All Chapters of Forbidden Fantasies: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Pajama Guy's threat didn't sound like an empty tease. He is close enough to Rhys to call him by his first name, which means they must be friends. Rhys will trust him no matter what he says about me.I want to rush back to my apartment and plan my escape, but time has never moved so slowly. Any second, Rhys will discover just who the ‘Petrov princess’ in Grisha’s warning is.Having only been to Moscow once, I don’t have a Russian accent like my father, Kristof, and Grisha. For two years, I have bleached my hair every time the roots started growing in. I look nothing like Natalya Petrov, the woman I was before I fled Chicago. I am Kira Davidson now, and Kristof rigged my background. Even if Rhys suspects my identity, nothing can prove it.But Rhys Redmond doesn’t need proof, I remind myself. As long as he considers me a threat, he will have that intimidating man kill me.Five o’clock finally rolls in, and it feels like I’ve been taken off the death row. I call Rhys’s office."I’m clocki

RHYS Kira’s eyes widen. She probably didn’t expect Shane to uncover her secret meeting with Kristof."Kristof and I are…close friends." Her nose reddens, betraying her lie. I had considered the possibility that it was a one-time coincidental encounter, but that reaction implies there is more going on."Kira, I suggest you stop lying while you still have a chance. You won’t like it if I have to force the truth out of your mouth," Shane cajoles her in a tone that would make one forget the type of methods he has used to get answers in the past."I’m telling the truth," Kira vows.Shane looks to me for permission to move to the next phase—torture."I’ll deal with this one myself," I dismiss Shane's suggestion.As soon as he leaves, I lock the door behind him and seize Kira’s shoulders."Is Kristof fucking you?" I ask.Kira’s eyes shoot to me, her embarrassment long forgotten. "What?"I repeat my words, enunciating every syllable. "Is. He. Fucking. You?""I heard you," she says, her nose

KIRAOh my God, oh my God.Did Rhys Redmond just eat me out?Wait, no. It’s more than that. He gave me the most amazing, earth-shattering, ground-breaking orgasm of my life, after draining information out of me. I didn’t tell him everything, but that changes nothing.My attempt at using the diary to make him fire me ended with his tongue between my legs. Will I complain? Of course not.Except, I am now in so much trouble. Rhys will not let me leave his side until he has gotten everything he wants from me. At the moment, it’s a blowjob—something I have been dying to give him for weeks.I skip dinner and head straight into bed, trying to wrap my head around the insanity that just happened. Maybe I fell asleep in the car and all this is a dream. The thought flies out the window as soon as I remember Shane’s inquisitive look. There’s no way Pajama guy decided to haunt my dreams. If that guy were to show up in my slumber, he would be the Grim Reaper that ends me without a second’s hesitati

KIRA My heart lurches in my throat when the text message goes from delivered to read.A flood of guilt and nervousness pools inside me. What was I thinking? I was emboldened by Rhys making me suck his cock, but it doesn’t mean I can simply send such an explicit picture to him. If I don’t see a shrink soon, I’ll end up in a mental asylum or six feet underground.At least it wasn’t a picture of my pussy, I console myself. Lord knows how tempting that was.The seconds tick painfully slowly as the tiny dots jump around next to his name, but then they stop, and the message never arrives. Even when it’s blatantly apparent that he thinks I am out of my mind, I wait. Perhaps someone entered his office unannounced—because his assistant is not at her desk to let her know of the guest’s arrival. Who knows? He could have decided to send a picture of his cock, demonstrating how hard I’m making him. But the latter would solely happen in my fantasies, and it’s time I faced reality. Rhys isn’t at

RHYS"Mr. Redmond?" Kira inhales sharply, her eyes wide. "I wasn’t doing anything wrong."Even if I didn’t know what she was up to, that declaration would be enough to make her suspicious. Kira is like a deer in the headlights, fumbling for what to tell me now that she’s been caught.I pull her flush against me, wrapping a hand around her neck to tilt her head. "What did I say about putting anything in that pussy without my permission?"Her face reddens, her voice cracking. "Technically, you said I couldn’t put anything inside. But if I simply rub…""Fuck." This woman is going to be the end of me. I’ve been sporting a boner for hours. Every time I managed to tame it, I would get a whiff of her lingering scent in my office and my traitorous dick would harden all over again.The woman responsible for my torture is acting all innocent while rubbing her ass against my hardness, making me want to strip her and fuck her right here in the hallway.I grab Kira by the waist and drag her into m