“Don't leave me, Prisley,” Heather pleaded. Prisley was Heath’s assistant and contract lover. Heath saw her as a substitute for his ex. When Heath's ex came back, this once obedient girl tried everything to leave. Only then did Heath realize that he had fallen deeply in love with her. He would never let her go. But Prisley couldn't stand Heather's obsession and controlling nature. She would rather run away with her pregnant belly. Later, Prisley was harmed by a villain, and her fate remained unknown. Heath went crazy looking for her. Will she come back?
View MoreHeath Rynn, the CEO of Warner Group, had been on a five-day business trip and was returning today. Unusually, this time, he didn't take his assistant, Prisley, with him.
Prisley had prepared the CEO’s office with freesia flowers. Their subtle fragrance lingered in the air. Heath liked this scent.
In her own office, Prisley straightened her hair with a flat iron, then put it up in a high bun. Her original hair was long with golden slightly curly locks. But for the past four years, she had always styled it straight, trying to look like a specific woman, including her way of dressing and behavior.
Once her hair was done, Prisley sprayed some perfume into the air above her. She walked through the mist, frowning slightly. She didn't like this perfume, but she had to cater to Heath.
Yes, this was also part of her job. She was not only Heath's assistant but also his secret lover, bound by a five-year contract. It was her duty to be in her best condition before his return.
The assistant's office door was knocked, and as it opened, Heath appeared outside. He wore a sharp tailored suit, with the cuffs and tie perfectly. Everything was accentuating his tall and upright stature as well as angular face.
His slender light-colored eyes looked calmly at her, yet hinted an undercurrent.
Prisley couldn't hide her joy and greeted him, "Mr. Rynn, how was your trip?"
"Not bad," he replied flatly.
The door closed, and Prisley found herself pressed against the wall. His long and elegant fingers touched her face, sliding down to her lips.
"Haven't seen me for a few days, and now you act so distant?" He said with a slight smile, with a flicker of fire in his eyes.
Heath’s gaze was captivating, enough to stir any woman's heart.
Everything was as it should be: her appearance, her scent, unchanged over the past four years. He had always been pleased with her.
Prisley shyly lowered her head. "It's better to maintain a proper distance when we are at work."
"Distance? I prefer zero distance, or even negative distance," he teased.
"What’s negative distance?"
Before Prisley could figure it out, Heath’s lips were on hers, hard and demanding.
One moment he was the epitome of elegance, the next, a beast.
"Mr. Rynn, it's almost work time..." Prisley tried to protest, but her words were swallowed by another heated kiss.
Maybe the days apart had intensified Heath’s desire for Prisley. He seemed even more passionate than usual. Her lips were swollen from his kisses, her breathing erratic, and she leaned weakly against his chest.
Heath lifted her onto the bed in the cubical of the office. His kisses trailed over Prisley's body, sending shivers through her. She tensed up. Her breathing was heavy. She held him tightly and her body responded to him.
With one thrust, Heath was fully inside her. Prisley let out a moan. Heath leaned close to her ear. "Did you miss me?" His deep and magnetic voice sent electric currents through her, making her shiver.
"Yeah..." she managed to whisper.
Heath smiled and continue his move, more wildly than usual. Prisley's body grew hotter, the electricity from Heath almost burning her. Pleasure washed over her, making her moan even louder.
But they were in her office; she couldn't let anyone hear. She bit her lip to stifle her intense joy. Heath's thrusts became faster and wilder, and she trembled, feeling like she was melting.
Prisley gasped, her eyes glazed. Her slender fingers traced the contours of Heath's muscles. His desire grew with every touch. The small space filled with raw and primal passion.
Prisley moaned softly with his thrusts. "Why are you biting your lip?" Heath asked playfully. "Let me hear you."
"I don't... want to be... heard..." Prisley forced out.
"So what?" he smirked, thrusting harder.
"Mm... Mm...mmm...!"
Overwhelming pleasure surged through her. Prisley bit her lip hard, muffling a scream. Her face and chest flushed with excitement, adding to her allure.
Heath didn't let her speak, driving her to climax. Prisley collapsed onto the bed, barely conscious. "Heath, are you crazy today?"
