All Chapters of Claimed by the Obsessive Billionaires: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Serena Vale~•~I wasn’t in the mood to go to work today, especially after that confrontation with Douglas and the awkward spot I was in with Rafael and Nikolai, but I couldn’t use up my sick days just because I was uncomfortable.So I got my ass out of bed, got dressed, and drove to work.I went in earlier than usual and Rebecca spotted me as soon as the elevator opened. Was she always lingering by the door? “Serena, thank God!” She clutched a navy blue folder. “I was about to take this to Mr. Moretti. Will you be a darling and send it up for me? He needs it for a nine o’clock meeting and I’ve got some things to wrap up before then.”Was this what I got for coming into work early?She looked like she was in a hurry and there were only ten minutes before the meeting. I took the folder from her before I could think twice. “I’ve got it.”She gave me a grateful smile. “Don’t tell anyone but you’re definitely my favorite.”I couldn’t help but return the smile as she disappeared. Apart fro

Rafael Moretti~•~The minute my siblings left the room, Serena turned around, keeping her back to me. She gripped the spatula like it was the only thing keeping her sane.Don’t be tense, Serena,” I placed a hand on her arm.. “They’re not snitches. And they don’t need to know anything about us.” My siblings knew how to keep secrets. Even if they were bad at it, they definitely were going to tell my parents. They barely even had conversations with them except it had to do with their grade and where they’d be going for the next holiday trip.“They’re definitely curious.” Nikolai snorted.“If they blab, I’m not the only one who’ll get in trouble, Nikolai.” I reminded him.“Right,” Nikolai’s jaw locked. “You sure they won’t say anything?”“They don’t like their father that much to report to him.”Nikolai let out a low laugh, but it lacked humor. “Universal experience, huh?”I shrugged. It was definitely common in wealthy families. Parents had their black Amex so far up their asses that th

Serena Vale~•~On Wednesday afternoon, I knocked on the doors to our meeting room once before pushing them open.Grayson Wolfe was already there alone, leaning back on the seat like he owned the building. He was wearing a navy suit without a tie, his sleeves rolled up just enough to showcase his watch that could probably buy my car. Everything about him screamed expensive.When he saw me, he stood up and smiled. “Miss Vale.” His voice was low. “Thank you for making time.”“Of course.” I placed the printed outline on the table. It was my job and it wasn’t like I had much of a choice.He pulled out the chair beside him and I hesitated for a second before sitting down. Taking another seat would be awkward. I couldn’t be awkward with our clients.For the next thirty minutes, I explained our mood boards, color psychology, and how luxury residential tech needed to feel like an extension of the buyer. Mr. Wolfe listened attentively without interrupting. He just nodded occasionally.When I f

Serena Vale~•~Nikolai pinned his gaze on me. Blouse gone. Bra gone. Skirt bunched at my waist, nipples hard and wet from Rafael’s mouth. He licked his lips. “Thursday might just be my new favorite day of the week.”Rafael snorted. “What was your old one?”“Nonexistent.”His friend shook his head. “You’re late.”“I’m exactly on time,” he stopped inside properly, leaving the door open. I could see his desk from where I sat. “Don’t stop on my account.”Rafael leaned, his lips brushing against my ear as he spoke. “Tell him what you told me, baby.”“No more rules,” I repeated.Nikolai’s gaze darkened as he crossed the room. Rafael stepped back, just enough to give him space, but his hand was still on my thigh.“Is that so, Serena?” He questioned, his thumb brushing against my lip.I nodded. Then he kissed me.I moaned, my hands immediately flying to his hair, pulling him closer. Rafael’s hand slid higher up my thigh, fingers tracing the edge of my soaked panties while Nikolai devoured

Rafael Moretti~•~I’d just finished reviewing a contract when my phone buzzed with a notification.[Rebecca: Is Serena okay today? She seems distracted]My eyebrows furrowed.[Me: Why would you ask me that?][Rebecca: Did you two fight?][Me: ??][Rebecca: Uhm, aren’t you dating her?]I paused. Were we that obvious?][Me: no. We’re not dating]I wasn’t lying. We weren’t dating. We were just… enjoying each other’s presence, if I wanted to put it mildly.What would it be like to date Serena? Would she let us be public? Would she let me take her out? Would she let me spoil her? She liked to emphasize on the reason she kept seeing us, which was sex. I was fucking tired of hearing her say it, but I wasn’t about to force her into anything. She was mine either way, whether we were dating or not. She was ours.[Rebecca: Yeah, sure. I’ll pretend to believe that. Just check up on her. She says it’s nothing but she keeps staring into space.]I didn’t respond but her words echoed in my head. I’d