Command Me, Mr. CEO
“What I said before still stands. I am not allowed to touch you. Stop inviting me to.” His voice was dangerously low and rough. He could see in her eyes that she knew just how aroused he was for her and, with his body pressed against hers, she felt it.
Her hand was eagerly massaging between her legs. “I don’t want you to touch me. I can do that all on my own.” She breathed, letting out a soft moan. “Watch me, Dalton. Fucking watch what you do to me.”
She was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen, and as she pleasured herself, he couldn’t find it in him to regret what he was watching her do. He knew it was wrong, but with each blissful groan from her lips, his control slipped that much further from his grip.
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She was half his age and the daughter of his old college friend. Their relationship was doomed long before it even began... But everything changed when she set her eyes on him again. Dalton, was devastatingly handsome and she couldn’t keep her eyes off him. A workplace romance was the last thing they both wanted but the more they tried to stay away from each other, the closer they got. He was impossible to resist and She was a seductress and his ruination. With obstacles standing in the way of their love story; his fiancé, her Dad and with his empire on the line, will he be able to damn all consequences and take a chance on them?
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Chapter: InductionMr. Coopingar was a short, stout man with a round face. While he didn’t exactly look friendly, he did have that certain charming air about him. Which was important considering that’s how he snagged all the best contracts in the city. His dark hair was starting to recede, balding a bit at the back. He kept his face clean, not a whisker in sight. His large, dark eyes were hooded. Like most Mexicans, he had that nice nose that somehow didn’t look out of place or too big.I straightened as two men followed him into the study. They were new and definitely looked Italian as shit. Their olive skin was even darker than most Italians I know, and they had a distinctly southern Italian look to them. I guessed these were the new inductees from the Eastern branch. I recognized a few of the other men trailing in. They were all board members or union heads to the legal companies scattered across the state used to cover the real thing – drug and illegal fire arms. Most in the electrical or constru
Last Updated: 2023-03-23
Chapter: SearingPetraI was surprised when Jaxon texted me to ask that I come over to his house. I mean, he told me we'd hang, but I didn’t think he was serious, and also why his house? It could be anywhere else but his house. In the Uber on the way to his house, I pondered on the phone call Dalton received, what induction were they talking about, and what bad news got him so furious?Then it struck me. The way I’d reacted when I saw the Raven sketch on the paper, Jaxon was suspicious of me. He thought I knew something and was keeping it, and now he wants to extract information from me. At that point, i should ask the driver to turn the car around and take me home, but my curiosity was overpowering. I wanted to know more. The information I couldn’t get from Dalton, maybe I’d get from Jaxon. The car pulled to a stop in front of a relatively modest house. The only ostentatious thing about it was the wrought iron gate blocking off the driveway, but that was ubiquitous in this neighborhood. “Do you w
Last Updated: 2022-12-06
Chapter: Time To PlayDalton I wanted to convince myself that Petra wasn’t here and I’d not just milked her pussy and given her multiple orgasms, and I have nothing to worry about, but then I could still taste her in my mouth. Fuck. She tasted so delicious. I’d eat her all day for the rest of my fucking life. I thought she was beautiful in her everyday leggings, skirts, jeans and loose fitting tops. But now? She was yet again in my shirt and I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight. She was picture perfect. Her heart-stopping figure was sitting pretty in my kitchen going over her work while I fixed us a cup of coffee. The way her sweet mouth moved as she went on and on her promotion strategy, I wanted to charge up to her and kiss the hell out of her mouth. I wished to toss her over my shoulder, take her to my bedroom, spread her legs wide open, and finally, fucking finally, sink my angry, throbbing, rock-hard cock inside her and fuck her up in every dirty way possible. But instead of ripping into her
