ログインOlivia pov;He unhooked my bra with one hand. The lace cups fell away, freeing my breasts. Cool air tightened my nipples. Ethan’s palms covered them, thumbs brushing the peaks until a soft moan slipped from my throat. He guided me back onto the bed. The mattress dipped under our weight. I lay against the cool sheets while he rolled the stockings down my legs one at a time, the sheer fabric whispering over my calves and ankles. Then his fingers hooked into the sides of my panties and drew them down, baring me completely. The lace joined the growing pile on the chair.Ethan stood and unbuckled his belt. The leather slid free with a soft rasp. He opened his trousers and pushed them down along with his boxer briefs. His cock sprang free, thick and already hard, the head flushed dark. He climbed onto the bed, naked thighs brushing mine, skin to skin from chest to knee.He kissed me again, deeper this time, tasting faintly of the coffee he had earlier. His mouth moved to my neck, then lower
Olivia pov;"You want me to come home with you?" Ethan asked, his gray eyes widening slightly in the quiet office."I do," I said, holding his hand a little tighter. "My apartment in Willow Park is small, but it is quiet, and I don't want either of us to stay in this building tonight."Ethan looked down at my hand resting inside his, and a slow, genuine smile spread across his face. "Let's go," he said simply.We rode the private elevator down to the underground parking garage in silence. The heavy stress of the last twenty-four hours felt like a coat we were finally taking off. The garage was dim and quiet, lit by pale overhead bulbs reflecting off the polished concrete floor.The garage was dim and quiet, lit by pale overhead bulbs reflecting off the polished concrete floor.Ethan unlocked his black town car, walking around to open the passenger door for me before getting in behind the wheel. We drove out of the underground ramp and onto the quiet evening streets of Riverton. Neither
Olivia pov;"Look at this refresh rate," Sarah Ellington said, her fingers tapping the edge of her tablet screen so hard the plastic clicked.I stared over her shoulder at the glowing glass in the quiet executive office."They are deleting the negative hashtags," Mason said, dropping his phone onto the mahogany desk with a sharp clack. He ran both hands through his short brown hair and let out a long breath. "Look at the business forums. The stock market opened few minutes ago, and Kingsley Global Holdings shares just jumped three points."I stepped back from the desk and pressed my hands against my skirt. My legs felt slightly weak, but the heavy knot of dread in my stomach was completely gone.For hours, I watched the comments scroll past on the news websites. Early this morning, every headline called us corrupt and dishonest. Now, the stories had changed. People were sharing clips of Ethan standing tall at the microphone, refusing to hide behind fake PR statements. Readers wrote lo
Ethan pov;"Mr. Kingsley, is it true you hid this relationship from your board of directors to secure her promotion?" a reporter shouted, pushing a silver microphone past the edge of the wooden podium.The bright flash of a camera flared directly in my eyes, turning the crowded ground-floor lobby into a blinding white space. Shuffling footsteps, low whispers, and the steady hum of television broadcast cameras filled the room.I did not blink. I did not step back. I placed both hands flat on the dark wood of the podium and looked straight into the lens of the nearest camera."No, it is not true," I said, my voice deep and even, carrying clearly through the wall speakers. "I hid nothing from the board, and my relationship with Olivia Bennett did not influence her career at Kingsley Global Holdings."Another hand shot up from the front row. "You admit you met her before she applied for a job here. Reports state you met at the Blue Note Lounge months back . How do you explain that ?""I d
Olivia pov"Mr. Kingsley! Is it true you met your executive secretary at a jazz club before she was hired?" a loud voice shouted from the hallway.Bright white camera flashes popped like lightning against the glass walls of the executive floor. Shouts and overlapping questions bounced off the marble pillars as half a dozen reporters pushed past the security desk, thrusting microphones forward.My heart jumped into my throat. For several years, my first instinct whenever people shouted or cameras flashed was to step backward, pull my cardigan tight around my shoulders, and hide where no one could see me. Damian had taught me that staying invisible was the only way to stay safe.I looked down at the dark carpet. Then I raised my chin, pulled my shoulders back, and looked straight at Ethan.The flashing lights caught the sharp line of his jaw and the steel-gray intensity of his eyes. He was waiting for my answer. He had asked me if I would stand beside him in front of the whole world."Y
Ethan pov;"Sarah is right about the optics, Ethan," Mason said, turning to me with a worried look on his face. "The board of directors is panicking. Victor has six board members sitting in that room right now who are ready to vote for your temporary suspension. They think you are bringing personal drama into the company.""What is your PR suggestion, Sarah?" I asked, sitting back in my chair."We issue an immediate corporate statement," Sarah said fast, pulling a typed white paper from her red folder. "We say that Kingsley Global Holdings does not comment on ongoing personal litigation involving employees. We state that Ethan Kingsley is focused entirely on corporate growth, and we keep both you and Olivia away from every news camera today. We minimize everything!""No," I said instantly.The small room went completely silent."Ethan, please," Sarah begged. "It is the only safe way to protect your CEO position!""It is not safe, Sarah, it is cowardice," I said, standing up from my le







