[ZARA]The moment they were out of sight, she breathed in a sigh of relief. “Wow, that was close!”I frowned. What the hell was his deal?Deep in thought, I was pulled back to reality when someone called me again.It was the same secretary; she was facing me now. I blinked.“Mr Richmond is ready to see you,” she informed me, as if that was the best news she had delivered in the entire day. “Please, follow me.”“It’s eight,” I spoke through gritted teeth, holding back my annoyance as, obviously, she did nothing to deserve it. His boss was the asshole who couldn’t stand true to his words. “And now, I’m not ready to see him. Tell him I left.”I turned to wait for the next elevator, fist tightly clenched.“Oh no, no no no no no. You can’t leave!” she spoke hurriedly, almost panicking.But her words caught me off-guard just fine. I frowned. “What?”“I mean,” she paused, pushed the glasses up her nose and gripped the tablet close to her chest. “He’s waiting for you. And he already knows you
[MADDOX]After twenty minutes of a long drive, dinner at a fancy waterfront restaurant with a view of the magnetic Manhattan bridge and two flutes of champagne later, Zara Fisher was a sight to behold. Her guards were down, her eyes shone brighter and her laugh was noisier. Yet every single thing about her was such a turn-on.She was easily the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen in my life. So different from the women I was used to.All the women I’d dated in the past had a selfish and ulterior motive to be with me. Publicity, money or simply sex. None of them wanted to be with me for me. They all had their own narcissistic reasons.Which, of course, I couldn’t hold against them. Powerful people like me needed a good-looking face by their side. Not only for the sake of being accompanied to various balls and events that we needed to endure, but also, because after a hectic day of work, everyone needed a pleasant face to look at and a fine ass to fuck. It was a win-win for both parties
[MADDOX]“I had a wonderful time,” I heard myself say as I pulled up at the curb in front of a modern two-floored house.Zara was already working on unfastening the seat belt, but when she heard my words, her movements slowed down. She lifted her face to meet my eyes. And when that happened, an intense bolt of warmth sped through my chest and shuttled straight to my cock. It hurt to even look at her. How could someone be so beautiful? And sexy. And fucking hot.A strong desire to grab her by the nape and tug her into a long, intimate kiss pulsed throughout my arms and abdomen. I had to breathe through my mouth and look away, so I wouldn’t do something outrageous. Although the lust raging in my blood at the moment didn’t care about being reasonable or not. All it wanted was Zara Fisher writhing underneath me, moaning my name, while I fucked her senseless all night long until both of us were spent to the very bones. The thought of naked Zara did something wild to my senses. It made me wa
[ZARA]“What’s up with that creepy grin, Z? You’re frankly weirding me out.”After his one-day trip to Los Angeles, regarding a project that he recently got, Brandon returned home just before lunch. It was my weekend off. I helped mom with the morning chores, something that I couldn’t do during working days, and did a little grocery shopping until it was time for lunch.For now, mom was in the kitchen while Brandon and I sat in the dining room, patiently waiting for the surprise dish mom had been cooking since morning.The moment Brandon entered through the door and looked in my direction, he knew something was up with me. Well, let’s for a second here. Brandon too knew something was up with me. Mom had been looking at me suspiciously all day long with equal parts of relief and accusation in her eyes.Fine. I’d admit. After the intense sex with Maddox Richmond last night, I might have been awfully chirpy and grinning a heck lot more than what should be normal for someone like me.Well,
[MADDOX]By the time I left Zara’s home, it was already half past six in the morning. The sun had climbed, and the sky had brightened enough to get a good view of the peaceful neighborhood. It never crossed my mind earlier, but the locality was actually a decent place for people with families. And as if to confirm my doubt, I turned around to read the plate on the house. It belonged to someone with the last name, Stewart.Odd.I was determined to get back to it later when my body wasn’t screaming for a long cold shower and my chest wasn’t tightening at the thought of leaving Zara alone in the house with no one to make sure she slept enough after the all-nighter we pulled.The thought of her still naked under the sheets had my dick throb with blood scurrying down to it all over again.Honestly, what the fuck was wrong with me?I never stayed at any girl’s place ever in my life. It was one rule I followed with passion. One, because the thought of being at a place other than mine never re
[ZARA]“How much time more, Z? We’re already late!” Brandon yelled from outside my room.I pushed another bobby pin through the loose bun that had taken me longer than I’d like to admit.“Coming!” I yelled back, taking another glance in the mirror to make sure my dress looked fine. I picked up my clutch from the bed and dashed out of the room within ten seconds.“Will it kill you to be a bit patient?” I grumbled, glaring at him as I slipped into the heels near the doorway, an arm propped on the wall for support.He only rolled his eyes, not even sparing a glance at me. “Will it kill you to get ready on time for once? I thought puberty would bring some solid changes in your habits. Alas, all nothing but wishful thinking.”“You’re such an ass!” I shook my head, not wanting to get into another argument. Especially not when he already seemed to be on so much edge.It had been a month since I saw Maddox Richmond for what he really was. A top-class, over-the-head asshole who single-highhand
“What the hell was that?” I asked him instead and watched as he exhaled a deep breath and looked in her direction. She seemed to be in a conversation with a few women, her back turned to us.“Isn’t she pretty?” he said in a daze and I smacked him in the head one more time because, well, because he deserved it for keeping it from me.“What the hell was that for?” he snarled, clearly annoyed.“For having hots for a girl that hot and not telling your best friend about it.”“It’s not what you think,” he said almost ruefully, as if he positively believed he wasn’t good enough for her.“What’s the problem? She clearly seems to have a thing for you.”“It’s her family. Didn’t you hear? It’s her cousin’s wedding.”He meant she belonged to a super-rich family, the one he was there to impress.“You give yourself very little credit, Brandon. You’re successful, too. Her father is a client of your business.“Well, that’s half the problem. I shouldn’t even think about her. Her father might be my cli
[MADDOX]“What did you do to piss off a woman that bad?” My younger brother, Nathan, smirked, having the greatest time of his life as he watched me walking out of the shower after that crazed woman soaked me with a fucking red fine.I’d be honest. I fucking didn’t see that coming. When she stepped closer and leaned down as if about to kiss me, I got over my head as usual and thought she was finding it just as hard to resist me as I was to her.Man, was I wrong?But the weird part of the entire fiasco was I couldn’t be mad at her.I mean, sure, I was angry, and it made me furious that she would humiliate me like that in front of so many people, in front of my guests, and I was sure going to make her pay for her acts, but…after seeing her tonight, in that sizzling red dress with a slit running down her thigh, my mind was blown. I couldn’t fucking think straight. It was like another slap to my face, the one that stung even harsher than the time Zara did in my office. It was a brutal remi