All Chapters of The Double Life of My Hot Secretary: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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51: Unexpected guest

I kissed him again, my fingers raked through his soaked hair and tugged just enough to make him growl against my mouth. He pressed me back into the tile, water cascading between us, and pulled away only to rest his forehead on mine. “God, Hazel,” he breathed, eyes locked on mine, “you have no idea what you do to me, not just this body… your mind, the way you call me out on my shit, it wrecks me.” I swallowed hard, chest tight, “so why do you keep acting like it's nothing?” I whispered, trying to blink the running water out of my eyes, catching my breath as I stared into his eyes. His thumb traced my bottom lip, “because I’m scared of how much I need you.” I furrowed my brows, trying to think about what his words meant amid my drunk brain but it was drawn out of my mind the moment he dipped his head and kissed the corner of my mouth, then my jaw, then dragged his lips down the side of my neck, softly, and then sucking lightly until I arched into him with a shaky breath.

52: What in the announcement?

“Alan what the fuck,” I hissed, pushing hard against his chest, “he saw me like this now he's going to think we fucked all night!” “We did fuck all night,” he answered with a rough voice rough, “are you really going to chase him wearing only my shirt Hazel?” I stepped back and looked him up and down, “what the fuck Alan, why are you naked right now?” He rubbed the back of his neck and reached for his sweatpants on the floor. “I’m sorry,” he said as he pulled them on quick. “I didn’t mean to upset you Hazel. Last night just happened and I thought you wanted it too.” I crossed my arms tight and yelled at him. “I was drunk Alan! You weren’t! You should have stopped me and sent me back to my own room instead of taking advantage like that. This doesn’t mean anything between us okay? It was a mistake and I’m over it already.” He furrowed his eyebrows and stepped closer. “Hazel wait I really am sorry. I thought after the shower we connected or something. Don’t just brush it off l

53: Just the two of us

I stood there frozen as the alarms kept blaring and red lights flashed down the hall. People pushed past me yelling. “What the hell am I supposed to do now?” I shouted at a crew guy running by. “I have this big meeting with Gal and the last client where do we even go?” The guy stopped for half a second and pointed hard. “Forget the meeting miss this is full evacuation! Rich folks or not everyone goes to muster stations on deck three grab your life jacket first and move!” “But where on earth will I run to?” I asked back voice shaking. “The storm is starting already and I don’t know this ship layout at all!” He furrowed his eyebrows and grabbed my arm quick. “Follow the signs lady the waves are building fast this isn’t a drill go now!” I raked my fingers through my hair and started running toward my suite. The floor tilted under my feet as the ship rocked hard. “This is so fucked,” I muttered to myself. The wind howled louder outside and rain started smacking the windows.

54: Shocking confessions

I closed the cabin door behind us and leaned against it for a second. My clothes were soaked and my whole body was still shaking from the storm. I raked my fingers through my wet hair and tried to make sense of everything that just happened. The ship, the huge waves almost drowning it all felt so unreal now that we were on land. I practically almost died out there. I had my eyes wide as I pictured the different ways things could have ended tonight and I pressed my hand on my chest, feeling the physical ache. Alan lit an old lantern on the table. The small light made shadows dance on the wooden walls. He looked at me with furrowed eyebrows, “Hazel you need to sit down, you’re pale as hell.” I shook my head and started pacing, “this is the last thing I wanted Alan. I just wanted a job. A real chance to start over and prove I could handle something big. And instead I’m stuck here with you. The one person who would use his connections to ruin my chances at getting a real jo

55: Shocking confession pro max

I stumbled back one step my eyes wide and my eyebrows furrowed hard. “What?” I said, my voice cracking. “You… you love me? What the fuck Alan?” He raked both hands through his hair like a mad man pulling at the strands and breathing fast. “Yes Hazel, I’ve loved you from the first day I met you five years ago. The second you walked into my office with that nervous smile and your hair clipped back I was done. I watched you every single day after that, I couldn’t take my eyes off you.” I shook my head still backing up until my back hit the wall, “but you treated me like I irritated you all the time, you barely looked at me some days, you snapped at me over nothing.” “Because I was scared Hazel!” He shouted then lowered his voice right away, “I was fucking scared okay? Scared that if I let it show you’d run. I noticed everything about you, the way you like your toast with exactly two thin layers of butter and the edges slightly burnt. You always ate the corner first. I had t

56: Shoot your shot ?

