Semua Bab My Bastard Boss Wants Me In His Bed: Bab 21 - Bab 30

~~ETHEL~~ Victoria sauntered through the restaurant like she owned it, her arm hooked around the elbow of her father, Christopher Monet. She was stunning in a red dress that probably cost more than my mortgage, her blonde hair swept up, diamonds glinting at her throat. And she was heading straight for our table. Keanu's expression shifted. "Victoria." "Father and I came here to have dinner. What a coincidence running into you." Something about the way she said it made me question the coincidence. Without any invitation, she slipped onto the seat right beside Keanu. "You don't mind, do you?" My mouth almost dropped. Talk about a lack of manners. Though I couldn't say I was surprised. Even her father looked vaguely uncomfortable. "Victoria, perhaps Mr. Martell is having a private dinner—" "Don't be silly, Father. This woman is just his secretary." Victoria's smile was sweet as poison. Just his secretary. My teeth ground together. Keanu's jaw tightened. "Ethel is

~~KEANU~~ When Edwards finally pulled up in front of the apartment complex, I couldn't get Ethel out of the car fast enough, my dick so hard it was painful to walk. I had every intention of backing her against the wall once we were in the elevator, but my plans were derailed when two people got it in with us. One got out on the fourth floor but the other, a middle aged man, lived two floors below my penthouse. He tried to strike up pleasantries but a curt nod was all he received from me, annoyed at the inconvenience of him choosing to use the elevator at this exact moment. I kept my arms around Ethel, my hand gripping her hip so hard she was probably going to feel it tomorrow. "See you around man." The man said when the elevator stopped at his floor. I glared at his back as he exited. A chuckle pulled my gaze to Ethel to find her looking up at me with amusement dancing in her eyes. She was enjoying my reckless frustration. “You know it's not his fault that—” The rest of

~~ETHEL~~Many hours later, I drifted out of a blissful sleep with dreams of myself floating through gorgeous clouds littered with a million stars.Stretching, it took me a moment to realize I wasn't in the arms that had wrapped around me and cuddled me to sleep.Sitting up, every muscle in my body sang its protests. I'd never felt this sore in my life, but then again, I'd never craved this level of soreness before.Keanu had meant every word when he said he wasn't done with me. Over hours I couldn't be bothered to track, he'd taken me to dizzying heights and back several times on the bed and in the shower with my back pressed against the cold tiles.Whenever I thought I couldn't possibly have any more orgasms in me, he would prove me wrong with his hands, his tongue, or his dick, leaving me absolutely spent and yet craving more.Biting my lip at the dirty memories, I forced myself out of the bed and looked down at myself. Keanu had slipped me into his shirt before we fell asleep and

~~ETHEL~~Eloise on Fifth was exactly what it sounded like.Expensive."These price tags have to be a joke," Maya whispered beside me, her eyes wide as she held up a dress by the hanger. She flipped the tag over and immediately put it back like it had burned her fingers. "Ethel, this single dress costs more than my rent.""I know," I whispered back, even though I didn't know why we were whispering.The boutique had that effect. All gleaming surfaces and soft lighting and rails of clothing that probably cost more collectively than a small country's GDP. Even the air smelled expensive."Miss Sterling?"I turned to find a woman approaching us, impeccably dressed with the kind of effortless polish that told you she'd worked here long enough that expensive had stopped meaning anything to her."I'm Diane. Mr. Martell asked me to personally supervise your visit today." Her smile was warm and professional. "We've been expecting you. Please, right this way."Maya fell into step beside me, lean

~~ETHEL~~Keanu opened the door and stepped out before extending a hand to me. I placed my hand into his and he gracefully helped me out.As soon as I stood straight, cameras began flashing, so many at once that it was almost blinding.I'd never been important enough to be the recipient of cameras and paparazzi, even though Keanu had warned me this would happen.For a second, I almost rushed back into the car, but Keanu's hand found the small of my back, keeping me grounded.He leaned in to me, his lips at my ear. "Relax. It's nothing. Act like they're not here."We began walking down the rest of the driveway, but it was hard to ignore when the questions started coming."Mr. Martell?""Who's this lady with you, Mr. Martell?""Mr. Martell, is she your date?""Can you give us a little information about her?""Is she the flame of the moment?"The last question nearly caused my steps to falter, and I also felt Keanu stiffen beside me. I nearly answered yes, because that was the truth, but