Kaleb "Don't listen to that son of a bitch. We both know he lies all the time," I replied, itching to put a distance between us. "Are you going to tell me or not?" she insisted, raising her eyebrows. "And don't think I forgot your proposal about wanting me to become your escort," she added. "I never said that." I closed my eyes, running my index finger and thumb across the eyelids as I pinched them gently. "But you insinuated it," she waved her right hand on my face. "I am not denying that I have had agreements with escort companies in the past. It was my way of having fun with women who have been tested while also providing a job for them." I tried explaining. "They were sisters and mothers to somebody!" She shouted, shaking her head at me as she headed for the backdoor. I followed behind her, my eyebrows raised as I swiped my palms over my face. "I didn't force them; it was a win for them and for me. Most of these women are professional models who work as escorts for specific
Ayla The intensity of Kaleb's smouldering gaze and the weight of his admission made me shift on the cushion. I couldn't control my heartbeat as it accelerated or my eyes as I looked at Kaleb intently. I was aware of the silence that surrounded us in the courtyard, save for the sounds of the birds chirping. "It has been you since I laid my eyes on you, baby," Kaleb whispered, getting up from the chair slowly. I forgot how to breathe as he sat beside me, taking me back to earlier that day. "I... I don't know what to say," I voiced softly, taking in a deep breath when his knee brushed mine. "I need you to say something, Ayla, anything," he said under his breath, looking at me as if I were the only person that mattered to him. The atmosphere was thick and heavy with cackling energy and unexplored desire. Kaleb moved closer, making my pulse quicken as he turned my head and held my gaze. I could feel electricity between us, not once taking his eyes off me. "I feel like I have known yo
KalebTwo weeks couldn't have gone by as quick as they did with Ayla's constant company. She had resumed work and was doing well assisting Randolf in the finance department. Roman had managed to stay away from her, and so did my mother and Danica. We had gone back to the mansion but kept our interactions on the low. Danica had managed to lie to my mother about her boyfriend by the look of things. "Remember that we are heading out early to go prepare for our flight tomorrow," I reminded Ayla, who was busy behind her computer, scrunching her face as she stared at the screen."I just need a few more hours to finish sending back these signed documents to the respective departments," she responded without looking up, her left index finger and thumb on her chin."Why don't you take a break? You've been typing for hours. I can have someone else do that." I leaned over the counter, trying to get her to look at me."You just stepped out of your office since morning, and you are one to talk."
Ayla"Afternoon, sir," Angel greeted Kaleb, passing between us as she boarded the elevator, two cups of coffee in her hand. Kaleb nodded, keeping a straight face as Angel eyed me with judgement written all over her face.The cafeteria was almost empty despite it being lunch time; only the cafeteria stuff was positioned in their stations."Did you see how she looked at me?" I asked Kaleb after our orders were taken. Because he was the CEO, he wasn't required to go to the counters and was entitled to deliveries at the office but still chose to go there in person."I did; I know the first thing she will do is tell Roman," he answered, tapping his fingers on the table."She is so mouthy. Do you know the first time we met, she told me about Roman's sexcapades? Goddess, I was so hurt at that time." I never knew it was possible to move on from a one year husband that fast, because as I talked about Roman, I felt nothing but freedom."It's something expected from her. I just don't allow her t
Kaleb "I still can't believe that the surveillance was not working when Randolf was breaking in into your office," Ayla said for the third time that day as we walked out of our hotel in Florida to the awaiting black Sedan. "Baby we have more important matters to deal with," I politely reminded her, nodding to the chauffeur as he opened the backseat door for us. "Are you kidding me?" She whisperyelled at me then quickly said a thank you to our driver for the day. "I already told you that it's something that happens. CCTVs don't always record," I explained, but she shook her head, getting comfortable in the backseat. "I can't believe you of all the people is saying this. What are the odds that when Randolf is breaking in your office that the cameras are not working, and specifically on his floor, the staircase, and your floor? Can't you see that something is off?" She pressed. "How about we talk about this after the meeting? I told you that this is my best shot at extending my cybe
AylaMy heart thumped in my ribs as Kaleb deepened the kiss, moving his hands on the sides of my body. Something about this particular kiss felt different, as if Kaleb was trying to communicate something that my body could understand."Ayla," he rasped after we broke from the kiss, placing his hands around my hips."Yes," I mumbled in forced breath, feeling his hard cock pocking me in the stomach."I want you so bad," he asserted, making my breath quicken as he pushed me back gently on to the bed."Fuck," I swore as he crawled between my spread legs, his heavy eyes with arousal taking me in. I was seated, supporting my upper body weight with my arms behind my back, watching him closely."Let me see you," he whispered, beginning to unbutton my blouse from the top button. The moment I was left in just the bra, he let out a loud breath, his gaze fixed on my cleavage."I have been dreaming with these tits since the first night I saw them in the mansion," he confessed. I held my breath as
