Amelia I lay on my bed, lost in thought when my phone pierced the silence. An unknown number flashed on the screen. My curiosity piqued, and I hesitated for a moment before answering.I waited for the caller to speak first.There was a brief pause before a familiar voice spoke."Amelia?"I recognized the warm, deep tone."Charlie?" I replied, a smile spreading across my face.His chuckle sent a flutter through my chest. "Hey."I settled into the pillows, cradling the phone against my ear. "What's up?""Today's been stressful," He replied, his deep voice weaving through the phone lines. "I needed to hear your voice. How are you doing? And how's Misty?""I'm doing fine and Misty's good too. She's been asking about you nonstop." I paused, recalling her bright smile. "I told her you'd be back soon.""She misses me, huh? That's good. What about her mom? Does she miss me too?"I laughed softly, the sound barely above a whisper. "Sorry, Charlie. You're not exactly on her radar. She's been t
Selene I stood outside Alex's room, my hand gripping the door handle tightly. I peeked inside, hoping to catch his attention. "Alex," I called out softly, my voice barely above a whisper. He didn't respond. "Alex," I called again. This time, he stopped mid-stride, his head cocked in my direction. "What is it, Selene?" he asked, his tone impatient. I took a deep breath. I opened the door wide and stepped into the room. The door creaked shut behind me. "I..." I began, but he cut me off. "I don't have time for whatever it is you're here for," he said brusquely. I felt a surge of frustration mixed with desperation. As I walked towards Alex, I felt a surge of emotion. "Can you at least not talk to me that way?" I asked, my voice trembling. He stood still, his eyes fixed on mine with an unreadable expression. I couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance. Why did he have to be so impassive? I reached out, my hand settling on his shoulder. And my fingers trailed dow
Alexander "I'll see to it that the documents are ready in the next two hours," my lawyer assured me, his voice confident before the call ended.I leaned back in my leather office chair. A throbbing headache began to pulse in my temples.There was nothing I could do to cancel the merger now. Unless I go to Sarah but I didn't want to get her involved, yet. I instructed my lawyer to draft a contract. I planned on presenting it to Paul tonight at his party. I wasn't invited, but I didn't need an invitation. There was a soft knock on the door, then the door creaked open. "Charlie," I said, excited to see him. I have my plus one for the party. I'm sure he wouldn't say no. "I was in the area, I thought I would come and see you.""You came at the right time. I have a party tonight and I need a plus one.""Man, I'm not really in the mood for parties," he said, shaking his head."Come on, it'll be fun," I coaxed, refusing to take no for an answer.But Charlie's resolve seemed unshakeable
Amelia I stepped out of the restroom, the soft strains of jazz music enveloped me, mingling with the gentle hum of conversation and clinking glasses. Paul's party was in full swing.I made my way to the bar, craving a refreshing sip of champagne. My hand reached for a glass, but my gaze drifted across the room, scanning the crowd.My eyes landed on Paul talking to... Alexander! What was he doing there? Paul said he wouldn't be here. Did he lie to me?I saw Alexander glancing around and I tried to stay hidden from his gaze. I rushed to a curtain nearby and hid behind it. But Paul noticed me. "No need to hide behind that curtain dear. I want to introduce you to someone." Fucking Paul. What was he trying to prove?Dammit, Paul. Why did he have to notice me? Now he's going to drag me out from behind this curtain and parade me in front of Alexander.I peeked through a slit in the curtain, watching as Paul gestured for me to come out. Alexander's eyes scanned the room, his gaze linger
Amelia. 5 years ago. I scrubbed the bar floor, lost in thought when a voice cut through the silence. "Amelia Fray." I lifted my head, eyes scanning the room until they landed on the speaker. My heart skipped a beat. Paul Rodriguez stood before me. "Paul Rodriguez," he introduced himself, extending a hand. I glared, refusing the handshake. "I know who you are," I spat. What was he doing here, in this small Wisconsin town, in the bar where I worked? His smile lingered as his hand dropped back to his side. "I'm a big fan." He said, amused. "You made quite the show before leaving New York. It's been what? Four months? People still remember." I narrowed my eyes. "The bar is over there," I said curtly, gesturing towards the counter. He chuckled. "I'm not here to drink." "What brings you to Willow Creek?" I asked gruffly. His eyes roamed the dimly lit room before settling back on me. "I'm here to see you." His casual tone belied the intensity in his gaze. I sensed an ulterior
Alexander I stood there, invisible to Charlie and Amelia as they chatted effortlessly. I didn't force the issue, reluctant to disrupt their connection. Instead, I stepped back, creating distance.I retreated, stepping away from them. My thoughts elsewhere, I stumbled into someone."Fuck," a voice cursed.I turned and was surprised to see Henry."Henry!" I exclaimed, surprised to see him there. "What are you doing here?"His eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "I came as a plus one." He said."Do you know Paul Rodriguez?" I asked, curious.He shook his head. "No, but the person I came with does. What about you? I didn't expect to see you here."I hesitated. "I came to sort some things with Paul."His eyes narrowed. "Regarding the merger?"My eyes widened slightly. "You know about that?"He chuckled. "Everyone does. Paul can't keep his mouth shut about it.""Fucking Paul." I cursed under my breath."I couldn't believe it when I heard the news," He said, shaking his head. "I kne
