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She whimpered and came up for air from our kiss, breathing haltingly against my cheek. “That feels so good, Jack.” “They're so big,” I said. “You like big tits?” “I love them.” “I’d like to show you more, if you’d like that.” Evelyn kept on pumping my cock. The feeling was out of this world and I knew it wouldn't take long before I would orgasm and make a mess of my suit. Suddenly there was a grinding sound, then a click of machinery and the elevator sprang to life, transporting us upwards again. “Shit,” I said.

Elijah said and the elevator doors closed. “Oh. I hope you aren't late for it already?” “No.” He responded. Silence fell between us and I only fiddled with my fingers, staring at the elevator walls and trying to occupy my mind with something else. Suddenly, the elevator shook and halted which threw me off my balance. Elijah caught me in his arms and held me until I was stabilized. Then the lights went off. “Oh my God! Did the elevator just stop?” I uttered, looking around. “I guess. But they should fix it in no time.” Elijah replied as he moved close to the doors and tried to look through the tiny space between.

Sector 11 Elevator Core 2A Eden steps in. Doesn’t press a button. The lift begins moving. But the walls don’t hum. The floor doesn’t jolt. The entire space rises like it’s trying not to wake her. She exhales. And the light dims fractionally. Not to shadow. To match the shape of her comfort. She notices. This time, she doesn’t dismiss it. Floor 3: Hallway A. She walks. Two drones pass.

When I stepped into the elevator, he pressed the eighteenth floor button and quickly stepped out. "The elevator will take you straight to Nicolo's apartment." Was all Elijah said before the door closed, trapping me in the elevator all alone. I pressed my back against the mirror, trying to relax my burning lungs. My heart felt like it had dropped into my stomach as the elevator ascended, making my knees weaker. My heart thundered in my chest as I watched the number of the floors going up and up and up, until it finally stopped at the eighteenth floor, which, from the buttons of the elevator, was the top floor of the apartment building.

My arms flew while I look at JerkAss like he's crazy, which he is by the way. JerkAss face shows no emotion, none, zip-po. "Oh my goodness, we're inside an elevator. An elevator!" I shrieked, looking around the elevator like it's made up of cockroaches; besides, it's really creepy! The lights are blinking like the ones in the horror movies, the walls are violated by random writings and unknown green slimes. Plus, there are blood drops on the floor. My eyes widened, before looking at Jerkzass accusingly. "Are you finally planning to kill me!? Please, don't torture me!"

Ding! The elevator arrived. "Have we reached our floor?" Julie asked. "No," Ash said. "We've arrived at our floor," Lucy said. She glanced at Charlotte, who adjusted her position, and said, "Please make way." As soon as she spoke, Eli clicked his tongue. Griffith, his expression unchanged, turned sideways to allow Lucy to pass. Julie blinked and tried to follow. "Julie, let's not disembark," Eli said. As the elevator halted and the doors began to close once more, Julie urgently called out, "Wait!"

“You know, there’s something oddly romantic about elevators. The way they take you up and down, it’s like a metaphor for life.” I chuckled, captivated by her unique perspective. “Never thought of it that way. But with you, everything seems to take on a deeper meaning.” She nudged me playfully, her touch sending a shiver down my spine. “Smooth talker. So, what floor are we headed to today?” I glanced at the buttons, pretending to contemplate. “Hmm, let’s go to the floor where dreams come true.” Madison laughed, a melodic sound that resonated in the confined space. “Is that a specific floor, or are we just going to keep riding until we find it?”

And the elevator goes up. “Wait—what—no,” I whisper, hitting the button again. The doors open on twenty-two. And in step Jack, Gavin, and Harrison. Because the gods are laughing at me. “Evening,” Jack says, his deep voice rich with exhaustion. Gavin nods. Harrison raises a brow. I smile weakly. “Didn’t realize this elevator had a VIP after-party.” Jack leans against the wall. “Don’t worry, Parker. This is an express elevator. You’ll be on the ground, in the open air in no time.”

“This. The whole... pretending we don’t see each other, but still breathing the same air. Sitting across the table like we’re fine. Like we don’t want to burn this place down just to touch.” His throat bobbed as he swallowed. “Then stop pretending.” Eloise’s eyes snapped up to meet his, sharp and hurting. “We’re not kids, Dino. We don’t get to be reckless anymore. It’s not just about what we want.” The elevator slowed at the 7th floor, paused… and the lights flickered once. Then.. A sudden jerk. A shudder. The lights dimmed, and the elevator stopped completely between floors. Eloise gasped, instinctively grabbing the railing.

“Human Resources. Thirty-second floor. Elevators are right over there.” “Thank you.” Breathe. One step at a time. Elara stepped into the elevator, and every passing second suddenly felt like an eternity.