One Night with the Mafia king... My Ex's Younger brother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

In a dimly lit room, the air crackles with tension as he worships her body with hungry kisses and possessive touches, his tongue and fingers mapping her most intimate places, driving her to the brink of ecstasy—but will she surrender completely to his dark, commanding promise? --- The dim glow of the city lights seeps through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the room’s plush carpet. The air hums with the low thrum of traffic far below, but all I can focus on is the heat of his body pressed against mine, the rough texture of his fingers as they trace the zipper at the back of my dress. His lips crash into mine before I can even register the sound of the metal teeth parting, his kiss hungry, demanding—like he’s been starving for this and I’m the only thing that can sate him. His hands don’t waste time. The dress slithers down my shoulders, the fabric pooling at my waist before he breaks the kiss just long enough to shove it the rest of the way down. The cool air

She looked like a mess. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes wrinkled, and the faint scent of alcohol and sex still clung stubbornly to her skin. Every step she took felt heavy, exhaustion weighing down on her like a second skin. As soon as she stepped into the house, she found Cat pacing the living room, her face tight with worry. The moment Cat saw her, she froze—then rushed forward. “Oh God, Danika!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms around her. “I thought something terrible had happened to you. I searched everywhere. I even called 911, but they told me I had to wait 24 hours before they could file a missing person report.” Danika winced slightly at the tight hug but managed a small, reassuring smile. “I’m so sorry,” she said softly. “But nothing bad happened to me. As you can see, I’m perfectly fine.” She glanced down at herself, grimacing faintly. “Well… mostly.” She gently pulled away. “Right now, I really need to go change. After that, I’ll come back and explain eve

Danika stepped into the main office, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor. The place was bigger than she expected—busy, organized, and slightly intimidating. She approached the front desk, offering a polite smile. “Hi, I’m Danika Paige. I was asked to report here today.” The receptionist nodded and made a quick call before looking back at her. “You’re expected. Please head to the Administrative Department. Someone will attend to you there.” “Thank you,” Danika replied, adjusting her bag before following the directions. When she got there, she was told to wait. So she did. She sat quietly, trying to calm the slight nervousness building in her chest. Her eyes wandered around, taking in the environment, when suddenly— “Miss Paige?” She looked up. And there he was. The same man from earlier. The one who had stepped out of the elevator for her. Danika quickly stood up. “Oh—yes. That’s me.” He gave a small nod. “You must be Danika Paige.” She smiled

By the time they arrived at the restaurant, it was already 7 p.m. The place was lively, filled with soft music and laughter. They all settled around a large table, ordering different kinds of food and drinks. Some went for alcohol—Tessa especially—while Danika stuck to something non-alcoholic. It wasn’t just Lina, Tessa, Maya, and Nora; a few of their male colleagues joined as well, making the atmosphere even more fun. Conversations flowed easily, laughter echoed around the table, and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. Tessa, as usual, was at the center of it all—talking, teasing, and keeping everyone entertained. Time flew by without them noticing. By 9 p.m., they began to wrap things up. One by one, they said their goodbyes and headed out. A few of them were already tipsy—Tessa being the most obvious. “I’m fiiiine,” Tessa insisted, her words slightly slurred as she leaned on Lina. “You’re not fine,” Lina said, holding her steady. “Come on.” Lina helped Tessa into

CATHERINE POV What is this?” she snapped, her voice rising before she could stop herself. Coffee. Brown liquid had spread across the files she had been working on, soaking into the papers and leaving ugly stains behind. Her gaze shot to the nearest person. “Who did this?” The staff around her went quiet, exchanging uneasy glances. One of the intern stepped forward hesitantly. “I—I’m sorry… it was an accident. I didn’t see the files there when I placed the cup.” “An accident?” Cat repeated, her anger barely contained. “Do you even know how important these documents are?” Her fingers tightened at her side as she fought to control her temper, but the frustration was already written all over her face. After a moment, Cat took a steady breath and forced herself to calm down. “Go and call the cleaner,” she said firmly. Within minutes, the cleaner arrived with a bucket and cloth, quickly getting to work. She carefully wiped the desk, trying her best to clean up the spille