Amelia Is this really happening? Dining on a private jet, surrounded by stars, with him. I would have appreciated it if he hadn't abandoned me like a piece of trash.What does he want from me? Does he want to offer me another contract?We were done eating and Giovanni came to clear the plates."We can move to a more comfortable section of the jet now that we're done eating," he said, smiling.His smiles that night were more numerous than I'd seen throughout my entire stay with him back in his mansion."Okay," I replied.We stood up, and Alexander gestured toward the rear of the plane.The soft glow of floor lights guided us through the luxurious cabin.As we walked, the sound of gentle humming engines and muted music filled the air.We entered a cosy lounge area, complete with plush sofas and a large screen displaying a breathtaking view of the stars.He settled into the soft sofa. "Come on," he said, gesturing to his side."No, thank you," I said, attempting to step back."Amelia, d
Amelia The second time tonight that I heard the word love. "I know it's sudden, I didn't plan for it to happen and it's okay if you don't feel the same way I do. I honestly don't want to ruin our friendship." "I'm... I'm sorry." I stuttered standing up. "I think I should go inside now it's getting really late." "Amelia, wait." He stood up. "We could just pretend I never said those words and the kiss didn't happen. Please, I don't want you to start avoiding me." I nodded. "Okay." I turned and left him standing alone. What just happened? Charlie's confession had left me reeling. And that kiss... What possessed me? Guilty, confused, and lost – that's me. Charlie's love confession echoed in my mind. Why now? Why him? I care for Charlie deeply, but romantically? I don't know. Two men, two declarations of love in one night. Is this some cruel joke? I stood outside Ella's door, collecting my thoughts. "Ella?" I whispered, knocking softly. "Go away!" her muffled voice repl
Amelia "Does Alexander plan on missing his sister's wedding?" Victoria whispered in my ear, her voice tight with concern.I shook my head quickly. "No, he said he would be here."Her brow furrowed as she glanced at the door, then back at me. "Then where is he? The ceremony has already started. He's supposed to walk Sarah down the aisle. Have you called him?"I felt a pang of unease in my chest. No, I hadn’t called him. But I should have."I forgot my phone in the car," I muttered."Please, find a way to reach him. If he doesn’t get here soon, his grandfather will have to take his place. We can’t keep waiting for him.""Alright." "Alright," I replied, though a knot tightened in my stomach.Alexander was never late. He should’ve been here by now. What if something had happened to him?I pushed the thought aside, trying to shake off the rising unease. With a shaky breath, I pulled my key from my pocket to unlock the car but froze when I saw a strange man in black jeans and a leather
AlexanderI burst into the room, my heart racing. "Fuck man, we have to get out of here now!" I exclaimed.Charlie looked up at me, his eyes filled with concern. "What happened?" he asked, struggling against the restraints that bound him to the chair.I scanned the room frantically, searching for an alternate escape route. "Is there another way out of this house? A back door, maybe?"Charlie shook his head. "Dude, I've been tied up for days. I don't even know where we are.""Fuck, fuck." I muttered a string of curses under my breath, pacing back and forth across the room. We had to get out, and fast."Your 'get- me- out-of- here' plan not working, huh?" he quipped, a small smile played on his face.I halted my frantic pacing, my eyes locking onto Charlie's grinning face. Irritation simmered beneath my surface."Wipe that fucking grin off your face, Charlie," I growled. "This isn't a joke. There's a man at the door, and I think he's here to take you out. If we don't get out of here no
Alexander I let out a sigh of relief as Sarah finally answered my call. "Hello, my handsome brother," her voice slurred through the line.I rolled my eyes. I'd been waiting for what felt like an eternity for her to pick up, and now I was met with her drunk chatter."I've called more than a hundred times, Sarah.""Really? Why, Alexander? Do you want to join my party?" Sarah's voice was laced with a playful giggle. "We are short of strippers. I mean, I have no interest in seeing your body... eww... but my friends seem to think that you're hot and sexy."I placed my hand on my forehead, shaking it in dismay. How was I supposed to have a serious conversation with my drunk sister? "No, I don't want to strip or be a stripper in your party. I called you for something more important.""You want to be among my bridesmaids?" she asked.I tried to steer the conversation back on track, but Sarah's drunken haze seemed to warp her understanding. I sighed inwardly. "No, Sarah. Do you remember wh
