All Chapters of The Boss I Shouldn't Want, Now My Stepbrother : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Rhysand's POVSilence. That was the first thing I noticed, then the loud ringing followed. Static noise swallowed all thoughts, all feelings, blanketed by a tension thick enough to choke."How dare you?" She continued, her voice trembled, but she didn't move to speak to clear my doubt. Her lips sealed."I deserve that," I sighed, rubbing off the sore spot, then turned on my heels. "You should leave, Bridgette.""Nothing is going on between us!" she shouted, stopping me cold. "I don't know him like that!"With my back to her, I froze. I turned back slowly, my heart beating frantically against my ribs. Her red eyes burned with an intense defiance and desperation. A silent tear trickled down her face.Her voice was trembling but firm as she said, "Elias is nothing but a stranger. I have no feelings for him. It's you I like."Her confession, abrupt and unapologetic, hit me with a force. She raised her head, meeting me squarely head-on, her gaze intense, defying any attempt to confront her

Bridgette's POVMy body burned with every touch from Rhysand, every kiss that grazed my skin. My back arched, nails dug deep into his skin the moment he thrust into me.It was divine, deliciously sinful, and I wanted more. I wanted it never to end."Please… don't stop," I begged, barely recognizing my voice. It sounded breathless, almost desperate, but I didn't care, and neither did he."As you wish."Rhysand's lips tugged into a deadly smile, and his hips moved with purpose, each thrust harder, deeper, slamming into me with a rhythm that sent every thought of the forbidden scattering."Yes!" I cried, gripping at his shoulders, "Right there, please!"My legs wrapped tighter around his waist as his hands pinned my thighs apart, his hips ground into me, scratching an itch I never knew existed.The bed creaked beneath us, a raw, rhythmic sound that matched the wet slap of our bodies. Every thrust dragged a gasp or moan out of me; it felt like I was losing my mind."You feel so good," he

RHYSAND'S POVMy chest tightened as I watched Bridgette rush out of the parking lot like she had seen a ghost.Her face pale and her lips trembling, my gaze followed her as far as it could before the door closed, shutting off my view of her.I hadn't gotten a chance to talk to her, never mind that I purposely stood outside the parking lot waiting for her or the fact that I had dressed to the nines.Instead, I was stuck listening to Joe go on and on about the possible numbers we could make or lose if any of our strategy in the upcoming contract was botched.As though he sensed my lack of interest, Joe, one of my financial directors, finally cut to the chase."Boss, what I'm saying is we need to be very careful. Elias, much like his father, Clarkson, is a very cunning businessman, and he has something to prove."I nodded, "So do I."I thanked him for the good work before heading towards the door, where a few minutes ago, Bridgette had walked through. At first, I wanted to give her the s

RHYSAND'S POVThe moment I stepped into my office, I slammed the door shut with the single thought of getting serious.Although Rosa still wasn't back from meeting with Tessa, her words hadn't been forgotten. I had so much to do and so little time. And it was all my fault. Not that I regretted what happened yesterday; it was what led to it that left me with a few bites of regret. Still, it had all worked out in the end, allowing me to get closer to Bridgette.But that aside, it was time I let go of all distractions and focused on my job.A glance at my desk alerted me to the pile of reports I had waiting for review. Coupled with the already scheduled meetings, there was no time to be wasted, but all that could be put on hold, even if for a second, until I could read through the file Bridgette had passed to me through Jennie.The moment the thought took root, I quickly settled into my chair and looked down at the thick blue file still clutched tightly between my fingers.A sense of ant

Bridgette's POVThis wasn't right. I knew it. I understood it like the back of my hand—I knew it was a mistake the moment I decided to go along with Elias's plans.From the very moment he'd called, something had felt off. His pleading that I see him hadn't felt like something that should have happened, especially when we were hardly friends, but I felt guilty from giving away his flowers, and deep down inside me, I was curious about why he wanted to talk to me privately.As I walked out of my office, I gave a soft sigh of relief to find Jennie away from her desk, and I quickly took the stairs down and sneaked out through the side door, away from prying eyes.For whatever reason, it felt right that I do things like this, but for the life of me, I couldn't figure out why."It's just a simple coffee," I muttered to myself as I walked out of the door and toward the direction where he had parked his car, but a tiny voice—the one that usually acted as a voice of reason—wasn't fully on board