out. Behind me, the room was quiet, except for the rustle of pages. Killian sat on the floor with his back against the wall, reviewing final notes for our last economics paper. His hair was messy from his fingers constantly running through it, and he had that familiar furrow between his brows
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-20Ruthless Temptation The Last Night
Emma’s POV The night before graduation was supposed to be simple drinks with classmates, a few laughs, a toast to the years that flew by too quickly. But I didn’t want simplicity. Not tonight. I sat on the edge of the fountain outside the campus library, the stone cool beneath my bare thighs, my graduation robe pooled beside me. The moonlight bathed the stone pathways in silver, and yet, all I could think about was Killian. This was our last night. The last time we’d be in this space. In this strange limbo between hate and lust. I should’ve been relieved. Instead, a quiet ache curled beneath my ribs. When I saw him walking toward me, that familiar swagger in his step, hands shoved into his pockets, hair tousled from the wind, my heart thudded so hard I was afraid he’d hear it. “You’re late,” I said, forcing the teasing lilt into my voice even though my throat was tight. “I figured you’d wait,” he replied simply, eyes raking over me. And God, I was already melting.
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Killian’s POV The scent of freshly brewed espresso mixed with sterile office air slapped me as I stepped into the glass building. Towering over the skyline, the headquarters of Scott Enterprises was a palace of corporate power, something I’d never imagined I’d be a part of. I adjusted the collar of my fitted blazer, my palms damp despite the air-conditioning. This job was supposed to be a fresh start. I’d graduated with honors, my resume stacked with internships and academic achievements. I wanted to prove myself without handouts, without drama. But the moment I saw the company logo, a small pit had begun to form in my stomach. Scott. The name brought a memory like a slap Emma. I hadn’t seen her since graduation. Our last night together had felt like an ending. The kind of goodbye that burned into your memory and refused to fade. We hadn’t exchanged numbers, hadn’t made promises. Just intense, reckless sex and the unspoken weight of something real neither of us dared to ackn
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-21Ruthless Temptation First Office Encounter
Emma’s POV I wasn’t prepared for this. For him. The moment Killian’s lips crashed against mine last week in my office, something inside me splintered and rearranged itself in ways I couldn’t explain. I told myself it was a lapse in judgment. A one-time weakness. A farewell to the past that had no place in this corporate world. But I was lying to myself. Now, I sat at the head of the conference table during a branding meeting, pretending to focus on charts and marketing projections while Killian sat directly across from me, flipping through slides with the cool, calculated confidence that had no business being that attractive. His sleeves were rolled up. That damn vein on his forearm was mocking me. “So if we position the relaunch to target Gen Z, we’ll need more digital integration,” Killian said, gesturing to the screen with his pen. “Think video-forward content, influencer tie-ins,
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-23Ruthless Temptation Secret Office Affair Begins
Emma’s POV It started with a glance. Just one look across the floor-to-ceiling windows of our corporate headquarters. Killian had rolled up his sleeves again. That stupid, smug smirk played on his lips as he passed the glass walls of my office, his steps deliberate, his eyes locked on mine like he was daring me to look away first. I didn’t. I couldn’t. There were dozens of employees on the floor. Phones ringing. Meetings happening. Yet the air crackled with something only the two of us could feel. A shared tension, a magnetic pull that had grown stronger since that night in the conference room. I told myself I was done. That it couldn’t happen again. We were professionals now. Adults. We weren’t trapped in the walls of a university anymore, stealing moments in libraries and lecture halls. But we hadn’t changed. Not really. At 3:06 p.m., my office door opened. He didn’t
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-27Ruthless Temptation Playing the Professional Act
