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He is a Victim
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The Night Before I Knew Him A Week Later
June"Ghk!!!"The store room door creaks open—same way it did a week ago. Déjà vu, except this time it's twisted.This time he’s in that sharp suit, trousers on, belt straining, the thick bulge outlined shameless above his zipper, before I know it, his shirt is gone, showing his bare chest, flexing muscle. His gaze is darker, hungrier, like a shadow made flesh."Go backwards," his voice rumbles, as usual deep.My chest heaves, as I stumble back into the stuffy little store room, feeling my own pulse go thump-thump-thumping in my ears.Clnk. The door slams shut behind us.I can’t move. My back brushes the shelves, and my breath comes in sharp bursts—hahh, hahh, hahh—and he stalks closer, each step heavy, and, predatory.I whisper, "You’re here again." but he doesn’t answer, instead he just grabs my chin, tilts my head up, and I’m trapped in that stare.Heat floods instead my aching pussy, dizzy and sharp, and when his mouth crashes to my throat—smckk—"Ohh–Mr. Gran–" I moan helplessly.
The Night Before I Knew Him Like You Were Lovers
~Hermes~"Are you fucking kidding me?"The words tear out of me the moment the door clicks shut. She’s gone, finally, and I’m left sitting here, staring at the empty space where June Alexander just stood.A fucking secret relationship! That’s what she asked for. Out of every goddamn possibility, she tossed that one into my lap.I knew with time she’d come around, see me for what I was— better than whatever worthless trash she almost made warm her bed.I expected an apology eventually, maybe a confession she didn't know better, but this? A proposal for a secret fuck? That wasn’t on my fucking bingo card. And the worst part—that had me off guard. For the rarest time, I wasn’t the one in control.I’ve seen shameless before, every shade of it, painted on women who thought their bodies were bargaining chips, but June’s brand of shameless? It’s different, and oddly dangerous. It seems like the type of shameless that slips under your skin and makes you wonder if you’re the one getting played
The Night Before I Knew Him I'm worth loving.
June"Are you high or something?" Mr. Grande asks flatly.My head snaps up. "No," I whisper, shaking quickly. Inside, though, I admit it—I might be high. High on nerves, high on him, and high on my own recklessness.He sits on the bed, studying me like I’m a puzzle he doesn’t want to solve. "Is that how bold you are? Then why hide it all this time as my secretary?""Uhm– I'm the same girl who agreed to spent a night with you, even when I didn't know your name." I keep my lips pressed tight, my expression steady. He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I’ll assume I didn’t hear that. If that’s all—you can leave.""No," I blurt, my voice rushing ahead of me. "I thought you wanted to claim my body. That’s what you said in your office. You touched my face—just like back at that dance—""Miss Alexander." His voice snaps like a whip. He’s on his feet now, looming, his dark gaze drilling into mine. "I said I wanted to claim you. But I haven’t acted on it since the moment you walked into
The Night Before I Knew Him What If?
I quickly tell Lia, Tobias, and Chris that I have to go. My chest is tight, my mind already burning with too many questions. I push through the station gate, the heavy air lifting a little as I step outside.But I don’t get far."June," Lia calls, catching up, tugging at my arm halfway through the gate.I turn, "What is this?""You can’t just leave," she says, her voice tight, almost pleading.I blink at her. "Why not?"She sighs, glancing back toward the building. "Chris is going to jail, and you’re just going to walk away?"My brow furrow, as I cross my arms, the weight of everything slamming down again. "Lia, Chris spiked my drink. He wanted to have his way with me because of a petty bet. If that person hadn’t stepped in and beaten him, I’d be scarred for life. What exactly do you want me to do? I forgave him—but he has to face justice."Lia bites her lip, torn, her eyes swimming. "Just… talk him out of it, please. If this comes out, he’ll lose everything—his job, his reputation. Y
The Night Before I Knew Him The Claim
June"Mr. Hermes," I hear Mr. Paul say, followed by the soft thud of the door closing."Paul, what do you have for me?" Mr. Grande’s voice answers, slightly out of breath, or maybe I’m imagining it again.I swallow hard, the air thick with the scent of files and paper in this cramped storeroom."Well, about the outcome of the gala—" Mr. Paul begins, but Hermes cuts him off."Save that for later. Anything else?"Oh. So he interrupts other people too. I’m not the only one. Perhaps I was wrong about him. It could be that the way he snapped at me had nothing to do with us sleeping together.My teeth catch my lip, thoughts racing. Maybe there’s still a chance for—"Did you perhaps see Miss Alexander? Sarah said she saw her enter your office."Mr. Paul’s question snaps me back to reality. My breath hitches, and I step back, as if he could somehow see me through the door. Is Mr. Grande going to tell him I’m in here? How bad would that look? I should just say I came to get some files and—"Y
The Night Before I Knew Him Heat Between My Thighs
June"Why did you tell me not to sleep with Chris?"My voice echoes back at me, louder than I intended to be.Oh yes— everyone.this is what I came here to do. To seek clarity.He slowly turns, a frown tugging at his lips."Pardon me?" His head tilts, one brow arching.I swallow a breath, unclenching my fist. "At the gala. Outside the hall. You said—*and I quote*—Don’t have sex with him. Just go home.""And?" His voice takes on a strange, low edge.My lips part, releasing a frustrated sigh. What does he mean, and?"I mean—""Miss Alexander," he cuts me off, striding toward his chair, "even when you worked as my secretary, you never had this boldness."He lowers into the seat, crossing one leg over the other, his gaze stern. "Or perhaps you were always like this—just waiting until you were transferred back to your original department,"My throat tightens, my legs weak beneath me. "I... I don’t mean any disrespect, Mr. Grande. You can fire me if you want."I bite my lip, forcing the word
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