Novel & Cerita Jodi Sweeten

It was pounding so hard that she could hear it loudly, and she thought she was going to die. But she didn’t. She was still standing, alive, and looking at the only person who could make her body come alive with want. The mysterious guy from the bar. Could he be her boss? She thought. "I didn’t know you were here." Mr. Evans said "But since you are here, let me introduce you to the new assistant." He turned to look at Reese. "Please meet Ms. MacBride." Darting his gaze back to Axel, he gestured at him. "Ms. McBride, please meet Mr. Griffin. The CEO of Perfect Touch, Inc. And you would be working for him." he said, confirming Reese’s guess.

That was probably the most melodious sound a woman could make. My name was Michael Jones, and I had tied the knot not long ago. Once, my wife's sister, Annie Larsson, came to Geordan during her summer break and temporarily stayed at our place. In the height of summer, she wore a thin camisole and tiny shorts every day, not even bothering with a bra. When she walked and sat, her breasts always looked perky. Her thin waist was enticing to look at, and her round, soft butt was always arched in a seductive curve. No man could keep his thoughts straight, especially not someone like me, who was both bold and dirty-minded.

Heads turn. At the center of it, Jace. Of course. He’s standing at his table, shoulders squared, his friends clustered around like satellites. And in front of him, a boy I recognize from my math class—Eli, wiry, soft-spoken, the kind of kid who always keeps his head down. Jace is holding Eli’s phone. “Funny thing about loyalty,” Jace says, his voice carrying just enough to reach the room. Calm. Too calm. “It doesn’t mix well with betrayal.”