LOGIN“I am sorry, Mr. Thomas, but I am married—" "To an asshole," Thomas interrupted, his voice dripping with disdain. My eyes flashed with anger. "To my husband," I corrected. Thomas raised an eyebrow. "Your husband doesn't know or care that you're crying because he's in there flirting with another woman." My face burned with shame. "He's just socializing," I defended, frustration betraying my words Thomas snorted. "By trying to get into her pants." He smirked, moving closer while I retreated, the space between us shrinking with every step. "I am sorry, Mr. Thomas, but my marital life is none of your business." "Only I can decide that." He said, his smirk twisting into a snarl I opened my mouth to protest, but he cut me off. “Say one more word and I'll have you right here and now" he said, his voice a low, husky growl. His finger traced the curve of my face, my heart racing and I felt my defenses crumbling. In a lightning-fast move, his lips slammed into mine, crushing me with a kiss that was both savage and intoxicating. ****** Two people, different worlds, with just one thing in common - Secrets. What happens when formidable sparks begin to brew and secrets threatens to unravel?
View More~Thomas~ As I drove through the ornate gates of Andrew Stanford’s estate, I was struck by its grandeur. The manicured lawns, waterfall, and sleek cars were a testament to Andrew Stanford's taste – the fucker definitely had an eye for pretty things. But the interior was where the estate truly shone. The foyer's soaring ceilings, intricate moldings, and stunning artwork created an atmosphere of refined elegance. Every detail seemed carefully curated, whispering tales of old-money sophistication. “Beautiful day, isn't it? What smells so incredible" I said, inhaling the sweet aroma of roasted beef. However, the sight that greeted me was almost comical. Everyone except Andrew stared at me with surprise etched on their faces. Didn't the fucker inform them that I was coming? My gaze shifted from Andrew to his wife, Emily, who seemed mortified, as if wishing she could disappear and I couldn't help but wonder if my appearance was the cause of her distress. My eyes strayed downward,
~Emily~Since Father-in-law's funeral, Tabitha had taken up residence in my home, her constant presence making it feel like she had been there for months, not just two days. I, on the other hand, had been avoiding her like the plague, seeking refuge in the comfort of my library. Not that I'd been able to focus on anything, but it was a preferable alternative to clashing with Tabitha.A loud knock on the Library door startled me and I immediately opened it to meet Tabitha standing there, a smug expression plastered on her face. “We have a guest coming over" She finally said, her eyes glinting with condescension “We? I wasn't aware… “ I protested but she interjected"Well, you are now” She replied, and just when I was about to speak, she placed a finger on my lips, "And don't you think I am informing you because I consider you worthy. Our guest has requested a delicacy specifically prepared by the woman of the house so you're going to do exactly that. Cook” She said, raising an eyebro
~Thomas~A trifecta of perfection- Wealth, Sophistication and CharismaI sat in my opulent office, surrounded by the finest artwork and lavish furnishings, puffing on my cigar as I reminisced about my vast wealth. The smoke swirled around me, carrying the sweet scent of success. My eyes, piercing and calculating, gazed out the window, overlooking the city skyline.As the founder and CEO of Velox Aviation and Motors in short, VAM, I had built a business empire that dominated the luxury landscape. VAM's portfolio boasted an impressive array of high-end vehicles and private jets, catering to the most discerning clientele. With a reputation for uncompromising quality and unparalleled service, VAM has become the gold standard for luxury transportation.My mind wandered to the latest addition to our fleet: a custom-designed, state-of-the-art private jet, tailored to meet the demands of the world's most affluent travelersAs I sat there, my mind began to wander to another one of my passions
~Emily~Funerals...The last time I attended one was 10 years ago, a day filled with memories I have chosen to keep buried, forever. The priest said a few prayers while the pallbearers carried the silver casket into the mausoleum "Timm" Tabitha welled and even I could tell that it was all a facadeWho else but Tabitha would wear a show-stopping outfit to her husband's funeral? Her grief seemed suspiciously understated, too - a single tear had barely grazed her cheek since the service began."On behalf of the family, I invite Tabitha Stanford, the beloved wife of the deceased to share a few words in celebration of their life," The priest saidBarely waiting for the priest to complete his statement, Tabitha stood gracefully, and with slow calculated steps, walked to the microphone "Dear Family and friends, I am very grateful for taking time out of your busy schedules to pay my husband one last form of respect" She paused"Tim and I met in high school. We started as teens and made a l












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