All Chapters of Forbidden Fantasies: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"I have more details about Kira," Shane says on the phone.Kira is in the passenger seat, and I’m about to drive off. I peek at her and find her face has grown pale. Her hands are on her knees, and her entire person looks like she’s on the verge of bolting out of the car.What was supposed to be Kira’s punishment for her constant taunting ended up turning into hours of incessant fucking in my office. I’m driving her home because it’s too late to catch the bus. She could have gotten a cab, but I’m too jealous of an asshole to let Kira sit in someone else’s car while her pussy throbs from all the times I’ve been inside her.I move my phone from my right hand to the left, keeping it farther from Kira. "I’ll see you in an hour."As I drive off, Kira can’t hold her curiosity. "Girlfriend?"I glare at her. "No. I’m not the kind of man to come in one woman and run home to another. Don’t ever ask such a meaningless question again."She gapes in shock. "I only wanted to know—""If it’s Shane I

I know I don’t deserve to work at Phoenix Industries, much less as the CEO’s assistant. My grades were always barely above average in school, and clearly, I’m not the best time manager. There are hundreds of people who were more qualified for this role than I was.The only reason I’m here is because Kristof pulled strings to ensure I get it.That doesn’t mean I’m about to pack up and leave.Caught between Rhys Redmond and Grisha Petrov, I would rather grovel for the former.He leaves for a meeting soon after grumbling ‘you’re fired’ and returns while I’m on my lunch break.When I notice his door slightly open, I knock and walk in.Rhys barely looks up from his computer screen. “Are you done packing? See HR for your severance pay.”I was upset a moment ago, but now all I feel is anger. I lock the door behind me, facing the asshole I’ve been calling my boss for the last few weeks.“Let me guess, it’s going to be a million dollars?”“You will find that out when you get it.”I ignore him.

On the bright side, that orgasm last night wrung the strength out of me, and I fell right asleep. Rhys left a message saying he would be late to the office. That would be good news in the past, but I’m dreading spending even one hour away from him.Work is no longer a safe place for me, especially now that Grisha has found more sophisticated ways to spook me.I take out his letter, glaring at the words. I can’t believe he is such a backstabbing Judas. My father took him in when his parents died, bringing him up like his own son. Growing up, I considered Grisha my brother, but no one would do this to their family.Memories of that dreadful day still haunt me. My mother pushed me into the supply closet, closing it before I could protest. She was yet to find a hiding place herself when Grisha caught her.The sound of bullets is still fresh in my mind. The maniac shot her five times before reloading his gun and emptying the barrel on her. She was the woman who had spent years caring for h

Future Mrs. Redmond doesn’t spare me an extra glance before strutting past me in her high heels, leaving a whiff of expensive perfume.When I show her to Rhys’s office, he speaks without looking at me. "Close the door."Jerk. Does he have to act like I’m the one who threw myself at him? Sure, my fantasies may have fueled whatever insanity was going on between us, but he wasn’t drunk or oblivious. He knew he was engaged.I silently shut the door and return to my desk, only for the phone to ring within seconds. I guess his future wife wants me to go out and buy more coffee to serve her. Or I’m getting told off for upsetting her.I’ve thought up an excuse, but when I answer the call, all I hear is a gruff "Did I ask you to leave?"I think back to the last several minutes. When he said to close the door, did he mean without leaving?Thank you for the detailed instructions, Mr. Redmond. When I go back to his office, the supermodel is not sitting on his lap like I dreaded. She is on the pl

I do as I’m told, gladly. My legs were already trembling, and I feared I would fall if I kept standing before him.The man doesn’t pounce on me immediately. He is deep in thought for a torturous amount of time, regarding me like a prey he has been saving for a while. I don’t know if he is going to devour me or play around for a while."Play with yourself," he orders.The command catches me off guard. I lie back, my fingers trembling as they find their way underneath my skirt and into my panties. Being near him barely an hour ago got me aroused and longing, so it’s not a surprise when I find that I’m soaking wet.I have pleasured myself before, but it’s a different feeling when Rhys is watching. I know he can’t see everything—my panties are in the way—but the bulge in his pants tells me this is enough. He stares at me hungrily, the lust in his eyes spurring me on.I throw my head back, a low moan escaping from my mouth. I clasp a hand over my mouth, muffling any sounds in fear that som