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60: G-string

作者: Faith Odulesi
last update 公開日: 2026-05-19 10:29:37

I pushed through the heavy glass door of the private rooftop bar.

The place was all dark wood and low leather booths with dim gold lights hanging over every table.

Expensive whiskey bottles lined the back wall and only a couple of suited guys sat at the far end talking quiet.

I spotted Kade already in the corner booth nursing a glass.

I dropped into the seat across from him and flagged the waiter. “Two doubles, neat, keep them coming.”

Kade leaned back and grinned wide, “yo man y
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  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   154: Murder warehouse

    My whole body forgot what to do. Then I started fighting.My nails scratched at his hand. My shoes scraped the concrete. I tried to scream, but the sound stayed trapped against his palm. His arm tightened under my chin, cutting off my air until my eyes burned.Oh my God. This was it. This was why my mother told me to stay away from Adam Dalton. Not because he had a fake girlfriend or weird contracts. Because he was actually dangerous. Because he brought me here. Because I was going to die in an abandoned building wearing Beverly’s stupid cardigan.I kicked back hard, but my heel hit nothing useful. The man shoved me into the wall. My cheek scraped concrete, and my lungs started panicking. Adam was going to kill me. Or he had brought me to people who would.Then the hand disappeared from my mouth.Air rushed into my throat so fast I coughed. A strong arm grabbed me around the waist and yanked me backward. My back hit a hard chest, and another hand spread over my stomach, holding me the

  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   153: Where are we headed

    I stopped at Beverly’s for twenty minutes before the trip, and by stopped, I mean I stood in her bedroom while she screamed like I had joined a cult.“Eve, what do you mean you’re going on a brand trip with him?” Beverly shouted, waving one of my dresses. “What are you two going to do there? Pretend you weren’t on his desk this morning?”“Lower your voice,” I hissed.“Girl, your mother is Hazel Montgomery Wood. She probably heard me from her house.”That was why I didn’t go home to pack. I picked things from Beverly’s wardrobe, threw my essentials into a small bag, and ignored her questions. The last thing I wanted was to run into my mother while looking freshly ruined by the one man she told me to avoid.Now I was sitting in Adam Dalton’s car, wearing Beverly’s cardigan, my bag between my feet, and my eyes betraying me.I looked at him, looked away and then looked again.He drove with one hand on the wheel, sleeves rolled up with those forearms that were so distracting. His jaw was c

  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   152: Fuck Clause number two

    He closed the distance fast and covered my mouth with his before I could keep going.His hands went to my waist and pulled me in hard.I grabbed his shirt with both hands and kissed him back even though I was still mad.The kiss was rough and messy right from the start.Our tongues slid against each other and I bit his bottom lip once before sucking on it.He groaned into my mouth and walked us backward until my back hit the desk.I pulled him closer by the front of his shirt and kept kissing him like I needed to get the anger out somehow.I pushed at his chest, but it was useless because my fingers curled instead. “I’m still mad at you.”“I know,” he said against my mouth.“Clause number two,” I said quickly, lifting one finger between us.His gaze dropped to my finger.“No sex at work,” I reminded him, breathing too fast. “Your rule. Your very boring, very professional rule.”Adam looked at me for one second and then he took my wrist, lowered my hand, and leaned closer.“Fuck clause

  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   151: Don't mind if I do

    Eve povAdam scrambled so fast his chair hit the wall behind him.His hand went to his psnts, and he turned slightly as he pulled them up, but not fast enough.I had already seen everything, his fifth inch dick hard between his grip and the worst part was that he still somehow looked calm while doing damage control half naked behind his desk.I stood frozen by the door with one hand still on the handle. My eyes went from his face to the obvious bulge in his pants, then back to his face again.My mouth opened before my brain could even pretend to be mature, “you knew I was coming here, and you thought this was the right time to jerk off?”Adam zipped his pants slowly and reached for his belt, “good morning, Eve.”I stepped inside and shut the door behind me with my foot, “don’t fucking good morning me. Are you insane?”His shirt was still open, his chest was bare under it, and his hair looked like he had been dragging his fingers through it for a while and I hated that my eyes kept try

  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   150: Hazel pov

    Hazel’s pov (because y’all wanted it)The front door shut behind Eve harder than it needed to, and I stayed in the kitchen with my hand still resting on the edge of the counter.I leaned my hip against the counter and rubbed my fingers over my forehead, staring at the untouched coffee in front of me.I was so deep in my head that I didn't hear Alan come in. I didn't hear his footsteps or feel him close until his arms slid around my waist from behind and his bare chest pressed warm against my back.My breath caught, and my hands flew to his wrists before I realized it was him.He bent his head and rested his chin on my shoulder, his stubble brushing lightly against my skin while his fingers spread over my stomach."You're thinking too loud," he murmured against my neck.I exhaled and closed my eyes for one second, then turned around inside his arms.He let me move but didn't let me go.I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he looked down at me with sleepy eyes and messy dark hair fall

  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   149: Professionalism

    I stared at my mother for a few seconds, my fingers still wrapped around the stair rail.Her face stayed tight, but her eyes kept moving over mine.I let out a small laugh and shook my head. “Why?”She looked away first.That annoyed me more than if she had shouted.“No, don’t do that.” I stepped down from the stairs and folded my arms, "you don’t get to say something dramatic like that and then look away. Why not Adam?”Hazel rubbed her fingers over her forehead, “He is not the kind of person you want to meddle with.”I blinked at her. “Meddle with?”“Yes.”“Mom, you made me work for him.”“I said work for him.” She pointed at me with two fingers, her brows pulling together. “Work, learn, pay attention. Get structure. That man is excellent at what he does.”I laughed and spread my hands. “Oh, so he’s great for teaching me, but if I stand too close, I’ll catch a disease?”“Eve.”“No, seriously, what are you saying right now?” I raked my fingers through my hair and looked at her proper

  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   104: Cold blooded murder

    I felt the hand clamp tighter around my throat from behind, squeezing so hard my vision started to blur.I grabbed at the wrist, nails digging in, trying to pull free, but whoever it was just dragged me backward fast.My heels scraped the ground as I kicked and twisted, choking out a desperate soun

  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   103: She still a stripper

    I stared at Alan, completely frozen. My mouth went dry and my brain just… stopped. He had just asked me to marry him for real, and all I could do was sit there on the floor, eyes wide, not saying a single word.He raked his fingers through his hair, looking nervous, “I don’t mean to pressure you o

  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   101: Mine

    I stopped the recording, tapped the screen to end the clip, and set the phone on the dresser. My heart was still racing from the show I’d just put on for him. Alan was sitting on the edge of the chair, chest heaving, sweatpants soaked from me grinding all over him. His cock was straining

  • The Double Life of My Hot Secretary   95: Let’s read the comments

    I sat at the bar, nursing my third whiskey, the ice clinking every time I swirled the glass. The place was loud but I barely heard it. I raked my fingers through my hair and pulled out my phone again, thumb scrolling through the trending tab even though I knew I shouldn’t. Every headline wa

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