Gwen Cooper Author Novels & Stories

She prepared a hearty supper. She planned to send Kirk a message, but she decided against it after some thought. She couldn't make it seem too intentional. After packing up the two portions of supper, Caroline drove over to where Gwen worked. The financial company Gwen worked at was right opposite Morrison Corp. There was a cafe downstairs that was open 24 hours a day. Gwen had already ordered two cups of coffee and was waiting there. When she saw Caroline, Gwen waved. "Carol, over here." Caroline went over with the supper. When she sat down, Gwen started grumbling.

Gwen had considered calling Dominic, but she didn’t want to disturb him at work, so she changed her mind. To ease her anxiety, she decided to take a long bath. The scent of aromatherapy helped clear her mind and improve her mood. After a long soak, she finished bathing and got dressed. Feeling refreshed, Gwen applied light makeup, wanting to look her best that evening. When she stepped out of her room, she noticed Dominic entering Mr. Charles’s room. Curious, Gwen quietly followed him and peeked through the slightly ajar door. “Not every company is interested in partnering with us,” Dominic reported.

It’s not my fault he created a monster. I feel for Zane. He’s always had so much on his shoulders, and now he has even more now that Cade is basically stepping away from leading the coven. I admire Zane. He takes everything with great strides and manages it all like a damn pro. I help him as much as I can. Like now, I’m heading to the leader of the coven’s office to help him with documents. I file and help with paperwork. I also help with the wives of the members. I set up events and do home visits. The coven truly has become my family, and I’m incredibly happy here. Entering the office, I find Zane behind the desk peering over reports from the field. I go behind him and rub his shoulders. H

Gwen dialed it serverally but it says the same thing. " I hope you are fine, I can't survive if anything happens to you. I'm mentally stressed right now, please call me when you see my text " Gwen dropped her phone after the text and she entered the bathroom. She turned on the shower and took a deep breath as she recalled all that had happened between her and Ricardo. When did they go this far? She didn't plan things to work out this way. Gwen came out of the shower, picked up her pen, and began to write her resignation letter. When she was done, she fell on her bed and dozed off.

“No, no, not now. You’ll cum only when I tell you to.” “Do you understand me?” She lifted a stern gaze to me. “Yes,” I bit out, groaning when her mouth covered my cock. Gwen sucked my cock like she was being paid a large sum to, worshipping every inch of my dick and lapping up the precum at the tip of it every time it dropped. Everytime I felt like I reached my climax, she would pause her movement and the cycle continued, torturous for me but satisfying for her. “Beg me Xavier, beg me for your release,” she hummed, leaning back with a wicked smile.

She turned slowly, like a predator assessing a threat. Mia also stopped, shifting slightly in front of Gwen. Gwen took one deliberate step toward me. Her eyes darkened in a way that almost looked dangerous. "Are you threatening me?" she asked, her voice low, edged with something that felt very real. I tilted my head, pretending to consider the question. "No," I said. Then reconsidered for half a second. "Not yet." I gave a small shrug. "After all, I don't think you'd want Nick to know who you really are, would you? Gwen Kensington… COO of Kensington Valentia."