“Oh my gosh!” I was running late, and I knew that Pachi would be angry with me. I was already angry with myself because of what I wore under my coat and that I had to clean up my father who came in drunk again.I rushed into the grand hall of the Star Rise Hotel, catching my breath. Everywhere and everyone seemed busy. My heart sank as I noticed Pachi, my boss, who owns Café De Royal where I work. Pachi had recruited me to be an usher at this event.He waved me down with anxiety written all over his face. I thought the job would be a simple gig; greet guests, hand out programs, and smile, but as I approached him, I could sense that something had gone terribly wrong.“Mel, thank goodness you’re here,” Pachi said, he was very relieved to see me. “Listen, we’ve got a situation. The second caterer is absent. I know you’re supposed to be ushering, but could you help out in the kitchen? I’ll double your pay.”Double pay? The sound of more money always makes sense to me. With my tuition l
I looked up at the man before me and froze. It was as if my breath hung in my throat, and the world around me disappeared momentarily. “Oh my gosh! He is handsome”. I said beneath my voice. His body looked like it had been sculpted from stone with every muscle perfectly defined beneath that tight, fitted shirt that left nothing to the imagination. His abs looked rock-hard, his chest broad and powerful, and his entire presence just screamed ‘Take me in,’ which made it hard to focus on anything else."My name’s Nathan," he said again, and I swear my mind almost went blank. He could’ve said his name was Thor, and I wouldn’t have been surprised.My heart was racing like it was trying to break free from my chest, and for a split second, I could’ve sworn the whole mess with Carlos and Lisa faded away. But I forced myself to pull it together. Focus, Mel!“I... I’m okay,” I said. I didn’t trust myself to say more. If I kept talking, I might’ve said something ridiculous.Without waiting for
I stood there, still trying to make sense of everything. He walked over to the corner of the room and pressed a button on a sleek control panel immediately the room was filled with a soft, sensual melody.He turned, his eyes locking onto mine, and pulled out a chair and placed it in the center of the room, facing me. The faint light cast shadows that danced across his chiseled features, making him look even more dangerous and enticing."Come here," he said, as he sat on the chair.I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest, unable to move or speak. It felt like I was caught up in a dream, and Nathan was the dream’s master.He leaned back in the chair, his gaze never leaving mine. "I’ll ask you again," he said, his voice a smooth command. "Strip for me."My breathing became difficult. My mind was waving to and fro, trying to process the audacity of his request, the magnetic pull I felt towards him, and the conflict tearing at my insides. I stared at him, dazed and uncertain.I opene
Nathan walked slowly ahead, confidently. I followed, my heart racing with each step, but my mind was blank. Behind us, I could hear Carlos’ voice rising, desperate and furious.“Mel! Mel, wait!” Carlos shouted, his voice cutting through the noise of the street. I kept moving, refusing to look back. I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of turning around. Not after what he did.Suddenly, I felt a force tugging at my arm, and I stumbled slightly. Carlos had caught up, his grip tight and desperate. “Mel, please - -”Before he could finish, one of Nathan’s guards, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, stepped in with lightning speed. The guard grabbed Carlos by the shoulder, pulling him back with surprising strength, his expression cold and unflinching.“Let her go,” the guard said firmly, his voice low but commanding.Carlos struggled for a moment, his eyes wide with frustration and anger, but he was no match for the guard’s strength. “Get your hands off me! This is between
As I stood there, shocked and embarrassed, the woman’s voice cut through the room like a knife. "This is an office," she snapped, her eyes narrowing as she stared at me with the utmost disgust. "I suggest you stop slutting around with my husband."Husband? My heart sank. Nathan never once mentioned he was married. I was mortified, and the shame washed over me in waves. He looked at me with pity, I couldn’t look back, not to him and not to anyone as my gaze was on the floor.I wanted to escape from the scene and disappear, but Nathan’s grip tightened on my arm before I could move. He stepped forward, his voice dangerously calm but filled with authority."I am not your husband, and you will treat my guest with the respect she deserves," Nathan said, each word cutting through the tension like thunder. His gaze was locked on her, firm and powerful. “If you can’t manage that, I will personally have you thrown out of this building.”The woman looked taken aback, her confidence wavered under
Nathan took me to one of the most exclusive and luxurious hotels in town. The moment we stepped out of his sleek car, I could feel the sudden change in the air. Heads turned, and it was clear that people recognized him. The way the staff greeted him, with respect and admiration, made me feel like I was stepping into a different world, one filled with luxury and privilege. I had never felt this important before, not like this.The grand lobby, adorned with marble floors and glittering chandeliers, felt like something out of a movie. As we were escorted to our table, I couldn’t help but notice the glances people gave us, as though wondering who I was. The way Nathan carried himself with such ease, it was clear this wasn’t his first time here. His confidence made me feel special like I belonged by his side. I felt like I was some sort of goddess and I walked majestically after him.When we finally sat down at our table, with a stunning view of the city’s skyline, the atmosphere shifted
Pachi’s face turned pale as Nathan’s words hung in the air. His usual swagger seemed to evaporate, leaving him fumbling for a response. "N-Nathan," he stammered, trying to regain his composure. "Our business - - of course, but - - uh... I didn’t expect you’d come here. I mean, this is… just a small café…"Nathan raised an eyebrow, his cool demeanour unchanged. "I go where I want, Pachi." His voice was smooth, and authoritative, as though he wasn’t just talking about the café, but about life itself. "Now, let’s not make this complicated."He gestured toward me, his hand light but commanding on the small of my back, and began guiding me to the VIP section of the café. I followed, a bit dazed, while Pachi stood there, rooted to the spot, still trying to gather himsel
Nathan leaned back in his chair, calm as ever, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his lips. He glanced at me, waiting for my reaction, his eyes glinting with amusement as if this were all just another game.I slowly lifted the cup to my lips, taking a small, deliberate sip of the coffee, savouring the moment. All eyes were on us now.I could see that. Lisa was still trembling, Pachi was frozen in the corner, Carlos was fuming with rage and I clearly do not understand why, though I loved itMy Nathan, as always, was calm and in control. He looked at Carlos as if he was not there. “Hope you are enjoying yourself? I want you to be comfortable and make sure you are not disturbed in any way.”I loo
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