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Everett
I am heading up to my brother’s office on the top floor. I came reluctantly because he had paperwork for me to review. We get along fine, but we aren’t as close as most brothers are. Most of our dealings with each other revolve around business. His wife and three children keep him very busy. Hugo and I couldn’t be more different. Business and money are the only common ground we have. He disapproves of my lifestyle choices. It doesn’t matter to me what he thinks. I am who I am.
Stepping out of the elevator, I make a beeline for his office. I ignore the eyes on me and the women whispering and giggling. I consistently have an impact on women, but none of them interests me. If I used one of my brother’s employees as my toy, he would be furious.
He is seated at his desk, speaking on the phone. I walk straight in and impatiently wait for him to get off the call. I can’t wait around for him all day. I have my own responsibilities to attend to. I tap my foot on the floor while crossing my arms over my chest.
Hugo looks up at me and shakes his head. “I will call you back soon. My very impatient big brother is here.”
“Finally!” I say when he hangs up.
“You have been waiting for two minutes. Don’t be so dramatic.” He chuckles.
“I have a lot to do.”
He expresses his annoyance by rolling his eyes. We can’t all have the patience of a saint like he has.
“Take a seat, and I will grab what you need. I will be back in five minutes. Can you wait five minutes?”
“Yes.”
I let out a sigh and settle down in a chair. I use my phone to keep myself entertained while waiting for his return. He should have had it looked out for me coming. He’s had enough time. I received a message from him last night, asking me to come in this afternoon. My attention is caught by the sound of heels on my brother’s tiled floor.
When I look over, the first thing I notice are legs that seem to go on forever, smooth and tanned. Who do those belong to? I run my eyes upwards. The person is wearing a black dress.
“Pardon me, but I’m trying to find Mr. Amery.”
My head shoots up in response to the soft, gentle voice. I smirk when I see the pretty face that matches everything else. She has flowing, brunette hair cascading over her shoulders and a twinkle in her stunning, ocean-green eyes. A light red lipstick graces her lips, which are shaped like hearts. Damn, who the fuck is this woman?
I rise and position myself before her. I see a collection of freckles on her left cheek. When our eyes lock, she immediately averts her gaze and gulps nervously.
“I am Mr Amery.”
“I’m referring to the other one,” she whispers.
“Please make eye contact when speaking to me. It is rude not to.” I demand.
A soft whimper escapes her kissable lips, but she does I tell her.
“Sorry, sir.”
I step in closer to her, keeping only mere inches between us. “Much better. Who are you? This is the first time I’ve seen you here.”
“I am Aubrey, Mr Amery’s new executive assistant. It is nice to meet you. I assume you are Everett?” she smiles shyly, extending her hand to me.
I grasp it firmly, eliminating any distance between us. She gasps at the closeness between us. “Yes, that is me. It is nice to meet you, Aubrey.” I smirk and lick my lips.
Her hand starts to feel warm, and her breath appears to quicken. Despite her efforts to break free, I refuse to release my hold. I stare at her, not saying a word. She quickly shifts her gaze from side to side before looking away from me once more.
“Everett, do not even think about it.” My brother’s voice warns from behind Aubrey.
I release her hand and retreat a few steps. I smirk over her shoulder at him. “I am not doing anything.”
Hugo positions himself between us and asks Aubrey, “Is there something you need?”
“I came by to tell you that your meeting for tomorrow morning has been moved to the afternoon.” She replies.
“Okay, thank you. I apologise for my brother. You are dismissed.”
Nodding, she quickly departs. Hugo directs his attention towards me.
“Stay away from here, Everett.” He snaps.
“Why? Are you screwing her or something?”
“What? No, of course not. I am happily married. I am not you. She is Erica’s cousin. She has had a hard time recently; she doesn’t need you in her life to make things worse for her.”
“Maybe a little fun would do her the world of good.” I shrug.
“I swear to God, stay the fuck away from here. She just got away from one asshole. She doesn’t need to get involved with another one. If you go near her at all, I will make you regret it,” he threatens.
By now, my little brother should have a better understanding of me. The stronger his refusal, the greater my desire. Being told what to do is something I don’t enjoy.
“God, you are no fun. I will stay away from her.”
I can’t make him any promises because it would be a lie. I won’t stay away.
He handed me the paperwork. “You are free to go now.”
“See you this weekend for your birthday dinner?”
“Yes. Let me know when you have read it over and give me your thoughts.”
We are expanding our business; this is the paperwork needed to get that sorted. I nodded and headed out. I pass by Aubrey on my way out. She watches me intently with her eyes. I wink at her before disappearing into the elevator.
If she’s Erica’s cousin, does that mean she’ll also be at Hugo’s birthday dinner? It seems likely. It just got more interesting. I really dislike celebrations such as birthdays and holidays. I could manage without them. Erica will also warn me to stay away from Aubrey. She has been with my brother for ten years; she knows me well.
Despite knowing I should stay away, I won’t. Everything I touch becomes ruined or broken, but that doesn’t stop me. I am a grown-ass man. I can do as I please. I don’t owe the world anything.
I will need to play nice. If she recently ended things with a jerk, she won’t be seeking another one. I can play the good guy. I have done it before until I get what I want. I never fail to obtain what I desire. I smirk as I head back to my car. I need to return to the office for a couple of hours.
How long has Aubrey been in town? Why didn’t Hugo mention he has a new assistant? Did he hire her solely because she is family, or does she actually have experience? It makes no difference to me either way. I want her. I will get her, end of story.