Last Updated: 2022-12-04
Chapter: AmorePetra How he was going to react to me bothered me, but I knew I had to see him to clear things up. I had worked on my first ad campaign for the company’s new machine, it was my first project and I was going to use the opportunity of wanting him to review it to my own advantage. As I stepped into the elevator of the penthouse, I had to try and carefully formulate a lie that’d best favor me. I need to be the victim at all cost and bitchy Annie, the villain. The elevator door dinged open and I stepped into the apartment, using his security code, I got in without having to alert him first. I was able to master the code the last time. The apartment looked dry like nobody was home, but it’s weekend and I know Dalton never worked weekends unless there was a deadline. After waiting a few minutes looking at a fashion magazine on the table, I heard a sound come from the bedroom. I opened the door of the bedroom, careful not to make any noise, but I saw nothing. No one was in the
Last Updated: 2022-12-04
Chapter: FantasyDaltonWhat the fuck was wrong with her?She’d lost control with her friend, yanking her hair like a vicious animal.I didn’t even want to go to the damn restaurant. I had other plans with coopingar, but I’d promised Freddie that I was going to be there for his birthday, and I wasn’t one to go back on my word. It was just a few friends gathering over a bottle of champagne, which I could handle. He kept it on a low because he knew I hated crowd. Maybe if I had ditched, I wouldn’t have to witness all that fucking drama she pulled.But deep down, the dark, and sick perverted side of me liked it. So, instead of feeling enraged by such public display of madness, I was rather turned on by it. Not that I liked that she hurt someone, but I liked the fire dancing in her eyes when her eyes caught mine. I liked her wildness and I wanted nothing more than to tame her. To fuck her into submission for being so badly behaved. I growled and ripped off my clothes, stepping into a cool shower. It
Last Updated: 2022-12-03
Chapter: In My WorstPetra “Oh my gosh, I can’t stand him anymore! He’s such an asshole,” I said to Isabella after I was done explaining to her what transpired between Noah and I. I glanced at the clock, noting that Annie should have been here for our lunch ten minutes ago. But Annie being Annie, I don’t expect her here for at least another five to ten minutes . It’s who she was. The three of us were bestfriends since Grade one. Except Annie and I didn’t get along so well. She was more of a competition. “So you guys are totally off now?” Annie asked from behind me. How long was she there and how much of our conversations did she hear? I turned my head to her, giving my brilliant smile and she returned it with her softer, but no less genuine one. “Yeah... I guess so.” I responded “I’m going to miss his sisters. Those two… they are so adorable.” “I wonder how you managed to tolerate his toxicity this long.” Isabella added. She pulled out a chair and sat down. “You also are to blame for his actions
Last Updated: 2022-12-02
The Rejected Pearl
"You are very wet for me. So wet. Fuck,” He grunted softly.
His fingers brushed inside of my thigh, and when he moved to caress the tips around my clit, I couldn’t help the whimpers escaping from the depth of my being.
“Soon, baby girl, there won’t be an inch of you that doesn’t belong to me.”
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Without a doubt, Celia Weaver knew her parents hated her, and that had to be the only reason they treated her like dirt. She sometimes doubted if she was truly her father's. Even before she was born, her fate was already decided. She was collateral for a debt her father owed the Hamiltons, a family known for their cruelty.
Her world shattered when a guard walked through the door of her father on her eighteenth birthday, ready to take her away.
Bite into this dark, sinful, and delicious love story.
