เข้าสู่ระบบ“Mr Mattias,” the lady's voice called out again.
I picked up my underwear, wearing it hastily, adjusting my dress, while Mr Mattais knotted his tie properly. “Come in!“ He yelled and slowly, the door flew open, revealing a curvy lady with sandy blonde hair. “Good day Sir, These are the files you asked me to bring earlier,” she said, placing some papers on his table. “Alright, leave,” He instructed. She turned to glance at me, eyeing me from head to toe, before walking out of his office. “Shimma, I'll drive you home,” he stood up, picking up his phone and car key. “Mr Mattias, About the job?“ I asked. “Well, I'll think about it,” he said While I was in the car with Mr Mattias, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what had happened at the office. Was I dreaming? Damn! if that stupid ass bitch hadn't interrupted, what would have been going on by now? No! I wasn't satisfied, and the way he was staring at me now, I knew he wasn't either. Although he spoke nothing about what had happened, somehow, I could tell from the way he was constantly turning to glance at me, I knew he wanted more. Wait! I could feel his hand run through my thigh. “You're driving,” I said, clearing my throat. Even though I didn't want him to stop, I still didn't want us to get involved in an accident. “Shhhh, it doesn't matter, I'll be careful,” his husky voice made me part my legs as I felt his hand adjust my underwear. “You're wet,” he smirked and I felt his hand tease my clits. “arhh!“ I moaned, parting my legs widely. “Fuck!“ He cursed softly. “You're too sweet Shimma, I don't think I can stop myself from having you, shit!“ He began to thrust two of his fingers into my wet and slick pussy. He took off his hand, driving into a dark corner. “I guess, we have some unfinished business,” he gave me a devious smile, the kind of smile that would make me wet even without being touched by him. I looked down at his erected cock, swallowing hard. “Common, take off your underwear,” he said in an authoritative tone, and I found myself doing so. “I'm gonna eat you up right now,” he cursed, pulling me closer he bent and started devouring my pussy. My back ached and I screamed in pleasure, No! He didn't continue from where he stopped, he had started all over. “Yes daddy, yes!“ I pressed his head into my pussy, I could feel his tongue, searching, exploring, devouring. “Arhhhh,” I moaned, but he stopped, and instantly replaced it with two of his fingers. “Fuck daddy, yes!,” I screamed, ohh this was way more than pleasure, I could already feel my soul leaving me. “You like it?“ He said roughly. “Yes daddy, I do,” I nodded as I threw my head backward, biting my lips tightly. He looked at my boobs, my hardened nipples couldn't hide from my gown. “I need to suck on those boobs,” he was still working on my pussy. I was wearing an armless gown, I only had to pull down my gown and then my boobs could be his. “I love those pink, hard, nipples, especially in a wet shirt,” he teased, gazing at my eyes before resting it back on my boobs. He stopped fingering my pussy, obviously, he was now focused on my boobs. His right hand pressed my boobs while his left hand pinched my nipples. “Mattias!“ I Moaned. “I like the way you call my name,” he kept teasing me. I pressed my legs tightly, pressing in the urge to have his huge cock in me right that second. But something made him stop. “Buzz!“ It was my phone ringing, shit! “Take the call,” he sat up. “No! I don't want this to stop,” I hesitated. “He picked up his phone because it was also ringing. “It's your dad, look, it's past ten, they might be worried,” he said. “But, I'm not a kid anymore, why are they so overprotective,” I rolled my eyes. Damn! I was so pissed. “I'll drive you home now,” he said and I began adjusting my dress again. Mr Mattias drove into my building, I could see my mum and dad approaching the car. “Honey, we were so worried, why weren't you picking up your call, I thought God forbid something had happened to both of you,” My mum yelled. “I'm fine mum,” I said, ignoring them both, as I walked into the house. “Did she pass the interview, is she fit for the position?“ I heard my father ask, but I couldn't hear his response, i was already inside the house. I walked up to my bedroom, headed to the shower, after that I was called downstairs for dinner, but for some reason, I had lost my appetite. I heard my phone ring, it was Mattias. “Why was he calling me this late at night?“ I thought to myself. “Hello,” I responded. “Shimma,” he called, followed by the sound of his rough breathing. “ I badly want you tonight, I want to have you,” he groaned. “Me too,” I whispered. “Let me in then,” he whispered softly. “How,” I was confused. “Open the door, so I could have you tonight,” quickly, I jumped off my bed heading to the door. I opened the door and my eyes flew open in astonishment. “Mr Mattias was standing in front of my door!“Mr BEAU’S POV.Of course they’d notice.Kids always notice the moment their surrounding changes……when a familiar voice returns and the promise of “normal” walks back through the door like it never left.When Nora and Elara came down after Noah, I let my face soften exactly the way it needed to. Not too sad…….never too sad. Just enough warmth to make their confusion feel like hope.‘Let them miss me,’ I told myself. “Let them crave what I can offer.’Because the truth is, tutoring was never just tutoring.It was access.It was time alone with the parts of their lives I could control.It was a reason to be close enough that Shimma would relax……just for a moment……just long enough to forget how suspicious I should be.And Shimma…Shimma was the kind of woman who didn’t relax easily. Not anymore.So I worked with what I had: the children of course.As Nora clung to my sleeves and Elara bounced with that impatient honesty only kids have, my mind quietly mapped everything like a chessboard.
