As we settled back into the car, I couldn’t hold back my feelings any longer. “Nathan,” I said, a hint of frustration in my voice, “Malachi doesn’t like me. Did you see the way he looked at me?”
Nathan chuckled, a playful sparkle in his eye. “Oh, he’s not supposed to like you. You took his job, remember?”
“What do you mean? Are you actually going to sack him?” I asked, half-expecting a serious response.
He shook his head, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Not at all. I just made him the Managing Director of one of my firms.”
I blinked in surprise. “Wait, what? You’re serious?”
“Mel, I want you to brace up, we are about to enter our first meeting,” Nathan said to me without even looking at me or considering the way I felt.As we walked into the boardroom, the atmosphere shifted immediately. All eyes turned toward us pr would I say, toward me. The room was filled with well-dressed men and women, their gazes sharp and inquisitive, clearly not expecting an outsider.There were familiar faces and, of course, some that I had not had the opportunity to meet. Nathan, always commanding attention, moved confidently toward the head of the table. The whispers started almost instantly, murmurs of confusion barely concealed.He didn’t seem to care, though. Without hesitation, he gestured to the empty seat beside him, the one usually rese
Nathan stood firm, his power and presence radiating through the room, making it clear that no matter what had just been said, he wasn’t backing down. Not for Steve. Not for Katrina. Not for anyone.The silence was thick, and the tension was almost unbearable as everyone awaited the next move, the board hanging in the balance, uncertain who would make the next play.Nathan was unshaken by the chaos that had just erupted. His eyes swept across the boardroom, taking in every face, from Steve’s smug smile to Katrina’s poisonous glare. The shocking effects of Steve’s and Katrina’s accusations rippled through the room. But Nathan was a man who thrived in pressure, and his calmness only added weight to the power he exuded.Clearing his throat, Nathan spoke, his voice cold and unyielding, “Let me remind everyone in this room - -” he paused, his piercing blue eyes locking onto each board member one by one, “ - -I am the majority shareholder. I call the shots. And if anyone here thinks that I’v
Nathan leaned close, his voice low and smooth, almost conspiratorial. "Mel," he said, locking eyes with me, "I want you to find out everything you can about this competition. Get back to me with details."I was about to respond, my lips parting to ask, "Is that really part of my job description?" but before the words could escape, Nathan caught me off guard. His lips brushed gently against my cheek, lingering for a second longer than necessary, and then trailed down, planting a soft kiss on my open chest. The heat of the moment sent a ripple through me, and I could feel a rush of warmth flooding my body. His touch was electric, igniting something deep inside that I hadn’t expected.My nipples stood firm, almost shooting out from the netted bra, held firmly by my white silk shirt. He gently slid one of his hands into my bra and gently scratched the tip of my pointed and firm nipple. It set waves at the angle between my legs as I spread them so that it could find air.“I am not used to
I sat quietly across from Carlos, my heart racing as I tried to gauge his mood. After everything that had happened between us, I wasn’t sure if now was the right time to ask for what I needed, or if it would just push him further away. There was this tension between us and I needed to carefully consider my next words.Carlos, sensing the weight of the silence, broke it first. “Mel,” he began softly, his voice lower and more serious than before. “I only asked you to meet me because…” He trailed off for a moment, as if unsure whether to continue, then pressed on. “Because I miss you. I’ve been thinking about you, about us, and I just - -” His words faltered, but his eyes didn’t. They were locked onto mine with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat. “I want you back.”That was it. That was my clue. He had just given me the opening
I walked into the classroom, and it felt like the air shifted. All eyes turned toward me, their gazes on me like they had seen a ghost, the whispers beginning even before I fully stepped inside. There was a moment of silence, like the pause before a storm, as I made my way to my seat.It wasn’t just my presence; it was my clothes. The sleek designer dress that hugged my curves, the luxury handbag slung over my shoulder, and the expensive shoes that clicked softly against the floor. Everything about me was different. The girl they once knew seemed to have vanished, replaced by someone entirely new. Thanks to my new friend Nathan.I could see the surprise on their faces, some with wide eyes, others with subtle smiles. The guys couldn’t hide their double-takes, and the girls exchanged quick, curious glances. They weren&rsquo