Ayla"Aaah!" I cried out when he pulled out until his thick head only remained inside, then slammed back into me, sucking the very breath out of me."So fucking tight," Kaleb hissed, his jaw clenched and hazy eyes looking into my heavy ones."Too full," I responded, unable to control my pussy walls from contracting. Pain mixed with pleasure as he stretched me to my maximum, his fingers gripping my hips."Fuck," he swore against my neck, finding a rythym as he backed into me slowly, making my throat knot. He was everything I wanted at that moment, and I couldn't help but surrender my body and mind to him.The bed creaked slightly as he stroked my insides, making my boobs bounce on my chest. I could feel him going deeper with every thrust, filling me just the way I loved. I was a moaning mess, my entire body sizzling with my nerves on fire."I don't want to ever stop loving you this way." I didn't have time to process his words because he pulled out, making me whine from the emptiness t
Kaleb I watched Ayla sleeping soundly after the hotel staff changed the soaked bedding from our sexcapades, waiting for Dean to pick up my call. Her mouth was slightly open, a pillow between her thighs and another under her beautiful face. "Hey man," he greeted when he picked up, his voice high as usual. "What's up?" I responded, walking out of the bedroom suite stealthily, careful not to wake her up. "I assume that the meeting with Connection Inc. Board is over..." He trailed off, waiting for me to fill him in, which I did quickly. After the call, I decided to hit the swimming pool at the rooftop. I left a note on the bedside table, indicating where I would be to Ayla in case she woke up before I returned. In just a bathrobe and a short underneath, I went up, carrying my phone and my laptop in case an issue to do with either of the companies came up. Before I could even swim, I decided to sunbathe on one of the lounge chairs, seeing that I had the pool all to myself. "Kaleb?" Th
AylaKaleb ground his crotch into mine, eliciting a soft moan, which he swallowed in the kiss. I knew I was supposed to stay mad at him, but how could I when at that moment the only feeling I could feel was heat coursing through my veins, pooling between my legs?I roamed my hands on his covered lean back, feeling the hard muscles beneath my palms."Goddess, baby, I want you," he repeated, snapping his hips forward."Mmh," I could only hum as he pressed further into me, grazing my pulsating clit."Come on," I complained when he sat up, missing his warmth already."Relax; I want to make sure that there is no barrier between us." He winked, unbuttoning his blue button-down shirt. The hunger in his eyes prompted me to sit down and take off my dress, my patience thinning."Oh damn," he huskily uttered, his gaze roaming from my boobs, down to my thighs and the sweet spot."I could say the same," I retorted, licking my lips as I admired his lean upper body. My eyes followed the movement of
Kaleb"No, you're lying." Amanda shook her head, turning to look at me."Is she?" I asked her, straightening my back as the weight of what Ayla was trying to accomplish pressed down on me."Trust me," Ayla mouthed the words at me while Amanda's attention was still directed at me. I knew the moment Ayla lied that I was sterile; she was looking to bait Amanda and gauge her reaction."B-ut," Amanda stuttered, her upper lip trembling."What's wrong, Amanda? Cat got your tongue?" Ayla mocked, wiggling her eyebrows."Yeah, Amanda, you look a little taken aback for someone who believes that the DNA results were correct...unless, of course, they were fake," I chimed in, heat flushing through my body. A part of me hoped that for her sake Leo was mine, but another part was doubtful."How can you even say that? Of course the results were legit. You came for the test, remember?" She defended."And yet when I told you that you would speak directly to my lawyer, you got all mad and threatened to ta
AylaI sat on my office chair staring at my computer screen as it lit up. My mind was saturated, but I had work that needed to be done. Randolf had forwarded more emails for me to go through and more files to read and sign. Dean had gone through more transaction records, and each one of them led to a trail of money laundering behind Kaleb's back."You did say apart from the wooded area, Roman visits another house frequently, right?" I asked Dean over the tea break in his office, sitting comfortably on his office couch while he rotated aimlessly on his chair."That's right. Although I can't tell exactly why," he responded."Can you text me the address?" I crossed my index and middle fingers, hoping that he wouldn't ask why I needed it. I wanted to survey the house to see if I could get something useful. With Marise missing and Roman's attempt to pin the attempted murder on him, I needed to uncover more dirt about him."Sure, but if I may ask." He paused, leaning over the desk, his elbo