AubreyI pull up outside of Everett’s place, where I have been staying for the last couple of nights. He’ll be home late tomorrow. I’m looking forward to seeing him; he knows I am here. To get ready, I want to make sure the place is clean and the fridge is stocked for his return. I’m happy I won’t have to sleep alone tomorrow. Hugo and I talked, and things are okay, but I came here because I’m still a bit mad at him and didn’t want to overstay my welcome. I need to find an apartment soon. Everywhere I’ve seen hasn’t felt right, or Hugo thought it wasn’t secure enough. We have more viewings next week. That’s stressing me out, but right now, that doesn’t matter. The important thing is that Everett will be home. We can reconnect. He’d better not leave for so long again, or I’ll insist on going with him. I don’t mean to be needy—but I can’t
EverettI wake with a pounding headache, groaning as sunlight slips through the curtains. Last night is a blur—I only remember ordering a drink at the bar. Somehow, I ended up back in my London apartment. Thank God—at least I didn’t do something stupid like cheat on Aubrey. I hope that’s not who I am, no matter how drunk I get. I can’t recall coming home. How did I get here? I search for my cell but can’t find it. Hopefully, I didn’t lose it in my drunken state. I shouldn’t have drunk so much, but it’s how I cope.I get out of bed to search for my cell. Each step makes my head throb, nausea rising. The taste of scotch lingers, churning my stomach. I need my cell—Aubrey has probably tried to reach me, and she'll worry if she can’t. I stroll into the living room and stop on my tracks when I see Hugo sitting on the sofa.“Why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be on your way home by now?”Hugo sighs and looks up at me. “I changed it to later today.”"Why? I thought you’d be desperate to g
AubreySomeone shakes me awake in my sleep, causing me to groan.“Aubrey, please wake up?” I hear Erica ask, and at the sound of her voice, I shoot awake.“Erica, what is wrong? Are you okay? Are the kids and dogs okay?” I ask in a panic.It is the middle of the night. Erica wouldn’t wake me up for no reason.“Yes, they are all fine. Hugo just called, they are both fine too, sort of. Their conversation didn’t go well. Hugo said some things he shouldn’t have, and upset Everett, who left. That was a couple of hours ago, and he can’t get hold of him. You should call Everett and make sure he is okay. He will answer your call,” she sighs.What the hell did Hugo say to him to make him leave and ignore him? I check my cell and notice a text from a couple of hours ago from Everett t
EverettHugo and I are back at the apartment after a long day of work. We ordered in because we were in no mood to go out or cook, which works because it allows me to talk with him. Things have been hectic since his arrival, so he really hasn’t brought up Aubrey. We have pizza and beers, watching a football match on the TV.“Hugo, we need to talk,” I say, getting straight to the point.He mutes the TV and turns to me. “Yes, we do. I want the truth about you and Aubrey.”There is no point in prolonging it. “Aubrey and I are together. We have been for months.”His brows furrow and his face turns red. “I fucking knew it. What the hell were you thinking? I told you to stay away from her. She is vulnerable, Everett. She doesn’t need another man lying and hurting her. Can you not listen for once in your damn life? If you had any decency, you would end things before she ends up falling, because we both know you don’t do commitment or long-term relationships. You could have any woman you want
AubreyI am nervous as I wait for Erica to return from dropping the kids off at school. I am going to tell her about Everett and me. He plans on telling Hugo tonight. Hugo left for London yesterday afternoon. Everett didn’t want to tell him the first day he arrived. I am more worried about them than me telling Erica. Hugo is going to act worse than Erica. My gut tells me so.I am sitting out in the yard with my morning coffee. Erica will be here soon. I am staying here for a little while since we haven’t found a new place for me, quite yet. I insisted I would be fine to return the other one, but of course, they never agreed. I sigh, taking a sip of my iced coffee and just as I do, I hear Erica calling out for me.“I am outside,” I call back.Erica appears at the door. “I was going to ask if you wanted a coffee, but I see you have one.” She laughs.“I do.”“Okay. I am going to make one, and then I will come out to join you.”I do some breathing exercises before she comes out to calm my
EverettThe last couple of days have been hell. I shouldn’t be in London! I should be home with Aubrey after everything that happened, but she told me to stay put. I wasn’t going to listen because I know she needs me, but my return will add to her stress because of Hugo and Erica not knowing. They would know there was something, but by what Aubrey said, Erica would be fine with it. We are still on the fence about Hugo. I don’t want to make things worse for Aubrey.My focus has been nearly nonexistent. My worry levels have been sky-high. Work is the last thing on my mind, but I am stuck here, and I hate it. I have been staying out of everyone’s way because I have been taking my mood out on them, and I don’t want to do that. I can do that, not with this being a new business. We can afford for everyone to quit. I only deal with them if I really need to.All I want is to jump on the next flight, and it is taking everything in me not to do that. Hugo will be here in a couple of days. I kno
AubreyI pull up outside the restaurant where I am meeting Erica for lunch. I stopped by home before I came to shower and change. I left Everett’s place after breakfast. I feel like I had maybe overstayed my welcome a little. It doesn’t seem to me like having a woman in his place for so long is som
EverettI am getting impatient. I still haven’t heard from Aubrey to go over to her place. It is seven at night. She would have been home hours ago. It wasn’t my original plan to see her tonight. I was going to wait until tomorrow since we spent most of the weekend together, but I couldn’t help mys
AubreyThe light seeping through the curtains wakes me from my sleep. I go to move, but I am too sore and still exhausted after last night. I didn’t know a man could have so much stamina. I have never had as much sex in one night, and I am feeling the aftereffects, physically and emotionally. It wa
EverettI take my boxers off, my cock standing to full attention. Aubrey’s eyes fall on it, and she moans, licking her lips. She likes what she sees. I knew she would. I am in no mood for foreplay. We are both ready. I grab a condom from my stand, slipping it on and retaking my place over Aubrey. I