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Chapter: Our Little Passion CeliaIt’s been two days of Alexander taking up every single one of my thoughts. I’ve been trying to avoid him, mostly because I was afraid he’d see the effect he had on me. His very presence sends waves of nervousness and arousal crashing into me, nearly drowning me each time those intense eyes locked on mine.I stood in the garden, the soft breeze rustling the leaves of the carefully pruned plants, my gaze fixed on the breathtaking view before me. The mansion was awfully quiet, unlike every other day with many activities going on.The servants seems to be on vacation as I woke up to none of them around, except for a few guards that were following me around like I was a freaking senator of a state.I’m being guarded under heavy and well-trained security and no one was saying anything to me.Octavia was hot on my tail and wasn’t giving me a breathing space and that suffocated me.I began walking around and could hear her footsteps right behind me. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I pau
Last Updated: 2023-10-21
Chapter: SecretsAlexanderCelia was on to something deeper. She was groomed for something way more than she could understand. Her true identity wasn’t known to her yet and it was better that way. She was already broken, learning that the man whom she called father her entire life was a fraud, would shatter her, and I was ready to shield her from the truth for as long as possible. I sat in my study, the faint glow of antique lamps casting an eerie shadow across the room. I was lost in thought, my fingers absentmindedly tracing the rim of the whiskey glass on my mahogany desk. The weight of what was about to happen weighed heavy on my shoulders. I was waiting for Rufus, I already told the man over the phone that I wasn’t ready for any form of meeting with him, but I knew he, his imposing self would be here any moment. The door swung open, and Rufus entered, his presence imposing even in the imposing room. We had a complicated history, marred by business disagreements, personal vendettas, and famil
Last Updated: 2023-10-17
Chapter: Mine Celia“Alexander…” I murmured, making him pause. He probably thought I was going to push him away or end it as I always do, but instead, I looked up at him with everything I wanted written clearly on my face and said, “Don’t stop.”He grinned softly, “I don’t intend to.” Effortlessly lifting me, he placed me on the countertop, spreading my legs open. Grabbing the light fabric of my dress, he tore it down like a wild and hungry tiger ready to devour its prey. He stepped back to look at me, taking in his ultimate undoing. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he said, and my heart skipped a beat at the words. He buried his face into my wetness, immediately thrusting his tongue past my swollen folds. Gasping, I clawed at his hands. “Delicious,” he murmured, sliding a single finger in beside his tongue. He sucked on my clit while furiously fucking me with his finger. Adding a second and third finger, his actions became pure ecstasy.I gripped my legs, opening them as far
Last Updated: 2023-10-09
Chapter: Irresistible Celia I sat in the luxurious living room, the plush cushions of the grand sofa cradling my weary body. The events of the night at the club still haunted me, and I sought solace in the steaming cup of coffee I held in my trembling hands. The scent of the rich brew filled the air, a comforting contrast to the turmoil within me.As I took a sip, the bitterness of the coffee seemed to mirror the bitterness of my thoughts. The memory of what had transpired on that stage, the humiliation I had endured, was etched into my mind like a scar.Something was going on for sure. Something no one was willing to tell me, like why Alexander was keeping me close and why he’d let me get away with my tantrums. Why does he pay so much attention to me, unlike the other girls who work at the club? Alexander had abandoned me in his club, and though he tried to make amends, my words about needing to be alone might have struck a chord in him. I wanted to be as far away from him as possible because it was n
Last Updated: 2023-10-09
Chapter: Twist of The EventAlexanderOctavia dragged the bruised and battered form of the man out of the space, leaving a long trail of blood on the floor, the weight of my actions hung heavily in the air.I couldn’t care less if the man was dead. I got justice for my baby girl, and I was deeply satisfied. As I continued wiping his dirty blood off my hands, Dante approached me. “Boss, I think you need to see this.” He said, handing me a wallet. “I believe it belongs to the man.”I took the wallet from Dante, my eyes narrowing as I examined the ID within. My heart sank as I read the name and affiliation. “David Sidorov?” I knew he looked familiar. Those chubby cheeks and potbelly, his Russian accent, they all reminded me of one man… Albert Sidorov. The man I had just murdered is the son of a fucking Russian Mafia. My voice filled with apprehension, “This man is the son of Albert Sidorov” I said, turning to face Dante. “The same man I’m meeting tomorrow to negotiate a business with.”I realized that I’d cross
Last Updated: 2023-10-06
Chapter: Out Of Control AlexanderThe memory of that humiliation, the image of her distress, stoked the fires of my anger to an inferno. I was resolved, unwavering in my determination to make the offender pay the most grievous of prices for his insolence.I could still remember his face clearly. The one who had ripped off her clothes and had violated her most disgustingly.I could still picture how they spread her open on stage, her puffy wet pussy glistening to the full glare of everyone as they fisted into it like wild animals.The rage I felt was a calculated, cold anger – the kind that allowed me to remain composed in the face of chaos. It was the anger of a man who had seen and endured much, who had become a kingpin in a world where ruthlessness was a currency power.If I hadn’t bottled my anger, the stage would have been painted with their blood.My jaw was clenched in a vice, each muscle in my body drawn taut with anticipation. I sat on a leather couch with my legs crossed, as I waited in a dark room b
Last Updated: 2023-10-05
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