บททั้งหมดของ Don't Mess With DRACO: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Morgan's POV I stood in the parking lot of the main Wright mansion and took a final glance at the majestic building before entering the car. I picked up the documents on the seat and decided to look through them before going to my next meeting. I raised my chin from the documents and looked at the rearview mirror, replaying everything that just happened a few moments ago in my mind. “There's a spy amongst us who has been leaking information to my grandfather; find out who it is and report it to me,” I said to Enzo, who was doubling as my driver for today. “Yes boss,” I already had an inkling to whom it might be; it seems I would be visiting the torture chambers soon. My mind drifted to Alexa; what will she be doing by now? I was already missing her. “You are in love with her,” my grandfather's words kept replaying in my mind. The idea of love used to be so foreign to me; it was something I didn't think I could be capable of feeling. From my childhood until now, I've been taugh

A week later, I sat on the leather seat in my office and pulled on my tie to loosen it a little. All the designs and blueprints for the five-story mall in Millennium City were finalized today, and a meeting was held to discuss them. But my fiery little kitten did not show up; her stand-in CEO had been the one who flew in all the way from Country A to represent Jones Corp. I had been having a feeling that something was amiss with Alexa. She seemed to be avoiding me after our last meeting, but I had not been so sure since she always picked up my calls, but she had always been giving me short and straight answers and finding reasons to hang up on our calls every time I called her. I had sent her gifts and invited her on a date, but she came up with an excuse not to show up. Later, she stopped picking up my calls all together. It's been about two days now, and I had found it strange until this morning, when she didn't show up to the meeting, that she was indeed avoiding me. The under

There was a raging fire burning inside me when Morgan's lips touched mine. I felt as if I were on a boat on a stormy sea, with the boat rocking to the intensity of the storm. I was sure my lips would be swollen by the end of the kiss, but I didn't mind. I was feeling so much lust and desire emotions within me that I wanted to experience more of it; I wanted to explore more of it and feel its core and essence. I couldn't deny it any longer; I wanted this; whatever I was feeling at this moment, I needed it. I realized I was doomed; I wanted to be at his mercy and let him explore my mouth and touch me in places on my body that were seeking and yearning for his touch as I helplessly opened my mouth and let him in and let his tongue dance through my mouth in a searing but hot kiss. Wanting to experience more, I mimicked his actions and returned them to him, earning a groan from him. My hands moved into his hair, grabbing fists full of it and pulling his body closer to mine. The intensit

I woke up with the smell of food filling the atmosphere. I sat up tiredly and stretched my tense body and let out a shaky breath. I was feeling sore between my legs, and my legs still felt weak. I blushed when memories of the previous night flashed through my mind. Morgan and I had been wild last night, and it was now taking a toll on my body. I was all for his rough ride yesterday, finally letting myself go in his arms.Morgan's side of the bed felt slightly warm, an indication that he left the bed not long ago. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and got off the bed feeling dazed and out of sorts. Dragging my body lazily, I entered the closet and wore one of Morgan's shirts, deciding against wearing one of the many dresses in the closet that Morgan had bought for me. After yesterday, I had decided to keep seeing Morgan. I'll tell him about my health issues later, but right now I'll accept what he gives me and be happy. After all, I only have one life. I combed through my hair and left for th

Alexa's POV I walked in the hallways, making my way to my bedroom, and let out a sigh of relief. Finally, I wouldn't be sneaking around to meet Morgan since my uncle now knew about us. It was so stressful to use Elise as an excuse every time I saw Morgan, and it was not business-related. A knock on my door broke me out of my reverie. “Who is it? Come in,” I called out, and a maid came inside and said respectfully, “Miss the gentleman is still waiting for you outside in the garden.” My heart skipped a beat realizing Morgan was still waiting for me, not even checking if I looked presentable. I ran past the maid and rushed down the stairs, making my way to the garden, but I halted in my steps when I saw the person in front of me. “Oh, it's you,” I said, giving him a small smile. “You don't seem happy to see me,” Ethan said. He said it as a statement. And I realized it was true; I wasn't happy he was the one here waiting for me. I had thought it was Morgan. “No, don't take it the