LOGINHer husband Let Her go. His Boss Won't. In order to keep her father's name clean, Yvonne is forced into a miserable marriage with a man who belittles her. She stays trapped in this suffering until one cold spring night when she clashes with Clayton Voss. The man who rewrites everything she knew about loyalty, love, and takes a dangerous obsession with her. ≈≈≈≈≈ Some connections never die. Some obsessions never fade. And some men don’t ask—they take. Clayton Voss' arrival in Seattle was to take his place as the rightful CEO of SilverThorn Group. He never expected to clash with the girl who hadn't left his memory for years. He never expected that she'd need saving, or that he would be willing to risk it all for her. Yvonne may not remember him anymore, but he hasn't forgotten. He is now her boss and this time, he's not letting her go again Even if it might cost him everything. ≈≈≈≈≈ A forbidden office romance. A dangerous past. And a love that was never supposed to resurface—until it did.
View MoreYVONNE’S P.O.V. The toaster chimed, snapping me out of my thoughts. I grabbed the slices of bread before they got burned, prepared my sandwich, and put it into a paper bag. Then, I rushed for the door, not sparing time to check my reflection in the mirror.It was my first time being late to work.But between what happened last night and what happened again while Mr Voss “cleaned” me in the tub, I was exhausted. My body still ached in places I didn’t know could feel pleasure, and my mind hadn’t stopped replaying the sound of his voice, the way he’d said my name like it belonged to him.I could barely remember him driving me home or tucking me into bed like I was something fragile. And so I woke up late.Late but... different. More energized and happier than I could remember.I arrived at the bus station just in time. Throughout the ride, I kept trying to reach out to Sasha, who hadn't replied to my text in days. It was so unlike her. I know her job at the Set could be demanding, but
CLAYTON'S P.O.VThe suite was equipped with everything a billionaire could need to unwind and relax.I turned on the water and poured some oils into the bathtub, aside from the cleaners who entered to keep it tidy, no one else had access to my private suite in Goshen.When I returned to the lounge chamber intending to clean her up, I found Yvonne still bent over the desk. The pale skin on her backside and thighs were pink from how hard I gripped her I felt my cock twitch.Her body was slack and trembling, her long lashes fluttered against her flushed skin as she fought not to give in to sleep. She kept blinking, staring at nothing, as I stalked towards her, I caught her small voice as she whispered “Wow" over and overA proud smile tilted the side of my lips. I love seeing her like this, thoroughly spent, wrecked, and wondrous all at once. My seed glistening inside her swollen sex beckoned on something inside of me, something twisted and primitiveDeadly even. My essence between thos
YVONNE'S P.O.VHe was thick And longAnd....well endowed. Perfectly, powerfully made.My toes dug into the carpeted floorI writhed underneath Mr Voss's hold, my body going slack and losing at the same time, his tip lined with my slick pussy had me feeling all sorts of feelingsEven my back hole puckered.Christ “Clayton" I moaned when he fisted his cock in his hands, sliding it against my slick folds.My eyes rolled into the back of my sockets. I grabbed the side of the desk for my dear lifeMr Voss slid his length over my lower lip, the sound of our wet skin rubbing together made me bite down on another moan“Look how pretty this pussy is" he murmured more to himselfI arched my back, not able to wait any longer. “Come on, Clayton," I urged. “Please"My breasts were tender, and I rubbed them against the surface of the flat table, the friction shooting down to my core.Mr Voss let out a shattered breath as he slid his cock over my folds again. “Fuck" he muttered darkly. His eyes we
YVONNE'S P.O.VMy breasts flattened against the table.I gasped out loud, standing on my toes. By the side of the room was a full-length mirror that allowed me to see Mr Voss at my back.His face was full of dark desire and passion as he got down on his knees. “Don’t move Yvonne.”His warning growl made a shudder ripple through my body. I placed my hand on the edge of the desk while he held my thighs as he slid my foot out of my heels and tossed them in a corner of the roomMy body was on fire. From my head to my toes, every part of me burned. Mr Voss's large warm hands slid up and up, slowly, too slowly “Clayton, pleaseee,” I whined. I could see his face from the mirror in front of us, how he was deeply enthralled, how his lips parted and his chest shuddered with his uneven breaths.I felt the cold air on my exposed legs, as he slid my dress up like he was taking his time unwrapping a present.The cold air kissed my backside. My back arched and he hissed through his teeth “Fucking
CLAYTON’S P.O.VI had five months to make Yvonne fall in love with me.Five months to make the woman I love mine and a much lesser time to fulfil the condition of my father’s will. The street blurred as I drove to SilverThorn Group—The company I would lose if I didn't meet up with my father's dema
YVONNE'S P.O.VI was wet!Dripping down to my legsHave been so since morning when I dressed up. Wearing a skirt without anything underneath was by far the most scandalous thing I have done.The thought of my most intimate part left bare for Mr Voss made me hot all through the taxi ride here. It to
YVONNE'S P.O.VMy head fell back and tingles spread all over my body.For a moment, for one beautiful moment, I ceased to exist. I felt his stubble on my jaw, scraping deliciously, I felt his lips on my chin, teasing me while his thumb… oh boy…Mr Voss's fingers were nothing short of magical.A flic
YVONNE'S P.O.VA black Porsche was the first thing I saw when I came down the taxiNext was the man who owned the Porsche, the one who somehow was more powerful and commanding than the car itself.My hands turned sweaty, and the memory of the last time I'd seen him burned my mind.‘We're nowhere ne






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