Emma’s POV By day, I was ice. Unshakable. Unreadable. Untouchable. In the boardroom, I was my father’s daughter—composed, intelligent, dressed in tailored perfection and speaking with the same cutthroat precision he raised me with. I didn’t glance at Killian. I didn’t smile. I barely acknowledged his existence unless absolutely necessary. He returned the favor. We’d sit across from each other in meetings, pretending there was nothing between us. No memories of my thighs around his waist. No evidence of his voice whispering filthy promises against my skin. We played the perfect coworkers. But behind closed doors? That was a different story. It was always a different story. Killian’s POV I never thought acting like I didn’t know her would be this hard. It wasn’t just the sex it was her scent that lingered on my shirt after she left my office. It was the knowing look in her eyes when someo
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-27Ruthless Temptation Chapter 17: Playing with Fire
Killian’s POV The walls were starting to close in. Not literally, of course—but figuratively? Absolutely. Every look, every smirk, every so-called innocent comment from a colleague felt like a slow tightening of the noose. Today it was Paul from the marketing team. Yesterday, it was Lena again. And earlier this morning, during a boardroom meeting, even Mr. Weston had narrowed his eyes at me with an odd stillness that made my skin crawl. I shouldn’t have looked at Emma when I did. We were discussing third-quarter projections, and I’d glanced at her—just for a second. She’d felt it, too. Her lips had curved upward the slightest bit before she looked down at her papers. And Paul had noticed. “You two really love staring contests,” he joked as we exited the meeting. “Trying to telepathically solve budget discrepancies?” I chuckled dryly. “Something like
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Emma It’s been five days since the copy room. Five days since I let myself crack open the door I swore we’d keep shut.I thought it would satisfy the ache the pull I felt toward Killian that only seemed to grow with distance. But it had the opposite effect.Now, every glance, every near-touch, felt like torment. Because this wasn’t just about sex anymore. Not really.It was about him.It was about how I noticed when he wore a different cologne. How I knew when his jaw was clenched, it meant he hadn’t eaten lunch yet. How I could tell when something was bothering him before he said a single word.This wasn’t casual anymore. It hadn’t been for a long time.And that terrified me.Because I didn’t do real relationships. Especially not with men who weren’t supposed to matter. Especially not with someone like Killian—someone who made me feel like a real person when the world expected me to be a polished, perf
Ruthless Temptation Emma’s Father Grows Suspicious
Emma I knew the moment my father called me into his office unannounced that something was off. He never summoned me unless it was about a deal worth over a hundred million or when I was in trouble. This time, it was the latter. “Close the door, Emma,” he said, not even looking up from his laptop. I obeyed, smoothing down the front of my pencil skirt and swallowing the anxiety crawling up my spine. His tone was clipped, precise. Controlled exactly like him. “Is there something you want to tell me?” he asked, finally glancing up with those piercing blue eyes I inherited. “About?” I played dumb, sliding into the chair opposite his desk. He leaned back in his leather chair, folding his hands. “Killian Thomas.” My heartbeat stuttered. But I kept my face blank, perfectly schooled. “What about him?” “You two seem… close.” The way he said close was laced with implication. Dangerous im
Ruthless Temptation A Close Call
Emma’s POV The walls of the luxury hotel suite were still pulsing with the echoes of our moans when a loud knock cut through the thick silence. I froze, naked on top of Killian, his hands still gripping my thighs. His eyes shot toward the door, sharp and alert, a curse falling from his lips as I scrambled off him and pulled the silk robe from the chair nearby. Another knock. This one louder. More urgent. “Miss Weston? Are you in there?” A familiar voice Rachel, one of our junior associates. Fuck. Killian bolted upright, already halfway to his clothes. I tossed him his shirt with trembling hands, heart racing, mouth dry. “What the hell is she doing here?” He was buttoning at lightning speed. “I don’t know. Maybe she needs your approval on a report or” Another knock. “Miss West
Ruthless Temptation Stolen Glances
Killian’s POV I told myself I’d keep my distance. That today, I’d go to work, sit through meetings, finish my reports, and not think about Emma Weston. But that resolve shattered the second I walked into the executive conference room and saw her. Her golden hair pulled into a sleek ponytail. Her red lips perfectly outlined, the color so bold it made me ache. Her heels clicked as she walked past me, sliding into the chair at the head of the table like she owned the world—which she pretty much did. I didn’t even mean to look at her. But I always did. My gaze was a traitor. And today, I wasn’t the only one watching. Emma’s POV He was wearing that suit again. The black one that fit his frame so perfectly I was sure it was tailored just to torment me. Killian Thomas sat two seats down from me, pretending like we ha
