Lahat ng Kabanata ng Love At First Taste: Her Stepfather's Pet: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

I don't like thinking about Tyler getting his hands on her because it sours whatever good mood I happen to be in. So I push that bastard to the back of my mind. Hernandez still has no leads about his whereabouts. The police haven't come back, as far as I know, they also don't have anything on his whereabouts. I have not heard from Sheryl since she left here. I am wary about Amelia going out and about when this Tyler case is still such an open dead end, but she is right. She doesn't have to spell it out for me. She can't stay cooped up in my mansion forever. I can't keep her confined in here forever. It is never what I want for Amelia. I always wanted her to soar. Even at my expense, I needed Amelia to fly. "I have three weeks left of the program. I would like to finish it." She says, resting her face in my hand. She is so soft. I caress her warm skin gently, afraid I might bruise her just by this light touch. I don't say anything, I just nod. My heart is thumping at a rate that co

"Everybody wanted to know why Tyler and Ashley did not resume with me. More than they even wanted to know why I stopped showing up." I say solemnly. Just talking about it sets my mood back a notch.When I say everybody wanted to know, I mean the whole damn engineering department and some people I have never seen from other departments too. Apparently, Tyler had endeared himself as he is used to, with the crowd here in the incredibly short time he spent working here. "Different kinds of rumours and speculations have been brought to me for clarification just this morning alone and I can only smile politely and say I have no idea why he is not here so many times. Marcus is no help. I think most of the rumours started from him since he believed he was closest to Tyler, so in a bid to not show his embarrassment at the realisation that Tyler just used him to get into Titan, he went crazy with his speculations." I take a sip of my water. It is cold but it fails to soothe my nerves. It stin

"Look at that." Linc whispers into my ears through my earpiece, his voice is like a soothing balm in addition to the stunning view of the orange ball casting bright vibrant colours on the city beneath, making everything look magnificent and unreal. It is like a scene from a movie. So much ethereal beauty. "Yes." I whisper back. Because it is all I can look at. It is stunning. Breathtaking. Linc has the helicopter hovering around the helipad of Titan's Construct, I didn't even know the building had an helipad. But of course, that is normal. Completely on brand. It was also a very short trip from that hangar to the city centre. I didn't have the time to be terrified. Linc just attained new levels of hotness for me. Watching him maneuver the aircraft so expertly and confidently made me throb for him. I wanted to touch him. Feel his naked skin glide against mine. Linc lands the helicopter perfectly on the helipad atop his firm's building like it is something he has done countless times.

"Linc. Linc. Please. Please." My face is hot. My neck is hot. My head is hot. My muscles are screaming. Begging. I need the release like a drug and I anticipate it because I know how wonderful it will feel. "Okay, love." He whispers against my skin. The calm before the storm. Still keeping his rhythm inside me, he presses his thumb against my throbbing erect clitoris, right in the middle of the all the concentrated nerve endings and I don't stand a chance anymore. I give in. I give up. I let go with a loud scream of pure pleasure that I am convinced the whole city has to hear. "My beautiful beautiful girl." I hear Linc whispering over and over again, kissing my hair, holding onto me tight so my uncontrollably jerking body doesn't hurt itself. I am screaming my climax, unintelligible words, mindless and free and he looks out for me.As he has always done. The love of my life. ♠︎♠︎♠︎♠︎Linc's POV::It is a good day. I have managed to keep my mood positive all day. Even humming occas

"We tried reaching out to her and connecting to her. She never responded." Cecilia replies defensively. That is news to me and I don't blame Amelia if it is true. Why would she be interested in going out to social events to socialise with the same women who picked on her as a teen with her mother? Especially as such a chaotic moment of her life. "I don't blame her. Goodbye Cecilia." Finally, I end the call. "Charlotte, come in." I say in the next breath. I know she was listening in all along. Everything goes silent. She doesn't reply or acknowledge that I have caught her."I know you are there. Don't waste my time." I lean back, waiting. In the meantime, I send my request to the HR representative to start looking for a new replacement. I don't know how long that whole process will take for me to get a qualified worker, but I am willing to wait it out. I could get a stand-in, pending when they vet a new employee. Less than five minutes later, Charlotte walks in, hands behind her, he