"Mom, I'm okay. I talked to Adam, and it didn't go well. I wanted to drop by, but something urgent came up, and we had to head back. How's Braven?" I sighed."He's fine. He's been asking about you." I could hear her sigh on the other end. "This... this silence between you and Adam isn't getting any better. He told me he's taking that job at Henderson's company.""Who's that?""A friend of his. Scarlett.""I've met her.""What's going on, Addison? This can't keep going like this.""We're fine, Mom. We talked and sorted things out. I just can't go home yet, and he understands that. You know Adam. He can't go long without talking to me. He loves me." I chuckled lightly, hoping to lighten the mood. She'd been worried long enough.She let out a gentle sigh. "I miss the old Adam.""I miss him too. I miss all of you.""We could come visit you if you'd like. I'll talk to Adam before he starts his job in Chicago."Excitement filled my heart instantly. "I'll let Arden know. I hope Adam will com
ARDEN As I walked to my room, I felt the need for a cold shower. My cock throbbed painfully within my trousers, and I needed to cool down. The phone call with Rick was brief; he agreed to have Addison work at his company. My sister's excitement was audible in the background as she learned the news. There would be regular visits to Davisco Company. Despite tending to her children's needs, she had no intention of idling away her time. She continued to work for her husband's company. I was sifting through some photos Jiro had sent me on my laptop when I heard her knock softly. I wondered what had brought her to my door this time. This woman had no idea how badly I craved her, how I yearned to devour her, ravish her, and finally find solace between her breasts. She offered a timid smile, her hands fidgeting behind her back. She was wearing a silk nightdress that could make any man go insane with lust. I walked to where she was standing and softly raised her chin with my thumb and fo
I felt tense with unspoken emotions as I waited for the arrival of my mother, Adam and Brave. I had been nervous all day, hoping that this meeting would help mend the strained relationship with Adam, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread.As the doorbell rang, My heart raced. I rushed to answer it, and there stood my mother, her appearance becoming stronger. Braven was the first to step inside, his face lighting up as he saw me. He jumped at me and gave me a warm hug."Addie, I've missed you," Braven said, grinning. I smiled, feeling choked with emotion. "I've missed you too, Braven." I led them to the living room where Arden was waiting, talking to someone on the phone. I turned to Adam. He remained distant, standing a few steps behind, his eyes avoiding my gaze. He only greeted me with a curt nod. My heart sank, but I tried to smile. My mother, sensing the tension in the room, tried to diffuse it with a warm smile. "It's good to see all my children together again," she
"I'm sorry for being a jerk," Adam admitted, his voice laced with genuine regret.I started to speak again, wanting to take some of the blame off him, but he held up his hand to stop me."No, let me finish," he insisted, meeting my eyes. "I should have been more understanding and supportive when you came back. I let my anger and fear get the best of me, and I pushed you away when you needed me the most."I listened, my heart aching at his words. It was a side of Adam I hadn't seen in a long time — vulnerability and humility."I didn't give you a chance to explain, to make amends," he continued. Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded. "I'm so sorry too," I said softly. "I should have communicated better, and I shouldn't have hidden things from you. I want to make things right as well."He reached out and placed a hand on mine. "What you did was brave." "What I did was unethical. It was wrong, but I thought it was the only way. I can't say I regretted it because it prolonged our mothe
ARDEN "Where's Addison?" I asked Adam, noting the furrow in his brow. "The woman said you called for him...shit!" he exclaimed, hastily standing up from his table. My heart raced as I followed Adam's lead, a sense of urgency gripping me. I knew something was wrong when I saw Adam was alone at the table. Adam and I rushed through the corridors of the building. My heart drummed with each step. The air was thick with tension, and the sense of urgency hung heavy in the atmosphere. "Did she say where she was taking Addison?" I asked, my voice tense. Adam shook his head, his worry evident. "No, she just said you were waiting for him." We reached the door of the stockroom, and I pushed it open with a sense of dread. The room was dimly lit, and my eyes quickly scanned the area. It was empty. "Fuck! Fuck!" I cursed under my breath, my heart pounding in my chest. I turned to Adam, urgency in my voice. "Describe the woman to me. What did she look like?" I almost growled the question,
Disoriented, he stumbled backward, clutching his head in pain, before ending up on his knees, desperately trying to shake off the dizziness that had overtaken him."Seriously, I'm not gonna say it again. Where. Is. The. Woman?" I growled, my impatience evident in my tone.The man struggled to regain his composure, his eyes darting around the dimly lit warehouse as he desperately tried to gather his thoughts."She's... gone," he finally stammered out, his voice shaky. "Hernandez's men took her. We were just following orders."I clenched my fists in frustration, the anger inside me burning like wildfire. My attention shifted to the woman, and I carefully studied her features. She matched the description Adam had given me."Don't even think about making a move, or I won't hesitate to shoot you," I warned, my voice dripping with ice. I tightened my grip on the woman's hair, causing her to groan in pain. It was time to get some answers.The woman winced as the pressure on her hair increase
The events of that week had left a mark on her, one that I knew she couldn't easily shake. The danger, the fear, and the uncertainty opened her eyes to the dangers that arose from her involvement with Hernandez. Hernandez and his team were given a second opportunity, on the condition that his establishment would not exploit individuals of any gender or age. Rick decided that Hernandez would be a valuable connection and serve as an example to others who may opt for change instead of death."So what should I call you? Ethan or Arden?" she asked, tapping her fingers on my bare chest. I shared everything about myself and answered all her questions."Arden, that is how you know me," I told her. I could see the curiosity in her eyes as she traced her fingers lightly across my chest. Did this woman have any idea that such a simple touch stirred my cock under my sweatpants?"Arden," she repeated."That's the name that holds my true identity. Ethan is just another mask I wear to protect mysel
CARISSAShifting nervously on my feet, I couldn't help but feel the butterflies fluttering inside my stomach as I prepared myself to meet the man himself. The guards at the gate had allowed me in, and now I stood outside his door, feeling anxious. Who wouldn't be nervous? Daxon Cervantes was inside this house! And according to his mother, he wasn't thrilled about welcoming any visitors, and was not at all pleased to welcome me in his house!But the amount of money this job offered was too good to refuse. I was amazed when Mrs. Cervantes deposited half the amount into my account. It was an answered prayer, and once I succeeded in helping her son reclaim his life, she would deposit the remaining balance.But what was the job exactly?Mrs. Cervantes approached me a week ago, saying her son needed someone to watch over him. Babysitting, she called it. Who was she kidding? Her son was the heir to the Cervantes Empire. And me? A babysitter? She might as well hire a hostess for him.However