The Shape of Destiny のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Leah"What did you guys talk about, sweetie?" I asked Jason as we walked down the dimly lit street toward home. "You were laughing pretty back there.""Oh, loads of stuff!" Jason said brightly. "I told him you snore like a horse."I screeched to a stop, my eyes going wide with horror. "You did what?"He shrugged, completely unbothered, and kept walking ahead of me. "We were talking about you and I just told him.""Why were you talking about me, Jason?" I hurried to catch up with him, my mortification building with every step."Well, I told him I was looking for the person that made you cry," he said matter-of-factly. "So I could tell that person to stop hurting my mommy."My heart clenched painfully in my chest.I stopped him mid-stride, squatted down to his level, and wrapped him in my arms, holding him tight."Sweetie, I told you I was fine. It was just a rough day at work."He nodded, but I could tell he didn't quite believe me. He pulled away and resumed walking."What else did yo

Leah"Where the heck are you?"Mr. Scott's stern voice cut through the speaker."Uh…home?"This man always made me nervous."Young lady, I'm trying my best not to unleash my fury, but if I don't see you in the next five minutes… I'll sue you! You hear me?!"The phone went dead.I stared wide-eyed into space.Could he really sue me? I'd prepared my resignation letter last night, but I hadn't submitted it yet.My phone lit up with new messages from Rachel. Apparently, she'd been calling and texting me since morning."What's going on?!"I checked the time. Eight AM. I only worked bi-weekly at the hotel on Saturdays, and today wasn't one of them.I quickly scrolled through the messages."Mr. Scott is furious! Where are you?!""Didn't you get the email?!""Leah, pick up your phone!"I widened my eyes. What email?I opened my inbox and there it was. I'd been told to come in today. The email had been sent at four AM, followed by a string of missed calls from Mr. Scott.What is going on?I fl

LeahThe office was a dark, luxurious room bathed in warm amber light.Black shelves packed with books lined the walls, and a wide solid wooden desk sat at the center, flanked by deep leather chairs. Above me, low-hanging golden pendant lights glowed softly, making the entire room feel powerful.And sensual."Please take a seat, Ms. Carter."I walked up to the visitor's seat and sat down, trying hard to calm my nervousness.I didn't know what to expect from this man. But one thing was certain: I wouldn't let him talk down to me or make me feel inferior."This belongs to you, right?" He slid what looked like an envelope toward me.When I saw my handwriting boldly written on it, I almost gasped.That was the letter I'd been looking for.How did it get to him?"You dropped it," he said, answering my question."Thank you," I said in the most courageous voice I could muster, reaching out to retrieve it with a fidgety hand I was straining to control."You're resigning?""Yes," I responded,

JulianI turned her around, bent her over the edge of the bed, and thrust inside her, groaning as her warmth and wetness enveloped me completely.Her soft, lush ass jiggled with every brutal snap of my hips, the sight tightening my already rock-hard member even more.She let out a tiny scream, hands flying back to grip my thighs, whimpering like a lost puppy.I leaned over her, trapping her heavy breasts in the crook of one arm, then slid my free hand between her thighs. My fingers found her center and rubbed hard, matching the fury pounding through me.She spread her legs wider, giving me more.I smiled against her shoulder.This was always the response. Bending people to my will was a gift. Making them do my bidding even when it required a bit of uh… physical persuasion, was my forte.Pleasure rippled through my body when they squirmed under my touch, my stare, my power. When they cowered at my name, when the memory of me carved itself into their nightmares, I felt like a god ruling

LeahFrom the small glass panel on the restroom door, I watched the board members walk past in ones and twos. Most of them looked pensive. A few fumed past briskly, gesturing to their aides, while others muttered in heated voices about their displeasure.There must have been an absolute war inside that boardroom. The first person to exit had flung the heavy oak door open so violently it sent a loud bang echoing through the entire hallway. He had stomped out, cursing under his breath. That was why I had slipped into the restroom in the first place. I didn't want to get caught in the crossfire of whatever corporate bloodbath had just occurred.When the heavy footsteps finally faded and I was certain everyone had left, I stepped out into the corridor and made my way toward the executive conference room to meet Mr. Thorne. I could have waited in his main office, but I had no idea if he had other engagements that would keep him away for the rest of the day. Just as I turned the corner, I