《His other woman 》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 10 章

Noah blinked rapidly, somehow trying hide the hunger in his eyes and doing a shit-poor job at it.I gasped dramatically, my gaze dropping to the very obvious, very impressive bulge straining against his jeans."Holy shit, Noah... you're hard as fuck," I mused, biting my lip in approval. "Damn, didn't expect this from the shy nerd."His face turned crimson as he scrambled to cover himself, stammering, "Oh s-shit, I-I'm sorry!"I pouted, placing my hand over his. "Oh, sweetheart... don't be." My voice dropped to a whisper as my fingers trailed down, right over the hard outline in his pants. "I can fix that.""A-aria w-what-are-you..." Poor Noah. He tried to form words, really, he did. But the second I swung my leg over his lap, straddling him, all coherent thought seemed to leave his body."Shhh," I cooed, running a teasing finger down his chest. "I see the way you look at me, Noah. No need to be shy now."Reaching up, I slowly removed his glasses, sliding them off his face with deliber

"Back off? Why should I?" he sneers, reeking of smoke and bad decisions. "Unless you’re offering to replace her? ‘Cause I really wouldn’t mind."God, his breath could probably set off a fire alarm, and his lips look like they’ve survived a sandstorm. How did Katie end up in the arms of this dumpster fire?I take a step closer, tilting my head with a slow, deliberate smile. "Oh, I’d love to replace her… in kicking your ass." My voice drops to a dangerously low tone. "And trust me, if you don’t want to leave here with a black eye and a bruised ego, you will back off."He scoffs, puffing up his chest like an overgrown pigeon. "Please. You’re all talk, little girl."I let out a laugh—sharp, cold, laced with pure menace. The kind of laugh that makes men shift uncomfortably in their seats. His smug look falters."You know," I muse, leaning in just enough to make him uneasy, "I happen to have some very dangerous friends in the VIP section. The kind who would love to teach an asshole like you

My stomach plummeted to my feet. My palms were already slick with sweat, and my feet? Glued to the damn floor."You’re the vomit girl, right?" He leaned back in his leather chair like he had all the time in the world to enjoy my suffering.I straightened my posture, trying to salvage whatever dignity I had left. "Pardon? W-who is that?" I feigned ignorance like my life depended on it.He arched a perfectly sculpted brow. "Aren’t you the girl who threw herself at me at the club?"Oh, fantastic. That’s how this asshole remembers me?You did throw yourself at him, my inner voice reminded me.Yes, but hearing it from him made it sound ten times worse. I mean, could he at least pretend to remember me as the sexy goddess who had him speechless? Yeah, speechless—with her vomit. My inner voice was officially a traitor. I don't know whose side she is on.I snapped out of my spiraling thoughts when he narrowed his eyes."Uh… no, I think you’re mistaken," I lied through my teeth."No, I’m not.

His arrogance sucked the air right out of my lungs. My entire body tensed with the overwhelming urge to march over there and slap that smug expression right off his face. My nails curled into my palms so tightly I could feel them biting into my skin, a sharp reminder of the consequences if I lost control.I exhaled sharply, forcing composure back into my voice even as it threatened to slip through my fingers like sand."I know men like you," I finally said, letting my words drip with mock sympathy. "This whole 'untouchable, no-nonsense CEO' act? It’s just a cover-up for the fact that you’re dead down there."His head snapped toward me so fast I almost heard the crack of his neck."Excuse me?" he said, his voice laced with disbelief.I smiled sweetly, tilting my head. "Oh, you heard me loud and clear. You’re not man enough to satisfy a woman. I wonder how your wife even tolerates you. I’d bet good money she’s getting fucked properly by someone else since you clearly can’t do the job."

**Aria**I dread going home.As if getting humiliated at my job interview wasn’t bad enough, now I have to face Katherine and Skylar. Those two are going to kill me, no doubt.When I got home, I took a nap—partly because I was exhausted, but mostly to delay my impending murder.After what felt like the best sleep of my life, my stomach rudely woke me up, growling like a beast demanding sacrifice. Dragging myself to the kitchen, I munched on an apple, trying to figure out what to cook.Before I could even decide, they arrived."Hey, Ari!" Skylar smacked my ass on her way to the fridge like she was some locker-room jock."Have you eaten?" Katie asked."Nope. You guys are home early.""Well, Sky is home early, but I’ll be heading back to my restaurant soon. I just brought you guys some delicious food," Katie said, placing a bag on the counter."Thank God! I was about to eat air," I groaned dramatically."Yeah, you should be starving after such an important interview," Sky teased, sippin