Ruthless Temptation Work Trips = Pleasure Trips
Emma’s POV There was something deliciously freeing about checking into a five-star hotel under the guise of professionalism especially when the man you’ve been secretly fucking for months was already in the suite next door. Killian’s room was officially “for the marketing strategist.” Mine, for the “executive team lead.” That was the company’s logic. In reality? It was all foreplay. I slid my room key through the lock with a practiced hand, knowing I wouldn’t stay the night in my bed. I never did on these trips. And neither did he. Traveling for the Scott Corporation meant luxury, but for Killian and me, it meant liberation. No glass office walls. No judgmental coworkers. No lurking interns whispering behind coffee mugs. Just him and me. Lust without consequences. Or so we told ourselves. Killian’s POV “Dinner’s at 7. Scott expe
Ruthless Temptation Chapter 17: Playing with Fire
Killian’s POV The walls were starting to close in. Not literally, of course—but figuratively? Absolutely. Every look, every smirk, every so-called innocent comment from a colleague felt like a slow tightening of the noose. Today it was Paul from the marketing team. Yesterday, it was Lena again. And earlier this morning, during a boardroom meeting, even Mr. Weston had narrowed his eyes at me with an odd stillness that made my skin crawl. I shouldn’t have looked at Emma when I did. We were discussing third-quarter projections, and I’d glanced at her—just for a second. She’d felt it, too. Her lips had curved upward the slightest bit before she looked down at her papers. And Paul had noticed. “You two really love staring contests,” he joked as we exited the meeting. “Trying to telepathically solve budget discrepancies?” I chuckled dryly. “Something like
Ruthless Temptation Playing the Professional Act
Emma’s POV By day, I was ice. Unshakable. Unreadable. Untouchable. In the boardroom, I was my father’s daughter—composed, intelligent, dressed in tailored perfection and speaking with the same cutthroat precision he raised me with. I didn’t glance at Killian. I didn’t smile. I barely acknowledged his existence unless absolutely necessary. He returned the favor. We’d sit across from each other in meetings, pretending there was nothing between us. No memories of my thighs around his waist. No evidence of his voice whispering filthy promises against my skin. We played the perfect coworkers. But behind closed doors? That was a different story. It was always a different story. Killian’s POV I never thought acting like I didn’t know her would be this hard. It wasn’t just the sex it was her scent that lingered on my shirt after she left my office. It was the knowing look in her eyes when someo
Ruthless Temptation Secret Office Affair Begins
Emma’s POV It started with a glance. Just one look across the floor-to-ceiling windows of our corporate headquarters. Killian had rolled up his sleeves again. That stupid, smug smirk played on his lips as he passed the glass walls of my office, his steps deliberate, his eyes locked on mine like he was daring me to look away first. I didn’t. I couldn’t. There were dozens of employees on the floor. Phones ringing. Meetings happening. Yet the air crackled with something only the two of us could feel. A shared tension, a magnetic pull that had grown stronger since that night in the conference room. I told myself I was done. That it couldn’t happen again. We were professionals now. Adults. We weren’t trapped in the walls of a university anymore, stealing moments in libraries and lecture halls. But we hadn’t changed. Not really. At 3:06 p.m., my office door opened. He didn’t
Ruthless Temptation First Office Encounter
Emma’s POV I wasn’t prepared for this. For him. The moment Killian’s lips crashed against mine last week in my office, something inside me splintered and rearranged itself in ways I couldn’t explain. I told myself it was a lapse in judgment. A one-time weakness. A farewell to the past that had no place in this corporate world. But I was lying to myself. Now, I sat at the head of the conference table during a branding meeting, pretending to focus on charts and marketing projections while Killian sat directly across from me, flipping through slides with the cool, calculated confidence that had no business being that attractive. His sleeves were rolled up. That damn vein on his forearm was mocking me. “So if we position the relaunch to target Gen Z, we’ll need more digital integration,” Killian said, gesturing to the screen with his pen. “Think video-forward content, influencer tie-ins,