Mr. Davis sat behind his desk, his eyes crinkling with pride as he looked at me. "Mel, if you stay on this path, you’ll graduate as a first-class student," he said, his tone warm and encouraging. "You’ve always had the potential, and now you’re proving it. Keep focused, and the world is yours."His words should have filled me with joy, but instead, they hung heavy in the air, like a weight I wasn’t sure I could carry. I forced a smile, nodding my head as I thanked him. “Thank you, Mr. Davis. I’ll do my best.”But inside, my thoughts were filled with chaos.How was I supposed to stay focused? Lisa’s betrayal still stung, and Carlos, despite everything, still had a pull on me. My father, always drunk, was falling apart, and Natha
As I stood by my desk, my phone still silent with no word from Carlos, a mix of frustration and nerves built up inside me. I had been waiting for his feedback on the assignment, but all I got was silence. It was unlike him to ignore me this long, and I didn’t know how to handle the growing anxiety of it all.Suddenly, Nathan’s voice broke through my thoughts as he called me into his office. I straightened myself and walked in, expecting him to discuss business or give me another task. But when I saw him sitting there, a faint smile playing on his lips, I could tell this wasn’t the usual meeting.“How’s school going, Mel?” he asked, his tone softer than usual, catching me off guard.School? Nathan asking me about school? I stared at him for
I closed the door and turned to face Carlos, my arms crossed defensively as I tried to suppress the rising irritation in my chest."Why are you in my office, Carlos?" I asked, my voice sharper than I intended. "You could have at least answered my calls or replied to my messages."I was not going to take it easy for coming to my office knowing fully well that I was working for Nathan. Carlos knew what he was doing and he was looking for an advantage to get one at me.Carlos shrugged, his expression unbothered, leaning back in the chair. "I don't operate like that," he said coolly, his eyes meeting mine without a sort of remorse. "If you want the information, I’m here. If not, I can walk out of that door right now."
The moment Katrina walked out of the café, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief. I needed a moment to collect my thoughts, but that reprieve didn’t last long. No sooner had I taken a sip of my coffee than I spotted Steven striding into the café, his eyes locked onto me with unsettling intensity.“Mel,” he called out as he approached my table. His voice carried a mix of sarcasm and disdain, enough to make the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.I sighed, setting my cup down. “Steven, what are you doing here?”“I could ask you the same thing,” he said, sliding into the chair across from me without waiting for an invitation. His gaze flickered toward the door where Katrina had exited moments earlier. “Funny seeing you here with Katrina.”I tensed, immediately on edge. “Were you following me?”Steven gave me a silly smile, leaning back in his chair with a casualness that belied his intrusive behaviour. “Call it what you want. I like to keep an eye on things, especially when it co
As I walked through the campus, the familiar hum of student chatter and hurried footsteps filled the air. It used to excite me, but now it felt distant, like a life I was ready to leave behind. My finals were in sight, and I was counting down the days until I could close this chapter for good.In class, the lecturer praised my grades. It was one of the few moments that reminded me why I had started this journey in the first place. But even that satisfaction felt hollow. My mind was elsewhere, on Nathan, on the chaos in my life, and, unexpectedly, on Lisa.After class, I spotted Lisa near the cafeteria, chatting with some classmates. She seemed different, more confident, even a bit aloof. As I approached, she noticed me and offered a small, polite smile.“Hey, Lisa,” I greeted her, trying to keep my tone light.“Hey,” she replied, tilting her head slightly as if trying to gauge my mood.“I heard you paid your tuition fees,” I said, genuinely happy for her. “Congratulations. That’s a bi
We stopped abruptly, both of us turning to see Ali struggling to stand, his face pale and streaked with sweat. His earlier arrogance was gone, replaced by something almost pathetic. He held out a trembling hand, his voice cracking as he spoke again.“Please,” he said, his tone a strange mix of fear and urgency. “Don’t leave. I - - I have more to say.”Nathan’s jaw tightened, his expression darkened. He didn’t respond immediately, his silence stretching the moment into something unbearable. Finally, he turned back toward Ali, his movements slow and deliberate, each step measured.“You’ve got thirty seconds,” Nathan said coldly, his voice cutting through the air like a blade. “Make it count.”Ali swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he tried to steady himself. “I - - I didn’t tell you everything,” he stammered. “There’s more... more you need to know about the deal, about who’s really behind it.”Nathan crossed his arms, his gaze narrowing. “You withheld information?” he asked, hi
