LOGINLeah"How do you know Julian?" he asked, turning to face me the second we stepped into his office.I screeched to a stop, almost ramming my back against the door.“I just met him in the hallway.” He narrowed his eyes, his lips pressing into a thoughtful thin line.“Hmm,” was all he said before turning and walking further into his office.Just as he sat down, a knock came at the door and a man entered carrying a stack of files. I simply stood there, watching the confident stroke of his pen across the pages.The man I'd found that night had needed help, but this man, sitting behind his table, exuded nothing but control.Today was supposed to be the day I’d head out for a job interview a friend had recommended me for. Instead, I woke up, got dressed, and came straight to this hotel as if he’d been beckoning me.I couldn't get the image of his face that night out of my head. It made me toss and turn for two straight nights. On the second night, grandma couldn't take it anymore. She kept
LeahFrom the small glass panel on the restroom door, I watched the board members walk past in ones and twos. Most of them looked pensive. A few fumed past briskly, gesturing to their aides, while others muttered in heated voices about their displeasure.There must have been an absolute war inside that boardroom. The first person to exit had flung the heavy oak door open so violently it sent a loud bang echoing through the entire hallway. He had stomped out, cursing under his breath. That was why I had slipped into the restroom in the first place. I didn't want to get caught in the crossfire of whatever corporate bloodbath had just occurred.When the heavy footsteps finally faded and I was certain everyone had left, I stepped out into the corridor and made my way toward the executive conference room to meet Mr. Thorne. I could have waited in his main office, but I had no idea if he had other engagements that would keep him away for the rest of the day. Just as I turned the corner, I
Damien Their voices echoed all around me.I could see the faces of the thirteen board members, their mouths moving as they argued loudly. Those in support of me and those who wanted me removed."But it's been six years! He didn't cause the fire!" one said."Well, he was in charge of it. Now people are dead. Every year, we pay respect to the lost lives. The media remembers the memorial and puts us under public scrutiny all over again. We're getting hit every single time. Our stocks are plummeting!""Oh come on! We're hardly under public scrutiny. That's because he's been paying his respects. He's working, Peter! There have been new innovations. Our revenue has tripled. Don't tell me you don't receive the fat sums into your account, because I have…""We could make more if we stopped getting random hits here and there!""What makes you so sure another hand would do a better job?""Julian's jurisdiction is flourishing. Ever since he joined, we haven't heard any scandals, have we? Yet our
JulianI turned her around, bent her over the edge of the bed, and thrust inside her, groaning as her warmth and wetness enveloped me completely.Her soft, lush ass jiggled with every brutal snap of my hips, the sight tightening my already rock-hard member even more.She let out a tiny scream, hands flying back to grip my thighs, whimpering like a lost puppy.I leaned over her, trapping her heavy breasts in the crook of one arm, then slid my free hand between her thighs. My fingers found her center and rubbed hard, matching the fury pounding through me.She spread her legs wider, giving me more.I smiled against her shoulder.This was always the response. Bending people to my will was a gift. Making them do my bidding even when it required a bit of uh… physical persuasion, was my forte.Pleasure rippled through my body when they squirmed under my touch, my stare, my power. When they cowered at my name, when the memory of me carved itself into their nightmares, I felt like a god ruling
Leah "Hello…"I slowly pushed the door open, peeking through to make sure someone wouldn't rush at me with a knife."Why would someone rush at you with a knife?" It was as if my brain rolled its eyes when it asked this.“I don't know, maybe because the door of the owner of this hotel is open. And dark inside,” I retorted.Eish!I slowly walked inside, feeling the wall for the switch."Where the heck is it?" I muttered, cursing under my breath.Everywhere was pitch black, and my imagination was conjuring things I wouldn't want to experience in this darkness."Hello…oh, got it!" I finally found the switch and turned the light on.It was the same golden-yellow lights. They didn't illuminate the room much, but it was enough to see that it was empty.Did Mr. Thorne leave in a hurry? Was there an emergency? What happened with his brother?"You came for your bag, remember?" said my sassy brain.Oh, right. It's right there.I went straight to it and picked it up. On the table was my resignat
LeahThe office was a dark, luxurious room bathed in warm amber light.Black shelves packed with books lined the walls, and a wide solid wooden desk sat at the center, flanked by deep leather chairs. Above me, low-hanging golden pendant lights glowed softly, making the entire room feel powerful.And sensual."Please take a seat, Ms. Carter."I walked up to the visitor's seat and sat down, trying hard to calm my nervousness.I didn't know what to expect from this man. But one thing was certain: I wouldn't let him talk down to me or make me feel inferior."This belongs to you, right?" He slid what looked like an envelope toward me.When I saw my handwriting boldly written on it, I almost gasped.That was the letter I'd been looking for.How did it get to him?"You dropped it," he said, answering my question."Thank you," I said in the most courageous voice I could muster, reaching out to retrieve it with a fidgety hand I was straining to control."You're resigning?""Yes," I responded,
As I entered the large gates of the Thorne Hotels and Suites, I immediately noticed the ruckus, which contrasted with the calm and elegance that is Thorne Hotels and Suites, one of the largest, top five-star hotels in Aberdeen, where I worked as a concierge.“What’s happening, Rufus?” I asked one of
I gasped as his lips made contact with my belly button. I never knew that part of me was that sensitive. I slapped my palm against my mouth, hoping to stifle the loud moans that were sounding so strange to me.Slowly and leisurely, he peeled all my clothing off me, then stared at me with hooded eyes
He was holding a bottle of wine in one hand and a glass in the other. The dude was shirtless and apparently in shock because he just stood frozen.“What are you doing here?” came his perplexed voice.“I don’t know. You brought me here,” I retorted, trying to stand up but sitting back down because I
Outside, the icy air infiltrated my nostrils, making it hurt to breathe. The streets were still filled with people enjoying the nightlife of Austeen. I rubbed my hands together to keep the cold out, still searching for the men with my blurry vision.Just then, I felt something warm wrap around my s