SHIMMA’S POV.I stared at Mr Beau in confusion.He knew too well we weren’t ready to receive guests…..especially not after what happened. Especially not when the surrounding around the house still felt heavy with suspicion and fear.His smile looked practiced, too smooth. His eyes…..those eyes……looked eager.Not worried. Not concerned. Eager.I turned my gaze slightly toward the guards who stood by the entrance door, as if to check whether they’d suddenly decide to tell me what he was doing here. But they only shifted awkwardly, pretending they hadn’t just watched him argue his way into our gate.Then I looked back at him.“You know you weren’t supposed to be here… right?” I asked, my voice low but firm……the kind of tone that tries to keep my panic from showing.Mr Beau’s lips parted like he was ready with an instant answer.“I just…” he began.“No.” I cut in before his excuses could become believable. “Not with everything going on.”I felt my pulse in my throat…..anger too…..because
MR BEAU’S POV.I cleared my throat, forcing a smile as I stood before the two huge and scary-looking guards that stood by the gate. All armed and guarded.Yes……….I knew.I knew that the last place I was supposed to be at was here… right in front of Shimma’s home.But after hearing her voice last night… after that sudden electricity of her breathing and the way the sound of her voice reached me through the silence, I realized I had to try harder.I couldn’t let them keep her away from me. Not when I’d already tasted the thrill of reaching her.Not when my mind wouldn’t stop clawing at the thought that she was “so close”, right behind these walls, and yet so unreachable……..unless I made myself undeniable.“Good morning,” I said, tilting my head like I was harmless. Like I wasn’t desperate. “I’m Beau……Mr Beau,”One of the guards didn’t even bother to look at my face properly. He kept his posture rigid, his hand near his baton.“You’re not on the list,” he said flatly.I swallowed, forcin
MATTIAS’S POVI didn’t know who had called…….an unknown number, that was all the screen showed. But it didn’t matter how many times I told myself it was nothing. The truth was, my skin didn’t believe it.I stood in the hallway, away from the kids, away from Shimma’s eyes. I kept my voice calm anyway.“Hello? Who is this?” I said, my gaze drifting upward like I hoped it wasn’t any bad news.But strangely, there was no response.Just dead silence……like the caller was still breathing on the other end but refusing to speak.My jaw tightened. My fingers were still damp from earlier nerves, and I hated that my body was giving me away.“Who is this?” I repeated, slower this time. “Talk to me. What do you want?” I said, my voice rising.There was nothing…..No words. No background noise.Just nothing……..and that nothing crawled under my skin.Then the call ended abruptly.The screen went dark so fast it felt like a hand had snatched the air out of my lungs.I gasped, staring down at the phone
SHIMMA’S POV (continued).I walked towards the kitchen area, the delicious aroma of pancakes already hitting my nostrils.Mattias was already up.Even after what happened last night……..after the interrogation, the accusation, the fear sitting in his voice…….he was here. Flipping pancakes like nothing in the world could ever bring him down.‘How is he this strong?’ I thought to myself as I stared at him for a few seconds, just watching him focus on the food, barely noticing me.Then I felt my throat tighten anyway, because strength didn’t cancel pain. It just made it easier to carry.“Hey baby,” I said as I came closer.He turned towards me, his face soft with that bright smile I loved so much. “Hey!”He was chopping strawberries and kiwis, moving with careful hands.I stepped behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my head against his back.“Did you sleep well?” he asked.I hesitated.The last thing I wanted was to worry him… to drag last night’s fear into his chest a
SHIMMA’S POVI could hardly sleep through the night. I wish Mattias wouldn’t have told me, or atleast, I wish that wasn’t the case.I kept replaying it in my head……..Mattias saying it so carefully. ‘They think I killed Doctor Ryle.’How could they of all people suspect my husband?Mattias was with us throughout. There was no time he left us in a way that could make any of this make sense. Even if he had……..l would still never suspect him. He could never hurt Doctor Ryle.I stared at the clock….it was past 3 a.m.Mattias was asleep beside me, his face turned toward my side, his arm loosely around me like he didn’t want to ever let go of me even when he was unconscious.I lay there anyway………motionless…..,letting the millions of thoughts drown out my body’s desire to rest.I tried breathing slow. I tried counting. I tried remembering how calm my life used to feel.But nothing worked.Finally, I sat up and swung my legs out of bed. “I just need… air,” I whispered to no one.I moved quiet
“What does she want from him?”“Shimma,” I heard Mr. Mattias call to me. “You're the only one my heart beats for. I know it's weird that I fell in love with my best friend's daughter, but…” He paused, turning to the door as it swung open. The lady with ginger hair walked in, her eyes landing on me.Wi
Mattias stood there, fists clenched, eyes locked on me. The tension in the room felt suffocating. My heart raced as I took a few steps backward, trying to distance myself before he unleashed his anger on me. I didn't want that...“Mattias, hear me out. You’re my big brother and my boss. I wouldn't wa
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SHIMMA.“So, what do you say?” Mr. Mattias asked me. I released a heavy sigh, turning away for a quick second as my mind raced with thoughts.How do I tell my dad? What do I tell him? How would he take it? Would he approve of this?I looked back at Mr. Mattias, his eyes filled with curiosity. Slowly, I