Ali looked at me as if I did not know what I was doing being there with him, as it looked like he was not about to release any information until I played ball.“What do you want?” I asked, looking at him seductively, inviting him in with my eyes.He smiled and licked his lips, “You could offer something else,” He said.As he walked towards me, I pushed him back and he looked surprised. “You have been paid and one way or the other I am getting what I have paid for.”He did not like the fact that I spoke to him that way, and he attacked me. “See, there is no way anyone can help you with what is to happen to you as this room is soundproof, bulletproof and one way in. So without me, you are not going out. Tell me what it’s going to be?” he asked.As Ali’s hand shot out, trying to close the distance between us, I instinctively sidestepped, slipping from his grasp. My mind raced, the shock in his eyes only feeding my resolve. His laugh echoed through the dim room, low and mocking.“Impressi
As the car sped along, the hum of the engine was a soft backdrop to the excitement bubbling within me. Nathan handed me the contract files, and I noticed immediately that the document bore my name in bold letters. My heart skipped a beat, a mixture of curiosity and surprise flooding my mind.“Why?” I asked, my voice tinged with both excitement and confusion as I looked up at him.Nathan glanced at me with an unreadable expression before his lips curled into a small, sincere smile. “You’ve been with me through everything, Mel. As a friend, as someone I can rely on. I trust you more than anyone. You’ve shown me nothing but loyalty.”I stared at the files, still trying to process what he was saying. This felt like a huge step. It was one I hadn't expected, especially not after everything that had happened with Carlos, the mafia, and the endless twists and turns that had coloured our lives. But in that moment, something about his words, his actions, and the way he looked at me, made me fe
The boardroom buzzed with unease after Nathan’s initial briefing about the Sanchez Gang. The air was thick with tension, and several members exchanged glances, unsure of how to respond to the gravity of the situation. One of the board members, with a stern face and a reputation for asking tough questions, cleared his throat and addressed Nathan directly.“Nathan,” he began, his voice calm but laced with concern, “if this gang is disrupting our legitimate business and threatening our operations, why haven’t we involved the authorities? Why are we handling this ourselves?”There was a collective murmur around the table as the board members eagerly awaited Nathan’s response. The question was valid. In any other scenario, the authorities would be the first line of defence, and many of
The morning was brisk and filled with an air of urgency as Nathan was already dressed. I woke up feeling lazy and foggy. As I dragged myself out of bed, I saw Nathan going through some files. He was sitting at the desk, his attention fixed on a pile of papers, meticulously going through them.I could tell he was deep in thought. It was as if the files were magnetic and caught his gaze, as he didn’t even notice me. I pushed myself to the bathroom. We have a board meeting this morning and I do not want to be the one to make us attend the meeting late.When I emerged from the bathroom, naked, I could feel the weight of the day’s responsibilities evident on his face.I stepped out of the bathroom, the sound of the water still lingering in the air, as I wrapped
As we stepped out of Don Chappo’s place, I felt a chill run down my spine, not just from the intensity of the situation we were stepping into, but from the way Don Chappo’s eyes had lingered on me, low and intrusive. It was as though he could see right through my dress, and I regretted that I hadn’t thrown on something thicker.Once we got into the car, I exhaled and looked over at Nathan. “I know Don Chappo’s important to you, but he was practically undressing me with his eyes,” I murmured, a little unsettled.Nathan shot me a sidelong glance, catching my expression and smiling as he started the engine. “Don’t worry about Chappo,” he replied casually. “He can look all he wants, but he’s smart enough to know that’s all he’s getting. Only I get the real deal
In the quiet of the room, Nathan's touch felt electric, every caress filled with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. He moved with a kind of urgency, as though he was trying to make up for lost time, every moment between us fueled by a powerful longing. His lips brushed my skin, igniting a warmth I hadn’t felt before, and I found myself completely lost in him, surrounded by his scent, his warmth, his closeness.Every kiss was intentional, as he kissed every part of my body. Finally, his lips rested on my breast and his tongue carefully and gently moved around my nipples. I moaned“Argh," as I grabbed his other hand and placed it on my wet pussy. He gently clipped the tip of my pussy as he kept on sucking one of my breast intensified. Fast and gentle, sending the right kind of waves all through my body. I reached out for his hard dick as my heart yearned for him inside of me.He moaned “mm.” And I replied with mine “Argh.’ it was systemic as it was rhythmic.It was a questi