I woke up naked on the old mattress with Alan’s arm draped over my waist. Sunlight came through the dusty window and hit his face. He smiled first thing and pulled me closer. “Morning beautiful,” he whispered and kissed me soft on the lips. Then again on my cheek and neck. I smiled back and stretched under the blanket. “You’re all smiley today,” I said laughing a little. “Didn’t know you could wake up this lovey.” He kissed me deeper and rolled half on top of me. “Can’t help it. Waking up with you like this? Best thing ever.” I reached down between us and wrapped my fingers around his hard cock. He groaned right away. “If you don’t get up and get us help we’re going to be stuck here another day dummy.” Alan grinned against my mouth and rocked into my hand once. “Wouldn’t mind honestly. Just you and me, no phones, no drama, sounds perfect.” I squeezed him once then let go and pushed his chest, “get up Alan. I’m serious. I need a shower and real food and to let Gal know I’

57: Backseat backshots

I stared down at the gun on my lap and my stomach dropped straight to the floor. What the actual fuck. A burner phone still ringing and now this? I’ve known Alan for years and I never once saw anything like this. I glanced up fast through the windshield and saw him walking back from the trunk in the distance. Shit. I scrambled to grab everything and shove it back into the small black box. The phone kept ringing but I slammed the lid shut and jammed the whole thing into the glove box. I clicked it closed right as he reached the door. I forced a huge smile when he slid back into the driver seat, “hey you’re back fast.” Alan grinned and turned the key, “all settled, we are headed to our destination now, you ready?” I raked my fingers through my hair and tried to keep my voice steady, “okay but what is the destination exactly? You keep saying that and it’s making me nervous, just tell me already.” He pulled back onto the road and reached over to rest his hand on m

58: Hide and seek

We stepped into the penthouse and the heavy door clicked shut behind us. The place screamed money. Floor to ceiling windows wrapped the entire living room so the city lights spread out below us like a sea of diamonds. A massive marble fireplace sat on one wall and the couches looked soft enough to sink into forever. Alan yanked his shirt over his head and dropped it on the nearest chair. He stood there shirtless, his muscles tight under the low light, and looked straight at me. He dragged a hand through his hair while glancing down at his phone, then lifted his eyes back to me. “Clothes are coming up,” he said calmly, locking the screen and slipping the phone into his pocket. His gaze dropped to my lips for a second before meeting my eyes again, “they’ll be here in ten minutes.” He nodded toward the bedroom behind me. “But first,” he continued, lowering his voice slightly, “go in the bedroom.” I frowned at him, and he held my gaze without blinking. “Lingeri

59: Where you at?

Before I could pull the door handle, Alan shoved the balcony door open so hard it slammed against the wall. I jumped back, startled in shock. His eyes were bloodshot red and his jaw was clenched like he wanted to break something. I stood up fast. “Alan what happened out there? Your eyes are all red. What’s wrong? Tell me please.” He walked straight to me and yanked me into a tight hug crushing me against his bare chest. His arms shook a little around my back. “I want to sleep,” he muttered into my hair, “no talking, just sleep Hazel.” I nodded against him and rubbed his back slow, “okay, come on then.” I took his hand and guided him to the massive king sized bed. He kicked off his pants and dropped onto the mattress in his boxers. I crawled in right beside him and snuggled up close pressing my whole body against his side throwing one leg over his thigh. I started kissing his neck softly, “you sure you don’t want to say anything about that call? I hate seein

60: G-string

I pushed through the heavy glass door of the private rooftop bar. The place was all dark wood and low leather booths with dim gold lights hanging over every table. Expensive whiskey bottles lined the back wall and only a couple of suited guys sat at the far end talking quiet. I spotted Kade already in the corner booth nursing a glass. I dropped into the seat across from him and flagged the waiter. “Two doubles, neat, keep them coming.” Kade leaned back and grinned wide, “yo man you’ve been MIA for weeks. What the hell happened? One minute you’re on that fancy cruise, the next you’re ghosting everybody.” I shrugged and took the first glass the waiter slid over, “Ship sank, got stuck on an island, nothing special.” We drank in silence for a minute. I swirled the whiskey and stared at the city lights through the big windows. Kade kept glancing at me like he was waiting for more. I set the glass down hard, “me and Hazel are official now. Together, for real.” Kade

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