All Chapters of DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

MONIQUEI shifted my weight, suddenly unsure. “I don’t really know how long you’ve been working here, or what your experience is with the company, but I was wondering if maybe....” I paused, then pushed through the awkwardness. “If you could give me a tour? I know it’s not really in your job description, but I’d really like to get to know the place.”Her face lit up. “Oh, absolutely. Honestly, the first rule of being Henry’s assistant is knowing everyone and knowing where everyone is. He’s sharp like that.”“I hope I become as sharp as both of you,” I said with a small laugh.She looked almost shy. “You will. It just needs some getting used to.”She stood up. “Just give me a few minutes to wrap this up.”“Of course,” I said. “Take your time.”I stepped back out into the open space on Marcus’s floor while I waited. It was wide and almost empty, which struck me as strange at first, but standing there, I understood it. Glass walls stretched in every direction, sunlight pouring in, the c

MONIQUEAs I finished my sentence, I expected him to remind me how important his work was like Ryan used to.“I did,” he replied softly. “But I guess you were already asleep by then.”“I was exhausted,” I admitted. "You didn't reply back and I must have dozed off."There was a brief pause before he asked, “What did you do today?”“Well… I asked Mary to give me a tour of your company. I hope that was okay.”“Of course it was,” he said easily. “She told Henry, Henry told me. You wouldn’t have been able to access some of the floors without my approval.”That gave me pause.I didn’t know how to feel about that, about permission being needed without me being told. But then again, this was Marcus’s company. His world. And he had already given me more access than most people ever got.It wasn’t my empire afterall.“Oh,” I said quietly. “Okay.” I hoped my voice didn't give anything away.“So?” he asked. “How was the tour?”“It was… a lot,” I said honestly. “I mean, I should have known from th

MONIQUESuddenly, Marcus leaned in again and captured my lips with his kiss. It was deep and commanding until he pulled back, resting his hands on my hips. He lifted me into his arms with effortless strength and took a few steps before setting me down on his desk.“Lift up.” Marcus’s palms rested on my hips as he peeled the dress past my hips and flung it aside, leaving me bare except for the lace panties and the matching bra I had hastily chosen this morning.His mouth traced a path along the curve of my neck. He left teasing kisses across my throat and shoulder, hinting at hidden pleasures yet to be explored. I struggled with the buttons on his shirt, eager to reveal the skin beneath. Matching his energy, I slid the fabric from his shoulders, my hands brushing against him as a sense of urgency enveloped us. My fingers traced his sculpted body, his bare skin feeling like velvet beneath my fingertips. I gripped his biceps, his rippling muscles bunching and flexing beneath my touch. M

MONIQUEEver so slowly, Marcus started transitioning from pushing in and then pulling out to harder, deliberate thrusts.My body reacted immediately, my pussy quivering and gripping his cock with each thrust.“My God, Marcus,” I exclaimed, clinging to him, my eyes shut tightly as I allowed the sensation to wash over me. Goosebumps prickled my skin, and desire blossomed deep in my belly. Soon, my hips met his thrust for thrust, and my core flooded his pistoning cock with arousal. Every part of me tingled. The sensations were so different from when Marcus had his mouth on me. This was deeper.There was a delicious pain to it that I crave more of.“More, Marcus. Please, I need more.” I raked my nails over Marcus’s shoulders, desperate to find whatever he could give me.“Tell me exactly what you need, Monique.”“I don’t know, but whatever it is. Just give it to me.” I thrashed against him, the ache building to an unbearable level. “I need it harder.... fuck me harder, Marcus.”“Harder. L

MONIQUEI can’t tell you what I was expecting to find when I got to Mr Smith’s office. What I can tell you is that I didn’t expect to get there and find him out of his office.So I had to stay there for forty-five minutes until he got back. Did that make me mad? Yes. Because Marcus and I had just shared such passion in his office, and we didn’t even get time to enjoy that moment. Instead, it was straight to running after Mr Smith, only for him to keep me stranded.“Oh, Monique, you’re already here. Sorry to keep you waiting. Come in,” he says, his briefcase in hand.So I follow. He dumps everything on the table, starts taking care of his documents and everything, while I sit there and just wait for him to tell me what had him calling me here in such a hurry. I let out a breath while he writes his stuff and organises everything before finally turning back to me.“Now, Monique, as I told you, I had already filed the divorce, and Ryan has answered faster than I thought he would.”“Okay.