Novel & Cerita Atlas Lackadaisy

“Rumors spread like wildfire.” “I don’t care for any of that, with all respect,” Atlas responded without care in the world. I raised a brow. He turned his head to me, his eyes narrowing as if he was trying to read my mind. I had sensed an underlying tension beneath the surface, a tension that pushed deeper into my gut. “So this is your daughter, Miss Aria Maxim, what a beauty.” Atlas whispered with a chipper smile. I looked at him as if he were crazy, lost on why he’s even turned the conversation around to me.

And hell if she didn't taste so good. Atlas kept true to his word. After that, he returned to his office so that they could both make themselves productive. Despite his recent obsession with keeping Jia close and his newfound tendency to let her presence distract him, a lifetime's worth of hardworking habits couldn't die so easily. Yes, his thoughts strayed to unwholesome things every few minutes, but he was an experienced multi-tasker and could handle fantasizing about taking her on her hands and knees as she cried out around a gag while sending emails back and forth between various clients.

“I swear you’re the biggest half-wit I know.” “But… Why?” I mutter, more to myself than to Eli. “Contrary to what you believe, Lavender, you’re more than just a pretty face. You’re an honest, funny and stubborn bad ass, a killer combination for someone like Atlas, who’s spent his life being with fake women who would do anything to get into bed with him. Then he met you, someone absolutely adamant to not sleep with him. Of course it drove him crazy. Every idiot could’ve predicted it.”

He wanted all her attention on him and only him but he didn't deserve it and he knew he didn't. "Faith....." he faked a cough "I need a few files for tomorrow's meeting" he lied as he wanted to start a conversation. "hmm...just ask Lindy she will give them to you" she said in a bored tone as she was too focused on her laptop screen. Atlas gritted his teeth as he failed and spoke again "I am asking you...not Lindy" he now said with a serious tone. "and like I said...ask Lindy....I am busy at the moment" she said with a bored tone again. Atlas felt jealous of the laptop screen as he wanted her eyes only on him. He wished he was the laptop for the time being so he could gaze into her beautiful

I clicked my tongue in frustration and clenched my bag strap, fingernails digging into my palm. The pain gave me an odd sense of comfort. Suddenly, Atlas’s phone rang. He looked at me and answered, "Yeah?" A woman's voice said, "Atlas, where are you?" "I'm busy," he replied coldly. "Do you want to come out? Maybe you can come to my place?" The woman's voice turned tender. "Another time. I'm busy right now," Atlas responded and hung up.

Hating every word. Her hands moved to his belt. Mechanically. Unfastened it. His pants. Pulled them down. He was soft. Couldn't get hard. Not like this. Not with her like this. "You need to be aroused for this to work," Isabella said. "Think of something. Someone. Whatever you need." Atlas closed his eyes. Thought of nothing. Felt nothing. His body stayed soft. Unresponsive. Minutes passed. Nothing.