Amelia was clearing up her desk when Ryan walked into her office, ready to take her out for lunch.“Ready?” he asked, leaning over her desk and staring down at her small form, with her honey-brown orbs gazing at him.A blush stole across her cheeks.“Umm… y-yeah,”He smiled at her and reached for her, gently cupping her cheek. Amelia blinked, subconsciously leaning into his hold as he continued staring into her eyes.“I need you to do a little something for me before we leave,” he said.“What is it?”His gaze darkened, eyes still holding hers.“Take off your panties,”The words made her gasp, her eyes widening but at the same time, her blush deepened, her pupils dilating and her breath coming out in short pants.“W-why?” she breathed out in a barely audible voice.Ryan’s thumb slowly traced the outline of her lips, while watching the lust come to life in her and seeing how pretty she looked with her skin flushing over with a tinge of pink.“You’ll see,” he growled in a husky voice.Am

It was late in the evening when Ryan pulled up at Lara’s home to see the compound was filled with different expensive cars and the soft music playing inside the house sailed into his ears.He remained seated in the car even after his driver, Smith killed off the roaring engine. Truly, he had no interest in Lara’s party but after Lara informed him that his mom would be attending he knew there was no escape plan for him. She’d see through all of his excuses and that could mean trouble. The last thing he wanted was for the woman to mount more pressure on him regarding his non-existent union with Lara.Releasing a deep breath, he alighted from the car, fixed the button on his custom-made suit, and walked towards the house. As he passed, cameras flashed, capturing him but he disregarded them. This was the exact reason he’d left Amelia at home.After the little chaos Lara had caused in his office, he’d been able to save his head by explaining the circumstances to Amelia and why he couldn’t t

“Amelia?” Sylvia called, her voice dripping with concern as she stepped towards the desk, taking the seat opposite Amelia’s. “What’s going on? Why do you want to leave?”“Y-you haven’t heard?” Amelia stuttered, sniffing to hold back her tears.“No, sweetheart. Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” she reached for Amelia’s hand on the desk, squeezing it softly.Amelia sniffed again, biting hard on her lips to hold off the tears that were threatening to spill.“I have to leave, Sylvia. I… I can’t…”Sylvia stared at her patiently, waiting for her to explain more.“There are rumors. I heard them. Everyone here thinks I’m his mistress and I’m sleeping with him to keep my job,”“But you know it's not true and you don’t have to listen to them or feel bad about it when you’re not guilty, Amelia,”“But that’s not all. His family wants him to be married to another woman and now the media is spreading the news that they’re about to announce their engagement. How do I compete with that?”Sylvia smiled

Popular Designer, Lara Zhang, and Well-Known Businessman, Ryan Davidson, set to announce their engagement.Lara stared at the huge tv screen in her living room, smiling in satisfaction as she sipped from the glass of juice in her hold, while reading the entertainment news headline over and over again. Her plans had worked out as expected. The news was all over the place that her engagement with Ryan was going to be announced in a few weeks. Some Media houses had even added a better spin to it, claiming they’d been secretly dating and hiding their relationship from the public because they weren’t sure it’d last long. But now that her business was flourishing and Ryan was about to clock his thirties, they thought it was the right time to let everyone know of their relationship and to finally settle down as a couple.Lara had read all of the articles that spun from the story she’d told the journalists to spread and she was delighted to see they were taking effect as expected. The public

Selena was the first to spot Ryan wasted at the bar the moment they stepped into the house. Her eyebrows drew together in a frown, watching him closely with interest.“Is he… is he alright?” she asked, her words dripping with concern.Gretchen released a distressful sigh, her eyes still on her boss.“He’s a bit drunk,”Selena’s gaze left him for a moment, locking with the other woman. This time, the look of surprise she wore on her face wasn’t feigned but it was real. She’d lived with Ryan for five years and in all of that time, never had he been drunk. Not even when he discovered that Julia wasn’t his child or when they’d been working through their divorce. He didn’t have to ask the housekeeper to know Amelia was somehow responsible for his drunken state and it disgusted and annoyed her so much that the bitch had so much hold on him that he’d allowed himself to get wasted on alcohol all because of her. She blinked, swallowing down her annoyance before returning her gaze to the man