Alexander I steered my car out of the driveway, my phone pressed to my ear. "Hey, James, I need Mr. Thompson's address," I said, my voice clear and urgent.There was a brief pause before James responded, "Henry Thompson?""No, James. I don't mean Henry. I want the home address of Mr Thompson. Henry's father." I clarified."Oh, I don't have it but I could make a few calls." "Hurry up with the calls, I'm driving without a destination," I said navigating through the quiet street."Alright. Hold on." James instructed softly, placing me on hold.I drummed my fingers impatiently on the steering wheel, waiting for James to return with the information.I wasn't ashamed to admit that I was paranoid. I had to make sure my unsettling thoughts were at ease.My thoughts shifted to Amelia and a smile spread across my face. The look on her face when she asked If I was going to lock someone up. I couldn't tell her where I was going. She would have reminded me of how paranoid I was."Sir?" James' vo
Amelia"You should reconsider going to the bachelor's party." I turned to Alexander. He raised an eyebrow."It might be fun." I teased."I'm sure it will be, but it's not for me." His expression remained unconvinced.I knew there was nothing I could do to make him go."There might be strippers," I said with a hint of mischief in my voice."Since when have I cared about things like that? I'm not going." His unwavering stance wasn't surprising. Alexander's priorities lay elsewhere, and frivolous entertainment didn't align with his character."You could start now," I said playfully. "Some men go crazy over things like that. And it's a bachelor party. I wouldn't be upset if you indulged in harmless flirting or touch a few asses. As long as it's the only thing you would be doing." He smirked. "What if it's not the only thing I want to be doing? Touching ass only," He shook his head. "is no fun at all." My brows shot up. "Ass touching is not fun? Look who is talking.""Well, only your a
AlexanderI was startled as Amelia's sleepy gaze snapped open. Her husky voice cut through the silence."Alexander, what are you doing sitting up?" she asked gruffly.I hesitated before answering. "Just going over the document that was delivered last night.""You left me alone just to do that? Can't it be done later?" Her displeasure deepened.I reached for her hand. "I'm still beside you, Am. I didn't leave."Her words remained laced with displeasure. "You're sitting, not lying down. You're supposed to be holding me now, not going through some document."My fingers intertwined with hers, and I offered a gentle smile. "It's a very important thing. Not that you're not important. You're more important." I leaned forward to give her a kiss. Our lips touched and I pulled back.Her mouth formed a pout as she tugged my hand. "Then come back to bed and hold me." "Give me a few minutes," I replied.A playful groan escaped her lips. "Urrrg, Alexander.""Am, I have to do this now. This is abou
CharlieI slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. But something was off. My vision was obscured, shrouded in darkness. I tried to lift my head, but a searing pain shot through my temples, making me wince. What happened? Where was I? What's all this?As I struggled to recall, I realized something covered my head, blocking my sight. Panic set in. I tried moving, but my wrists and ankles wouldn't budge. They were tied to a chair.Fear crept up my spine. I shook my head trying to get the cover off my face. "Fuck!" I groaned out in frustration as the cover refused to get off.Memories flooded back – I was in my home, drinking, trying to numb my pain then... I blacked out. Did someone attack me? Was I drugged? How long have I been here?My heart raced, and I tugged at the restraints. Useless. Anxiety suffocated me. Where was I? Who did this?"Is anyone there!" I shouted, but my voice was muffled by the covering. "Can anyone hear me? Where am I? What is this about?
Alexander Amelia reached for a bar of soap and began gently gliding it across my abs. I felt a shiver run down my spine as her hand delicately traced the contours of my chest. My body stirred with anticipation, desire coursing through my veins. I felt her soapy hand wrap around my bicep, sending tremors of excitement through me. My cock was aroused and I couldn't help but surrender to the raw desire building inside me. "You have strong arms," she whispered softly. "Yeah. Too many workouts." I muttered trying so hard to keep myself from flipping her around. My eyes were fixed on her soft pink lips as she continued rubbing my arms. She lifted her head to meet my gaze and I pressed my lips to hers immediately without waiting for her to tease me with it. Touching my body was teasing enough. Our lips melded together, and our tongues danced in perfect sync. I grabbed her breasts and gently squeezed them. A soft moan escaped her mouth. My whole body burned with desire. I broke t
Alexander "Where the hell is he?" I muttered under my breath as I stepped out of his club. I’d checked all three of his spots, but he was nowhere to be found. Nobody seemed to know his whereabouts or remembered the last time they saw him.Well, except for a drunk who mumbled something about Charlie going out with a hooker. But I couldn't put any stock in the ramblings of someone in that state.I slid back into my car and drove back to the house, my phone rang as I pulled out of the sidewalk. I answered immediately, hoping it was Charlie. "You can’t just bail on me after agreeing to meet," I snapped, irritation creeping into my voice."I believe you’re not referring to me, Alex," a familiar voice replied from the other end.Shit.It wasn’t Charlie; it was my grandfather. I had been dodging his calls for weeks."Hi, Pa," I said, bracing myself for his rant.He scoffed, "Where are you?" He asked coldly."I'm in the office," I replied."What a nice lie." He shot. "I just called your o