CINDERELLA At 3 AM: MASKED SEDUCTION のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

ELISSA’S POV ••• My face flushes even brighter than my dress. It's impossible to explain how embarrassed I am. He knows what I just did, and worse, he has heard his name while I was on it. His stare gets more intense, and I'm determined to use the last dignity in me to keep my composure. “What-what are you doing here?” I ask, my voice shaky. I hear him chuckle, surprising me. Shoot, even the sound of that causes my pussy to drip even more. “I should be asking you that.” He takes a step forward, and his body heat radiates in waves through my thin dress. “This is the men’s bathroom.” He points out as he stares deep into my soul. I try to find my voice, but I'm still too shocked to utter a word. Ava has honestly completely screwed me. “But instead, I have a better question.” His voice interrupts my thoughts, and I blink repeatedly at him. “Motherfucking Thane, huh?” His voice lace with amusement, a hint of challenge in his blue eyes as they watch me carefully. "Care to

ELISSA’S POV ••• As the morning sun streams into the room, I open my eyes slowly. The thoughts of last night immediately flood my brain, causing me to bite my lower lip. Last night was everything a fantasy would be. And the best part? It has not been a dream. Even my mask is still attached to my face. Soft snores disturb my thoughts, and my gaze moves, taking notice of the man sleeping beside me. It’s Thane, and he looks even more gorgeous when he sleeps. He looks like an angel with dark brown tousled curls spilling across his forehead and the hint of stubble on his cheeks. I can’t resist. I reach out a finger and run it along his jawline, caressing the edge of his mouth, and it takes every ounce of my self control to not press a kiss against him. Almost immediately, something vibrates. I tilt my head, spotting my phone at the foot of the bed. I pick it up quietly, not wanting to wake Thane up and find out a message from Ava. [Ava]: Hey, babe. I feel so guilty for n

ELISSA’S POV ••• “Unbelievable.” Ava bursts into a laughter, and I bite my lower lip. “In summary, you slept with FREAKING Thane?!” Her green eyes widen, and then she breaks into another fit of laughter. My stomach rolls with embarrassment. I told Ava about what happened with Thane and me. “You know you shouldn't say that out loudly.” I mutter before sipping my drink. “We are alone here.” She answers, her voice still laughing. “Besides, who cares?” “Well, you should. You are actually the cause of it for putting that thing in your drink.” I remind her, and she shakes her head in disbelief while smiling. “No, I am not.” She counters as she takes the cup from me. “I was going to put it next to you on the bar. But when you went over there, I thought you deserved something extra special, so I decided to put it near you instead.” “What? Don’t blame me. I didn’t expect you to drink my wine.” “You should have at least indicated.” I groan. “I didn’t bother because we both kn

THANE’S POV ••• Flustered. My secretary looks flustered. I'm pretty familiar with that look. Repeatedly battling lashes, pink checks, dilating pupils. I can tell she is horny. I get that a lot from women. Just a glance at me makes them want to kneel before me, destroy themselves for my approval. But I know she is not the type to make any move based on the way she feels. With her slightly untidy red hair, pair of glasses, and loose clothing, she represents the stereotyped nerd look who has probably never kissed a guy before. She seems shy and hesitant as she melts under my gaze like every other fucking woman. But who could blame her? I have been called names like sexy devil, been accused of going under the knife to achieve my perfectly symmetric face. I know myself the things I do and can do to women. But lately, I have not been interested in any woman. Not after little sun. It has been completely different without her. The thoughts of her have made me hard in the

THANE’S POV ••• I groan. My cock bulges against the cold water of the shower. Getting turned on by thoughts of Sunshine has been happening more than normal. But I step out of the bathroom, dismissing the thoughts of stroking my shaft. It's getting tiring and most especially boring. I wrap a towel around my waist, and the door bell rings almost immediately. I pause, tilting my neck slightly as I wonder who it is. Steve? Well, it's about time he showed up since I have been avoiding his invites to adult parties. I know, right? What's with my messed up loyalty for a lady whose identity I know of? I walk to the door, swing it open, and my heart stutters to a halt, and an involuntary gasp escapes from my mouth. A woman stands in front of me. Her face is shrouded by a black mask. The dark material hides everything but her full red lips, hazel eyes, and nostrils. Her skin is pale as moonlight, glowing through the tight dress that fits her figure to perfection. The throbbing