All Chapters of Take me, I am yours: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

He left the room, and I trailed behind. This time, Steve hurried past us, seemingly eager to escape before I could potentially get myself into trouble by blurting out something inappropriate. But being myself, I couldn't just behave."The thought of you being intimate with me right here is actually quite arousing," I admitted. He swiftly turned, hands firmly gripping my buttocks, lifting me against him, and pressing my body against the wall. Onlookers, the guests, observed with interest, curious about the unfolding scene. Moaning, I began to undo his buttons, and his hands forcefully ripped open my top."Take it easy, Sir. It was just a joke," I pleaded. He glared at me, his growl sounding threatening. Had I truly crossed the line this time? Undeterred, he continued, hands moving to unfasten my bra."Sir, not here, please." I looked at him, showing him well I liked the idea, but this now was not what I wanted, his lips kissing mine. He released me on the floor, the guests still watchi

I consistently notice Sean, his expression reflecting pain and distress, although he attempts to conceal it; the reason eludes me. At a fleeting moment, I intercepted him, aiming to uncover the source of his troubles. "What's bothering you, Sean? I can sense it; you're keeping something hidden." I spoke gently, suspecting I might understand the nature of his anguish, yet also aware that certain pains can't be easily mended. "I'm okay; let's just enjoy today," he replied, attempting to move past me. Anticipating his actions, I positioned myself in his way, recognising that, if he wished, he could effortlessly lift and relocate me. "No lies, no secrets." I looked at him, waiting. "Things like this, just remind me of Tallulah, the fact she never got her first birthday, the fact they will never meet her, and I won't see her ever again." His hurt, his pain, now inflicting me, I can only imagine what it is like to lose a child, and his eyes were awful, pools of sorrow, no escape f

"Enough with the interrogations, I've made my decision. I agreed, and I simply want the specifics—how much needs to be sent, ensuring it's available for her, and the timeline for transferring the funds into the account," I explained, emphasising my focus on practical details.He abruptly stood up, forcefully pulling me to my feet. "No more delays; get it sorted. You'll have the business bank account details within the next week," he declared, escorting me out of the room. The sudden outburst left everyone, myself included, taken aback."What's gotten into you, Sean?" 'I exclaimed,' but he remained silent, his grip on my wrist intensifying as he guided me back to his office."Sean, you're hurting me." I pulled my arm, but it was useless. We got into his office, and he let go of me, sitting on the sofa not saying anything. What had happened since this morning? Was he really that annoyed and angry I wore no underwear to come see him? "What the hell is going on? "You physically hurt me,

"Descending the stairs, we were met with curious gazes from Beatrice, John, and Steve, who erupted into laughter. It seemed like an odd day for unexpected reactions."Well, that took more than two minutes, Sean," Steve teased, his laughter echoing John's.Ignoring Steve's banter, Sean approached John and handed him the brochure. John, puzzled, questioned, "Why are you giving me this? We've found a small flat in the town centre that we can afford.""You don't need a flat. I bought the house, and I'll cover the first six mortgage payments. You'll take care of the rest, and eventually, it'll be signed over to you and Beatrice. Consider it a thank you for everything you've done," I explained, observing John's expression shift from confusion to gratitude. Beatrice, equally surprised, looked on as John warmly embraced Sean.""Thanks, Bro, but you didn't need to do this." John was pushed out of the way by Beatrice hugging him a little too much for my liking! Saying thanks, she moved back and

"He shifted, his hands firmly holding mine and lifting them above my head. A surge of excitement coursed through my body."Don't budge," he instructed, and my breath caught, the anticipation electrifying."Alright, Sir," I replied, noticing the transformation in his eyes as my words drove him wild. His grip on my hands eased, gliding down my arms, the sensation exquisite."I mean it, under any circumstances, don't move," he emphasised.I nodded, saying, "I won't move, Sir."I remained motionless as his hands travelled down to my lace thong. Lifting my feet, I stepped out of them, observing as he tucked them into his pocket." What was he doing? I should be saying no; I can see everyone in the club dancing everything, but the fact I knew you can't see this corner because the lights are broken eased my thoughts.His hand pushed my legs apart. I felt my smile grow, knowing what was coming, my sex pulsing at the thought of him inside me, us having sex here in this club. I froze; he dropp