Love You As You Are のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“I’m telling you Indra, it was so sad and disastrous,” I said crawling up her bed late at night. Indra and I pretty much got the premium life of friendship. Not only were we neighbours growing up, we went to the same school, had the same classes and now, we live in the same apartment block, two doors from each other and we also work in the same company. God’s working hard for these favours. I’ve never went more than a week without my best friend, since the beginning of time. Tonight, I’m visiting her place and we’re about to gossip. As usual. “So, he’s supposed to marry this…Eloise girl to bring the two companies together?” she said crossing her bare legs. While I wore grey shorts and a loose t-shirt, Indra only had long sleeve and panties. “That sucks. He’s supposed to settle down, just like that. No questions asked,” “I supposed one has to settle down eventually if you’re in the business industry. I just didn’t think it would be this…bad,” I murmured, scooping up the cookies and

“Right there,” I moaned, fisting his luscious hair as his tongue delved into my most sensitive area, lapping up all of my juices. “Oh God,” my head hits the pillow when he thrusted his tongue inside of me. the sounds he made only served to intensify the sensation. “Do you want to cum?” “Yes,” I said tightening both my hands on his hair, grinding on his face. “Yes, I want to c-cum,” I shuddered as I continued to grind on his face. “Fuck, it feels so good,” I threw my head, my hips rising and falling as he tongue fucked me. “How bad do you want to cum?” I let out a sound between a squeal and a moan, but I was too deep to be embarrassed about it. “Tell me,” he prodded, his fingers sinking into my pussy, curling to that spot that had my hips bucking up and off the bed. “Oh my God, right there,” I moaned, my mouth forming an o shape as I rode his fingers. “Please don’t stop. I’m so close,” I moaned. “I decide

“Why?” I looked up to both Anthony and Mr Stark standing at the top of the stairs, overlooking the front door. “What do you mean, why?” Mr Stark asked. “I mean why me?” “Is that a trick question?” “No Emmanuel, just…tell me what it is that you’re trying to do that could get me killed by Kevin in my sleep,” Anthony said. “It’s simple, if you’d taken your rightful place, none of this would be happening right now,” Mr Stark said. “Kevin doesn’t know anything besides bragging about the damn position-“ “But you know the situation here,” “I do, but that’s not my problem,” Mr Stark said. “If they need my help, they’ll do as I say,” I wasn’t too far from them so I could hear them talking. I was checking out the notes Eloise jotted down for Mr Stark, in my absence. I needed to know the way forward with this, so that I’m well prepared and I don’t make thing hard

“Miles, if you don’t come out of the bathroom, I’m firing you,” I hear Mr Stark call out eventually, possibly two hours later. I’d probably sat on the floor, wrapped around Mr Stark’s bed cover, and zoned out. I’d panicked until I couldn’t. Now, I’m just…stuck. Stuck in the presence and I don’t know how to take a step forward for the fear of what I might find. I can still see Mr Stark’s shadow underneath the door. I want to get scared. I want to believe that he’ll really fire me, but until I shake off this numbness, I don’t think I care at the moment. Countless times, I panicked, and I wanted to cry but I couldn’t. I’m just…stuck. Bottomline is that I ruined everything. I slept with my boss, and this changes everything. I’ll lose my job. I don’t even remember what happened. How did we even get to that? And…what about Anthony? I remember the way they were so close. In a sexual way, but really close. And now I went ahead and do this. How cou

“Dude, you’re a Sirenio?” Anthony gawked at me. “But Mr Stark just said that the missing heir to the Sirenio is a woman,” Eloise said in confusion. “Does than mean you’re the one who’s supposed to be taking over from your father,” “He’s not my father,” “But she just said you’re a Sireni-“ “I’m not a Sirenio and he’s not my father,” I turned back to auntie Genevieve who’s eyeing me with a knowing look. “So you didn’t tell your friends who you are,” she said. “They are business colleagues, not friends,” I murmured. “And I don’t need to tell them anything. It would have been nice to keep it that way,” I said looking at her with a disappointed look. “Boy don’t give me that look, I’m still you auntie,” she said backhanding my arm. I laughed quietly. “No one knows who you are,” “No,” I said. “Well, aside from them and…Indra,” auntie Gen gasped.