Workplace Romance Books Novels & Stories

*l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l* We are moving towards the end of the story. What next story would you like to read? Forced marriage or pregnancy or divorce. I have three plots in my mind right now. Also, thank you for reading this book. I really appreciate all of you.

Writing it down feels like trying to capture lightning in a bottle, but I must try or I fear the sheer intensity of it will burn me up from the inside. After we left the office, he took me to a posh, clandestine Italian place for dinner. We didn’t speak of what had happened. We didn’t talk about the firm. We didn’t talk about Emma. We talked about books, about the trip to Vienna he took when he was twenty-five, about the wild, stupid things we’d both done and regretted. Back at my apartment, the door had barely clicked shut before he had me pressed against it, his mouth was on mine. It was a collision of hunger and pent-up need that lasted through the night.

"But, you haven't been this horny in a long time. It seemed like your sexual appetite had become tamed." "Maybe I found something special that fills the void sex used to fill for me." Brandon blushed at Ethan’s admission. It was enough to make his knees weak. "By the way, I hate how your female coworkers, and every female in this office, get cheeky around you. The tiny voices, constantly running their fingers along your arms, giving your shoulder a gentle slap, or even hugging you. I dislike it. You're way up the ladder now; you don't need to be friendly."

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

Always late, always dressed like sin, and always full of questions that had nothing to do with work. “I forgot my tablet in his office,” she said, eyes darting around, “but I think I might’ve gotten lost.” Jace didn’t move. “You know exactly where his office is.” She shrugged, inching closer. “Maybe I wanted to see you.” His heartbeat thudded in his chest. He was thirty-two. She was twenty-two. His boss’s only daughter. He had built his career from nothing—no family name, no trust fund, just hard work, loyalty, and long nights. And yet here he was, watching this girl move like temptation incarnate, her fingers trailing over the corner of his desk, her dress rising higher each time she shifte

The Debt Collector (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Bad Boy's problem) The Unwanted Bride (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Debt Collector) My Boss is Clueless (Romantic comedy) Trapped by the Badboy Billionaire (Romantic Comedy and book two of My Boss is Clueless) The CEO's Serious Pursuit (Romantic Comedy and book 3 of My Boss is Clueless) A Chaotic Flower (Romantic Mystery) The Wrong Brother (Teen Romance) The Ugly One (Romantic Comedy) Stalking Aaron (Contemporary Romance and the sequel of The Ugly One) Excuse Me, I Quit! (Teen Romance) Beautiful Adeline: A Mafia Romance (Dark Romance) I Still Hate You (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) All For the Money (Erotic Romance) His Girlfriend's Bro

“And you’re not even denying. Do you know that?” During our employment at Stark Apparel, Jacey and I had become close. Still, I couldn’t tell her anything too private just yet because I knew very well that she could be very curious about things going on around her, and she’s very fond of talking about everyone’s love life. She also worked for HR. No one in that department should know I was dating the boss. “I told you, I’m not dating Coulson Stark!” “Aw. Fine. Okay!” She giggled. “But isn’t he so gorgeous? Please don’t tell me you didn’t notice it too?”

It didn't take long for me to find a rhythm, my mind on Andrew, and I filled the shelves quickly. "Hey, Gorgeous," Andrew's voice whispered in my ear. I turned with a smile, wondering if my thoughts had called him to me. He grabbed my waist and kissed me. I kissed him back, wanting more before remembering I was at work. I broke away, glancing around, nervous that someone might see us. "You are going to get me in trouble," I hissed, but I couldn't get the smile off my face. "I'm supposed to be working!" He let me go and pretended to look at the canned soup. "I just couldn't stay away. Working, huh? What kind of soup would you recommend, then?"

Marc leaned in, burying his face into the side of Julian's neck, biting down firmly as he let out a low, gut-wrenching growl that echoed through the dark room. The three of them moved as a single, chaotic unit, the rhythm fast, heavy, and completely unsparing. Every stroke of touch, every shared kiss between the three of them tore down whatever remaining barriers Julian had held onto from his long, tedious workday. There was no control left, no corporate dignity, no restraint only the raw, unadulterated friction of skin against skin, framed by the cold glass of the high rise window overlooking the silent city below.

(Sorry to anyone who’s never felt that way about a kiss. Just as our kiss intensified, our hands roaming around each other’s bodies, the door to the office suddenly burst open. I froze, my heart pounding in my chest. Oh my gosh, have we been caught in a compromising situation by one of the workers? No one would dare enter Adrian’s office without knocking, so who could it be? As my thoughts raced, Adrian didn’t break the kiss. He seemed completely unconcerned that someone had barged in. Panicked, I broke off the kiss to see who it was.