KalebI didn't sleep a wink—I kept on tossing and turning, thinking about Roman, my mother and Marise. By 6 a.m., Ayla and I were outside Marise's ward, waiting for clearance to go in. There was a lot of movement in her room, hospital staff going in and out. I had a lot of questions, and the only person who could give me straight answers was Marise. We hadn't played the CD, not after discovering such a life-changing truth."Excuse me," I called to one of the female nurses."What's going on? We have been waiting here for minutes to go in, but no one is telling us a thing." I consulted, squinting my brows when the two detectives assigned to her shooting case showed up."You can't see her now," she quickly stated, looking at her wristwatch."But—""She's missing, okay? She was here one minute, and the next her bed was empty, and now there is a search going on for her," she relayed."How can a patient left under the hospital's care go missing? Marise was in no condition to walk out of the
Ayla"If it isn't my douche brother or should I call say...wife snatcher, his best friend and my wife who can't keep her legs closed," Roman mocked, as we headed into the mansion via the rear entry, leaning on the double door frame. I expected Kaleb to jump on him, but he ignored him."Are you not going to say something?" Roman added, attempting to rile us up."Actually I do have something to say," I crossed my arms across my upper abdomen and stopped walking."Absolutely no, you have nothing to say to him." Kaleb attempted to pull me away from Roman."I don't need your permission, or anyone else's permission to talk to whoever I want," I told Kaleb, ignoring the crease on his forehead."Is it because of what I did to you?" Kaleb asked, looking at Dean for help."This has nothing to do with you," I clarified."You heard her, she wants to talk to me. Now chop chop, I want to catch up with my first wife." Roman was relishing in the fact that I was defying Kaleb."I will come up in a fe
KalebI was going through my emails, one by one when Dean called me. The day had been a long one, and I hoped that whatever he had to say wasn't going to make it even worse."Aren't you one door away from my office down the hallway?" I asked, forcing enthusiasm even though I felt drained. All I wanted was to talk to Ayla but I knew she wasn't going to even think about it after what Amanda pulled off earlier."I'm not in the office, had to step out with Ayla." The moment he mentioned her name the insides of my stomach warmed up. "How is she? Is she okay? Can you please tell her that I really want to explain myself?" I didn't know I was going on and on until Dean chuckled over the phone, snapping me out of it."We are outside the building, heading to the mansion," Dean explained."Is Ayla coming back?" I excitedly asked, shutting down my computer."Be down here in 10 minutes, I'll tell you on the way," he straight up instructed. I could hear Ayla in the background telling Dean that sh
Ayla"Are you heading out early today?" Dean asked after I walked out of my office, head downcast. My eyes were swollen yet again from crying the entire afternoon, until I couldn't cry anymore. "I uum," I cleared my throat, to clear my husky voice. "I want to visit Marise today," I finished, side stepping him."You've been crying." He stated as a matter of fact, wrapping his hand around my wrist."Listen Ayla—""Please don't Dean. I know you want to talk about Kaleb and Amanda and right now, I can't," I breathed, biting my bottom lip to stop it from trembling."I understand. Can I give you a ride to the hospital? Before you say no, I want to accompany you because I know about what Marise did. Even though she is bed ridden, seeing her alone is dangerous," he quickly spoke. "Okay," I whispered.It didn't take long for us to get to the hospital, and even though visiting hours were over, Dean managed to get us into the ward. When we got in, Marise was asleep, her back facing us. "Maybe
KalebI kept on passing by Ayla's office, gathering enough courage to talk to her after a night of not sleeping in the same house with her. Dean had told me that she came in earlier since she lived near the office, but I hadn't seen her. It was almost lunchtime, and she was still locked up in her office. Pacing up and down in the hallway, I eyed her door from a distance."Is there a reason why you are pacing up and down instead of answering my calls?" The irritating voice sounded behind me, breaking me out of my trance."What the hell are you doing here?" I gritted my teeth, my back facing Amanda. How had I not heard the sound of her stilettos coming into contact with the tiled hallway? I must have been really deep in thought."Didn't you get the email?" Her sickly sweet voice had me clenching my hands into fists. After closing my eyes to calm myself down, I turned, glaring at her."Given that look," she said, roaming her eyes around my face as if scrutinising it. "You have already co
Ayla"You said you were taking me to an apartment, Dean, not a freaking penthouse," I exclaimed, my swollen eyes widening as I took in the entrance."Well, it's still technically an apartment." Dean shrugged as we walked inside the beautiful space. The first thing I saw was floor-to-ceiling glass windows that allowed the natural flow of light inside."I can't afford this," I whispered, admiring the bespoke furniture."Yes, you can, but you are not paying," he answered."But you said you were going to—""Forget what I said, Ayla. You are free to stay here for however long you wish. Everything will be provided for," Dean clarified, beckoning me to follow him."What's the catch?" I stopped, placing my hands on either side of my waist."There's no catch, I am helping a friend," Dean explained."You haven't known me for that long. Plus a part of me feels like Kaleb put you up to this. And if he did, let me break it to you, this will not make me forgive him.""I don't need to know a person