Todos los capítulos de Ex-Husband(Your Step-Brother Is Hotter): Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

~ON DUTY~ AMAYA’S POV I nearly choked. “What?” I laughed awkwardly, waving a hand dismissively. “Your imagination is getting out of control.” “Maybe.” She shrugged dramatically. “But I notice things.” I wasn’t about to let this conversation continue. “So,” I said quickly, changing the subject, “what brought you here?” “Oh, right.” She placed a stack of neatly arranged files on my desk. “Mr. Stiles asked every department to prepare proposals for the company’s new expansion strategy. There are six submissions altogether, one from each group. He wants to review all of them and decide which proposal best fits the direction he’s planning to take.” I glanced at the files. “So these all need to get to his office?” “Yep.” She nodded. “And knowing him, he’ll probably go through every single page himself.” I smiled faintly. “That sounds like him.” Nelly pushed the files a little closer to me. “I’ve already arranged them according to department. Since you’re h

~IN HIS OFFICE 2~ AMAYA’S POV “Fuck—” I gasped, hips jerking back against his face. He hummed against me, the vibration rolling straight through my core. Both of his hands gripped my thighs, spreading me wider, holding me open so he could bury his tongue deeper. He licked into me like he was starving for it, messy and thorough, the wet heat of his mouth making my thighs tremble. “Damn, you taste good… and greedy,” he murmured against me, voice rough. “Dripping all over my desk and still pushing back for more.” His tongue flicked hard over my clit again, then he pushed two fingers back inside her, curling them exactly where I needed. My knees nearly gave out. “Please—” I whispered, the word cracking. He pulled his mouth away just long enough to speak, breathe hot against my soaked skin. “Please what, Amaya? Use your words. Tell me what you want while you’re bent over my desk like this.” His fingers kept moving, slow and deep, the wet sound of the

~WORRIED~ ETHAN’S POV Our eyes met, and for a second, I couldn’t look away. Neither of us said anything before she was the one to break contact. “Welcome home, Ethan,” Amaya said, turning her attention back to her daughter. Something about the way she said it unsettled me. I couldn’t quite explain why. “Thank you,” I finally replied. Maria stepped forward to greet me, pulling me out of the strange silence. “I forgot to get you candy,” Amaya told Ariel, kissing her cheeks tenderly. “I promise I’ll get some tomorrow. Will you forgive Mummy?” Ariel considered her for a moment before holding up two tiny fingers. “Hmm. You have to buy two tomorrow.” Amaya laughed softly. “Yes, baby. I’ll buy you double for forgetting. Alright. Let’s get you upstairs. I need to get you ready for bed, and then you can have some cereal.” “Okay.” Ariel looked over Amaya’s shoulder at me. “Bye, Mr. Angel.” I couldn’t help smiling. “Uh…bye, maybe.” I gave her a small wave.

~WHAT AM I MISSING?~ AMAYA’S POV “I have worked with Brown for years, through his wins and losses. Yes, we had something. He chose me because he fell out of love with you. It wasn’t my fault,” she said. I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to keep the anger boiling inside me under control. She continued, “So because he suddenly wants you back, you made him demote me from being his secretary to just another staff member?” My fingers froze over the keyboard. Slowly, I looked up at her and let out a short, humorless chuckle. “So after everything, after being his side chick while knowing he was a married man, he still replaced you?” My eyes swept over her. “Is the new secretary sexier?” A flash of shame twisted across her face. “Why are you acting like you’re just finding out?” “As much as I hate you, I don’t have time to discuss you with Brown,” I said, turning back toward my laptop. “You’re lying. How come the new secretary is going to be your sister? You wan

~WRONG TIMING~ AMAYA’S POV “So your only reason for bringing her in is because my family asked you? If that’s the case, revoke it. I don’t appreciate my family being indebted to you anymore,” I said. That clearly struck a nerve. He shoved his chair back and stood. “You see…” He dragged a hand over his face. “You’re really trying to piss me off, and it’s working.” I rose from my chair too, refusing to let him intimidate me. He walked around the desk until he was standing directly in front of me. “I’ll do anything you want if you come home willingly,” he said, lowering himself slightly so we were eye level. His voice softened, but there was something manipulative underneath it. “I’m even willing to change. Don’t you want our family back?” I gave him a humorless smile. “How can you claim you would change when your mistress is walking around your office with marks on her neck? I can only imagine what happens behind closed doors.” His jaw clenched. He stepped b