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I didn’t really care about the thrill of making new friends, especially some random New York City Billionaire. "Well, let me give you the run-down. Alexander is a total workaholic. He always sends his personal assistant to get him coffee before he gets to work. But he recently fired her, so he doesn't have a PA anymore. And while he looks for one, he decided to get some coffee himself today." Danielle said as she tied an apron around her waist. I raised an eyebrow, mildly intrigued. "Okay, so what's the big deal?" Her eyes shone once she realized that she was able to rope me into one of her gossip sessions. I rolled my eyes.

he stated, his voice resonating through the room. ‘No, hello? I’m sorry. I disappeared all those years ago. This arrogant prick,’ she fumed silently. Suspicion flickered in her eyes. “What’s the catch? There’s always a catch with you.” Jayden’s lips curved into a half-smile. “The catch is simple: I’ve been searching for a new assistant. I believe you’re the right fit,” he stated matter-of-factly. Unable to suppress a bitter laugh, she responded, “So, you’ve returned to recruit me as your assistant?”

The warmth between my legs was unbearable, my body alight with a hunger only he could soothe. Sleep found me fast. And in that dreamworld, he stood there. A faceless man in a black game suit, his body built like temptation, his aura thick and magnetic. He didn't need a face; his energy alone undressed my sanity. “Hey,” I breathed, fingers finding his chest. My touch drifted to his nipples, watching the rhythm of his breath falter. As if responding to a secret chord in my body, his hand found my thigh, sliding upward beneath my silk-black mini gown.

ISABELLA'S POV My fingers slipped in between my legs, and I could feel the wetness immediately. I wanted to chuckle at how I ran home just to do this. But I couldn't be blamed either. He was making it hard to even live with myself. Elion was making it hard not to touch him. I wanted to feel his fingers on my skin the way the heat of his palm practically burned into my skin when he held my waist. I ran my hands through my clit, closing my eyes as I imagined it to be Elion.

WHO IS THIS MAN! Also, in less alarming news, the head cook here has fired the third assistant for the fourth time. I read in a book that some women are just born for the role. The third assistant is one of those women. The head cook will hire her back tomorrow. She always does. I am keeping notes for the romance novel I am going to write about after all this is over.

The male body feels foreign, all raw power and urgency, my erection throbbing with need. I spin him, pushing him face-first against the bookshelf, and he chuckles, low and surprised. “Eager to take charge now?” he taunts, but there’s a tremor in his voice. I yank his pants down, exposing his ass, firm, perfect, begging to be claimed. My cock aches, pre-cum beading at the tip, and I grab a vial of oil from a nearby desk, thank you, BL novel tropes. “Shut up,” I growl, trying to sound like Cillian, but my playful grin slips through. I slick my fingers, circling his hole, and he tenses, then relaxes, pushing back.

They are everywhere, and Coralie, the married one, at times goes to tea in a Red Cross uniform if she makes a point to go into a center for ten minutes to hold a weakened person's hand. Since there are a lot of them, I guess they have their motivations. Tomorrow Maurice is passing one more aide on to redirect me—American this time—here for "war work." According to him, I am one of the most brilliant travelers Maurice has ever encountered. Moreover, he guarantees me that I am as yet overpowering, so I ought to practice alertness—because I am not disgustingly rich! Burton was sixty years old in my earliest memories. Burton knows the world. Friday: The American adventurer charmed me. She was so

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I said in my mind Mind you,you were always acting bossy and never get her to be free with you My mind said Idiot,she have mind right She supposed to think she deserves to play with me Gosh this john,I felt like strangling him John,you got to go now We have alot of things to do I said hoping he will leave Okay am leaving,babe,see you some other time Is cool meeting you, He said shaking her hand with a smile Pervert,I cursed Here is my card, please call me He said and leave I need to take this card from her I don't want her to call him I hissed Pls go and call me a maid downstairs now I said and she left I quickly opened her bag and took the card away Perfect Jennie I returned home,and decided