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Modesty asked confusedly as she went back to lying on the sofa. "Ayieh! I am dying to meet your possessive and jealous stepbrother my dear friend! I can smell something fishy between you and that owner of that bullshit blazer, huh?!" Serenity said. "Hep, hep, stop that malicious thought about Felicity and her stepbrother," Honesty said, already carrying the visual aids he had made. "Hon, do you have class? Let's go together, c'mon!" she pulled Honesty out to avoid her annoying friends.

She might do something drastic if she knew. "Li, please you must keep it a secret. I have to gather dirt on Alex first and also look for a way to oppose father before I act." ... RAIN My attention shifted from the documents I was reading as my office door swung open. Aaron walked in looking like a wounded beast. Narrowing my eyes, I trailed his movement until he took the seat opposite me. "Did someone replace your skincare with shit. Why do you have that look?" He heaved a sigh and his scowl deepened.

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

"No. If I will have you, it's going to be an affair. You and me." Andrius' words made Anya stilled. She was going to be the billionaire's secret affair. Why not?

I stared at the small microphone symbol. “My name is Arielle Romano,” I began. “Today is Thursday, the seventeenth of April.” My voice sounded unfamiliar. “Nicholas Contini came to my apartment in Seattle two nights before I woke up in Italy.” Bianca listened without interrupting. “He was angry because his investigator had photographed me with a client. Nico ordered me to return with him. When I refused, he—” My voice broke. The memory of the apartment returned. Nico blocking the only exit. The sharp pain. His arms catching me as the room disappeared.

@iiiidlk Stay away from our President bitch secretary! @ Hannah lewis, While it is not uncommon, office affairs are often fraught with complexities. As an employer, it caused me a lot of grief. I have to make unpleasant decisions to break up a love triangle and see valuable employees leave because of scandals. Unwanted pregnancy is a nasty side-effect of this affair. @marcocoabenojar Technically, the man is a bachelor, and the woman is widowed. If they engaged in a consensual affair, what is there to fuss about?

"You're Hailey, aren't you? You really look like a home wrecker! Let me tell you, Sean is my man. He's my boyfriend. Don't seduce him!" Hearing that, all the people in the secretary department were stunned. ..... ..... Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update.. Thank you so much for reading my book, Next update will come so soon.

I said curtly, turning my attention to her, “what do you really want from me?” Her lips curved into a sly smile, her gaze flickering to Alex for a moment before locking onto mine. “I want both of you, Liam. I want to be part of your world and every part of it.” Her voice dropped to a near whisper, dripping with intent. “He can be your hidden secret. On top of the secret you’re already hiding.” The words were like a shot of adrenaline straight to my chest, but it was the photograph she slid across the table that made my blood run cold. My breath hitched when I stared down at the image. A picture of me mid-shift, caught in a blur of fur and claws.

I should’ve known, everything with her was a fight, a fight no one ever took my side for. And I was sick and tired. Everything was going smoothly until it wasn’t. Orders were mysteriously cancelled. The venue manager called to say they were “suddenly overbooked,” which was a blatant lie. And The bakery that was supposed to make Sophie’s cake? “Sorry, someone else just placed a last-minute order.” I call bullshit, I didn’t need to guess who. Camille was the devil’s assistant, because of her tie to Nico and her affair with Lorenzo she felt she was untouchable an act I just can't get over.

Voice low. “Special order pickup.” She handed him the Anaïs Nin. He slid her a note with an address. Tonight. Midnight. Follow the candlelight. Camille arrived at a back entrance behind the shop. A single candle flickered near the loading dock. She entered. The store was dark. Only a path of flickering candles led her down the aisle. Back to the erotica section. He was waiting. Mask on. Sleeves rolled up. Rope in hand. “Strip,” he whispered.