All Chapters of TERMS OF AFFECTION: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 62ANNIKA It’s been two weeks since Mirabel was introduced to Sophie and she has been doing a great job. Sophie likes being around her and Isaiah has been spending more time with them. Mostly keeping his eyes on them to make sure Sophie is actually enjoying the time they spend together. I was preparing for work when my phone buzzed, it was a text from Isaiah. BOSS: Come to the house, Sophie misses you. Right. It’s also been two weeks since I last went to his house. After that day, I never went to his house. I couldn’t bring myself to. I wanted to. I missed him so much that it hurts and I missed Sophie so much too but I couldn’t go. She called me and all I did was talk to her through FaceTime. She told me how things were with her mum and I was happy for her. Mirabel posts pictures every time she spends time with Sophie. She kisses Sophie’s cheeks. And writes adorable captions that leave everyone speechless and jealous. It started the morning after I went out to drink wi

Chapter 64 ANNIKA Ding! My phone vibrated against the table, my eyes still glued to the screen of my laptop as I was so engrossed with work. I typed away. Sorting out information and documents and booking appointments, and accepting appointments. In my five years of working at Isaiah’s company, today is the day I hate the most. Don’t ask me why… It’s too pathetic, I won’t tell you. My fingers continued to move against my keyboard, hitting it harder than I should because I am pathetic and shameless. Ding! Ding! Ding! My phone kept buzzing, and I kept ignoring it. If the message doesn't pop up on my laptop then it’s not a work-related message so I don’t have to respond to it. “Uhm, Annika?” I heard a deep voice, like a drag, more cautious. I didn't look away from my laptop. Appointment from Wellsy water. A water brand that has been trying to get us to be their main distributor. I never agreed to the appointment request because we already have a good supplier but right now, I

Chapter 66 ISAIAH “Do you have to take the pictures?” I asked her, glaring at the pink shirt I had to wear because she insisted that Sophie had mentioned she had always wanted to wear a matching piece. There was no reason to doubt her on that. Sophie had always begged me to wear a pink shirt or something, she even made Annika ask. It was the only time I told her no. Pink is just cheesy and I don’t do cheesy at least until now. I just wanted Sophie to see that I support her on this. Mirabel has been good, well-behaved, and sweet, to Sophie and annoyingly to me. Whenever she came around to visit Sophie, she’d bring the wine she thought I would like. Or bring me the ticket to a movie that was yet to be out. She would come to my office to tell me all about how a particular actor was hitting on her and how their kissing scene felt so awkward. She talked about how she wished she still had my support and how she regretted leaving me, and how being married to me was the happiest she had ev

Chapter 68 ISAIAH I never imagined that a day would come where I would be in my office, head thrown back on my couch, hands over my mouth to keep my voice down because my secretary was giving me the most nerve-wracking, yet delicious blow job of my entire life. My legs are trembling, my mind is blank, my eyes are barely open, my throat is bobbing repeatedly, my hands are looking to grab something, my dick is getting harder each time I look at her because her face is covered in my cum and it’s wet and nasty and yet she looked so freaking beautiful that I can’t get enough. I want to touch her, I want to hold her head and thrust deeper until I hit the back of her throat but I promised to be a good boy so now I am dying with pleasure. “Annika… fuck….please…let me fuck you, please,” I begged. Like a freaking dog, I begged her because I am desperate and it’s hurting. This pleasure is hurting me so much that I just want to bury myself deep inside her warm wet cunt. I can simply throw he

Chapter 70 MIRABEL Well, well, well, would you look at that. Standing in my man’s house, dressed so casually, like she owns the damn place. My eyes glanced at Annika standing in my man’s house, her throat bobbed as she looked confused. Her eyes dart towards Isaiah, then Sophie, then me. I wish I could smack her and kick her out of this mansion. She is a fucking secretary, why can’t she just act like it? Or maybe she likes Isaiah! That bitch! Is she trying to steal my man? Fucking bitch! I wish I could convince Isaiah to fire her. Take a deep breath, Mirabel. Isaiah is yours. No matter how many times he tries to push you away, he loved you once; he will love you again. You are way better than this secretary bitch and you just have to show him that. “Oh, hey, it’s the secretary lady, what was your name again? Annie? Deborah? Am I sorry? I’m bad with names.” I said with a smile, a smile I had practiced so damn hard you can never see the flaw. And no, I am not bad with names, I am