Heath didn't reply, holding her tightly and giving her a deep kiss before heading to the bathroom. Prisley lay there, reliving the wild moment. Something seemed off about Heath today, but she couldn't pinpoint it.
The shower stopped, and Heath emerged, a towel around his waist. His proportions were perfect, with sharply defined muscles resembling sculpted marble. His six-pack and V-shaped lines glistened faintly in the thin mist, exuding a wild surge of hormones. His angular cheeks rivaled those of any A-list celebrity.
"How's the company been?" Heath asked casually, as if he didn't care about the answer.
"Everything's fine. Worried I couldn't handle it?" Prisley smiled at him.
"No, never worried about that." He kissed her lightly, his previous passion gone, replaced by his usual cold demeanor.
This was his normal state.
Four years ago, Prisley made it through the final round of interviews from a large pool of applicants. The CEO, Heath, personally interviewed her and asked if she would sign a five-year lover contract with him, offering a substantial sum of money.
Prisley had just graduated from college at that time and had a lot of student loans. Her mother's death had left her with even more debt. It was hard to resist the temptation of money and the handsome CEO.
Such a perfect man, many women would die for. She signed the contract without hesitation.
Prisley took a clean shirt from the closet and helped Heath put it on, listing his afternoon schedule:
"There's a meeting with David this afternoon."
"You have a stack of contracts and documents from your trip. I've sorted them by priority."
"I rescheduled the meeting with Mr. Redford to the day after tomorrow."
From the obedient kitten on the bed, Prisley turned into a competent executive assistant.
Heath's eyes were tender. He kissed her earlobe, then her collarbone, moving downward.
"Prisley, you always make my life easier." Prisley’s breathing grew heavy, and she pushed him away. "Heath, it’s time for work. You have a busy afternoon."
She adjusted his tie and collar, stepped back to admire his impeccable appearance, and urged him to leave.
Watching Heath's back as he left, Prisley smiled. Four years had passed, and they had shared so many sweet moments in this small cubicle.
She was very clear about her role as a stand-in. Heath needed her only for physical pleasure. He didn't love her. He loved the body that matched his so well in bed.
Heath wouldn't even make love to her in his own office.
Thinking of this, Prisley felt a little down. She shrugged it off, telling herself, "It's fine, as long as I'm getting paid. Besides, he's perfect in bed. If he were another man, I'd even pay him."
She walked into the bathroom to clean herself. As water cascaded over her body, she realized there was only a year left on their contract. Would Heath renew it? He was such an outstanding man, she didn't want to let go.
Prisley dressed up and walked to the office area. She looked sharp and efficient. She wore high heels and a fitted business suit. Her hair was made in a bun.
The secretaries in the executive office were not as busy as usual. A few girls gathered around a computer screen, whispering.
"Didn't expect to hear gossip about the boss."
"His girlfriend from four years ago, she was his ultimate sweetheart."
"Why aren't you working? What's so interesting?" Prisley joked, walking over. The girls fell silent and returned to their desks.
Prisley saw a blurry photo on the screen but instantly recognized Heath. In the photo, Heath and a woman held wine glasses, gazing into each other's eyes. Prisley's eyes stung.
Her gaze dropped to the headline:
"Warner Investment Group CEO spotted with mystery woman. “
“Old flames rekindled after four years?"
She was back, the woman Prisley had been imitating!
