All Chapters of The Double Life of My Hot Secretary: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

I was in the car before the call even ended.Eve’s voice stayed in my ear after the line went dead. I entered the address she sent, threw the phone into the cup holder, and drove like every red light had personally offended me.I didn't know what she had done or who had touched her. I didn't know whether she was hurt, drunk, scared, or pretending not to be any of those things. All I knew was that she had called me and I was going.I pressed harder on the accelerator.“Pick up,” I snapped when my solicitor’s phone started ringing through the car speakers. He answered on the fourth ring, voice thick with sleep, and I cut him off before he could complain. “Police station. I’m sending the address. Two women detained after a club raid. One is Eve Wood, you are awake now.”I ended the call before he answered.By the time I reached the station, my shirt was half buttoned wrong. I walked in with my jacket in one hand and my phone in the other.Then I saw her.Eve sat on a hard plastic bench n

I sat on the edge of the bed with my hand still on his waist after I said the words.He stared at me in silence for a long moment.His eyes stayed locked on mine and his body stayed still under my touch and then his hands moved.He grabbed my hips with both hands and pulled me on top of him as he lay on the bed, so I straddled his lap.My body pressed right against his crotch and I could feel how hard he was through his pants.He held my waist tight and started to guide my ass movements in slow circles against his bukge.“Fuck, I’ve been hard since the second I saw you in that police station dress,” he said. His voice came out low and rough while he moved my hips back and forth. “You feel that? That’s what your mouth does to me when you run it like you’re not begging to be fucked.”I gripped his shoulders and leaned in closer. My body reacted fast even though everything from earlier still sat heavy in my head. “Then why did you wait so long to do something about it?”He kept guiding m

He placed his hand on my lower back and guided me past two locked doors, a private bar, and a security man who stepped aside before Adam even spoke. I kept walking beside him in his oversized shirt, bare legs tired, eyes heavy, body still too awake because apparently sleep and common sense had both abandoned me tonight.“Where are we going?” I asked, glancing at the black door at the end of the hall.“You’ll see.”Adam unlocked the door with a keycard and pushed it open.The room inside was dark, quiet, and expensive.A long black couch sat in front of a wide glass wall, but the glass looked like a mirror from this side.The room on the other side was packed with people fucking everywhere.Four of them were right in front of us on a big bed. Two guys and two girls all tangled together. One girl was on her back getting fucked hard by one guy while she sucked the other guy’s cock.The second girl was riding the first guy’s face and moaning loud.Their bodies slapped together and hands w

I didn’t know when we got back to the penthouse. I didn’t know how I ended up in his bed either. All I knew was that I opened my eyes with my face pressed into his pillow, my body heavy under his sheets, and one of his shirts hanging loose on me. I stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, blinking slowly, trying to remember if I walked in myself or if Adam carried me, but everything after the club came back in pieces.I woke up because I needed to pee. When I sat up, I expected to find him sleeping beside me, but his side of the bed was empty. I rubbed my eyes and looked across the room. Adam was sitting near the window with his laptop open, one ankle resting over his knee, his face blank as the screen lit up his eyes.“You’re awake?” I asked, my voice rough.His eyes lifted from the laptop, “go back to sleep.”I frowned and pushed my hair out of my face, “that wasn’t what I asked.”“No,” his fingers moved over the keyboard, “I’m not asleep.”I stared at him for a second, too tired t

Adam povI woke up too slowly.That was the first thing that felt wrong. I didn’t snap awake or sit up with my hand already reaching for my phone.I didn’t hear a sound in the hallway and come back to myself with my heart running before my brain caught up. I opened my eyes like a normal person, blinking at the ceiling, my body heavy against the mattress.At first, I didn’t move and then I sat up fast. The room was too bright.I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and checked the time. My fingers stopped around the screen. Ten hours. I stared at it, that wasn’t possible.I checked again, like the numbers would change because I looked at them harder. They didn’t. Ten hours. I had slept for ten fucking hours.I dragged a hand down my face and sat there, breathing through my nose. My body felt wrong, not in a bad way and that was the problem. My head felt clear, my eyes didn’t burn and my shoulders didn’t feel like someone had been sitting on them all night. I rolled my neck once and fro