The next morning, Prisley had barely gotten out of bed when a wave of nausea hit her.She rushed to the bathroom, throwing up violently into the toilet. Heath, hearing the commotion, quickly came over. Seeing her kneeling on the floor, vomiting fiercely, his heart ached."What's wrong?" he asked."I don't know. Maybe I ate too much last night..."Prisley cleaned herself up and came out, her face a little pale. Heath was incredibly concerned. He gently scooped her up, carrying her horizontally, and laid her on the bed.Suddenly, Prisley asked, "What's the date today?""The 5th. Why?"She shot upright and dashed back into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.Heath followed, but the door was locked. "What's wrong?" he asked, knocking. Prisley didn't answer, leaving Heath even more bewildered.After a long moment, the door opened. Prisley, tears in her eyes, threw herself into his arms. Heath, momentarily flustered, held her tight. "What's wrong? Don't panic, tell me, I'm here."Pri
Soon after the wedding, it was little Lucy's third birthday. Heath decided to throw a birthday party for Lucy, and he and Prisley were busy for a while, arranging all sorts of small activities.Relatives and friends arrived, and the house's yard once again buzzed with excitement.The maids, dressed as cartoon characters, bustled in and out of the house. Lucy excitedly grabbed different characters, urging them to play with her."Mommy, Mommy, why is my favorite Twilight Sparkle at home?""Because it's Lucy's birthday today, sweetie. Twilight Sparkle came specially to celebrate with you.""Is Fluttershy here? I love her the most!"Prisley gently kissed her chubby little cheek. "Fluttershy is waiting for you in the yard."Lucy happily scampered towards the yard but bumped right into Spencer's leg as he entered. Spencer picked her up. "Oh, my little darling, what are you rushing off to do?"Lucy stared at him with wide eyes. "Who are you?""I'm Uncle Spencer, your Mommy's brother.""Hello
Prisley leaned into Heath's embrace, their naked bodies intertwined on the broad office desk."Did you ever think, when you were signing documents here, that you'd be making love to me on this very table?" she asked, still catching her breath.Heath chuckled. "No. But I imagine I'll be thinking about it quite often from now on."Prisley's face flushed to her ears. She turned away, muttering, "I was supposed to go back to my own company. You wasted so much of my time bringing me here."Heath carried her to the bathroom, and under the warm spray of water, gently kissed her. "Which is more important: work, or accepting my proposal?" he asked."Do you know how long I prepared for today? I considered so many venues and plans, but ultimately chose here, in your most familiar environment, surrounded by the people closest to you. That way, you wouldn't be affected by the shadow of the past. And only this way could I guarantee your absolute safety."Prisley pressed her face tightly against his
A wave of enthusiastic applause erupted from everyone. Prisley covered her mouth, her eyes brimming with tears. She accepted the bouquet, tears in her eyes as she responded, "Yes! I will!"She had answered that question two years ago. To say it again now brought a different surge of emotions: trust, gratitude, love... a myriad of feelings. After going through life and death, she simply couldn't refuse.Heath smiled, pulling her into his embrace and gently kissing her lips. Cheers and applause burst through the hallway.Then, someone shouted, "Let the celebrations begin!" and the employees surged towards tables laden with champagne and delicacies.Prisley playfully chided, "Why suddenly do this at the office?"Heath leaned in and whispered affectionately in her ear, "The proposal two years ago cast a shadow over both our hearts. I know you never forgot it."He continued, "I want to pierce that shadow with a beam of sunlight so we never have to remember it again. You're surrounded by fa
Days later, Jennifer received a call. The moment she saw the screen, she smiled. "Boss, if you're calling me, it must be good news, right?" she teased, smiling coyly.Heath's magnetic voice came through the phone. "Yes, I need your help with something."Jennifer's lips curled upwards. "Let me guess? Hmm... I see happiness." She couldn't resist playfully teasing Heath.Heath chuckled on his end. "I'm planning to propose to Prisley and then give her a grand wedding. These are things I should have given her two years ago."Jennifer's smile softened. "Prisley came to see me a few days ago. She's doing well, but it seems she has some PTSD from that night.""Is that so..." Heath's voice deepened. "She never mentioned it to me. Perhaps she didn't want me to worry about it."He felt a pang of annoyance; how had he not noticed any signs? After a brief pause, he continued, "So, I want her to accept my proposal in a familiar, secure place, not in a new environment like last time. I want her to b
"Prisley's forgiveness is a testament to her generosity and compassion. But I am not so quick to forgive," Heath stated, his voice firm."I will formally demand that you surrender all your shares in the family business. You and your mother will leave this city. You may not return until I deem it appropriate."Prisley started to speak, but Heath silenced her with a gesture. "He must also pay a price."Tears welled in David's eyes. "Heath, I accept your terms. I will find a proper job at a company, and if you don't allow me to return, I swear I won't step foot in this city."Prisley's shoulder had mostly healed. She rotated it gently, then, with her daughter, drove to an office building.She called the company's reception, announcing that someone was waiting in the lobby.A few minutes later, a familiar face emerged from the elevator. Prisley smiled at her. "Jennifer, long time no see."Jennifer shrieked, rushing to embrace Prisley. Though Prisley had kept in touch, this was their first
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