"Aron's point of view,"
"Mr. Fringe, Miss Grace, arrived." My PA informed me while I was waiting at my office door."After ten minutes, send her to my office." I responded while keeping my gaze firmly fixated on the laptop's screen.It's finally time to meet that mysterious authoress. Despite feeling giddy on the inside, I stifled my enthusiasm in the presence of my PA. After all, I am the only owner of a reputed multi-billion-dollar business empire.I've been excited to meet her ever since I learned about her, but my investigator warned me she is quite reserved and has strong morals, so it wouldn't be a good idea if I suddenly went up to her and offered. She undoubtedly would have rejected me. This is how I plan to meet her since I can't afford to hear the word "no" come out of her mouth.Considering her financial situation, I knew she would be devastated to lose her job, so I took advantage of her vulnerability and bought the publishing house where she worked.In response to my email from last night informing her of the new circumstances at the publishing business where she may continue her work,She stated that she would only like to see the owner of the publishing house and asked me to keep her identity a secret from the public.She should always be available for me, and I want her to hide herself from the rest of the world."Sir, may I come in?" An inviting voice abruptly interrupted my fantasy world."Yes, come in." I continued to gaze at the laptop screen.My laptop screen showed the 18+ articles she had just emailed this morning.I could tell she had entered my office because of the sweet vanilla aroma. I can't wait to see her, but I have to remember that this is our first meeting and act like a professional CEO.I completely focused my mind on her while gluing my eyes to the laptop screen.She must have arrived dressed in an extremely short skirt that showed off her gorgeous legs and a tight shirt with the top three buttons open.If I had to guess, I'd say her measurements are 34-24-36."Sir, I received an email last night informing me that you wish to meet with me." Although I am not drawn to the sound of any girl, I am electrified simply by hearing a woman's voice. Junior Aron started getting ready to leave my briefs. I need to temporarily restrain my lust. I inhaled deeply and attempted to restrain Junior fringe."What's your real name, Authoress Naughty?" I folded the screen of my laptop and turned to look at the girl who was standing in front of me."Sara grace." I felt as though electricity began flowing in my body instead of blood the moment I locked eyes with her deep blue eyes.I've never experienced this strange sense when meeting a girl before.Her bright cheekbones, delicate pink lips, broad forehead, long golden hair, and thick eyelashes made me feel as though an angel from heaven had appeared before me. I just kept staring at her face. I don't know why I couldn't break our eye contact, even though my brain kept telling me to check her figure."Sir, may I take a seat?" It embarrassed me to realize, upon hearing her soft voice, that I had not yet offered her a seat."I'm sorry, Miss Grace; please take a seat." I looked away from her face to examine her physique.What a long, blonde neck! I fixed my gaze on her breast to measure the size. No, she is not wearing what I had pictured her in. She's wearing a baggy sweater, so I have no idea how big her breasts are. Also, she wears jeans over her thighs.Why did she even bother to show up like that? If I had known she was going to show up to our meeting in that state, I would have included a note in the email about the appropriate attire for the meeting.To be honest, her appearance surprised me.Normally, the women that visit my office for interviews dress to impress, so I was expecting to see them in their finest attire.On her face, there isn't even a hint of makeup. Although her entire body is clothed, I can tell that she has a fantastic body just by looking at her."Please don't cancel my contract, sir; this job is really important to me." The sound of her voice again diverted my focus."Why did you hide your true identity from the public, Miss Grace?""Sir, writing is my source of income, not my identity." I am more eager to speak with her after hearing her confident voice."Miss Grace, don't you think that keeping your real name a secret is misleading your readers? After all, they have the right to know who their favorite author is.""No, sir; I completely disagree with you on this point. My writings are products of my imagination, not of who I am."Why does she not attempt to entice me, as other girls do?She is sitting extremely upright in her chair, and I never once had the impression that she was attempting to draw me closer to her. She did not try to lure me by biting her lips or flicking her hair, nor did she invite me to kiss her. She is sitting in her chair quietly, as if my presence means nothing to her, even though I am sitting on my chair just in front of her and my feet can touch her feet beneath the table.Did she not like me?"I will pay you 10 times what you currently make, Miss Grace, but I need one fresh 18+ article per day.""What?Every day, new articles?I can not do this." She listened to me, and her blue, almond-shaped eyes grew larger in shock."Do you not trust your abilities, or do you not require money?" I questioned her as I turned the paperweight that had been placed on the desk."I apologize for interrupting you, Mr. Fringe, but I need to speak to you immediately." My detective walked in and ruined the moment when I was almost finished encouraging Sara to sign the contract."Will you please wait outside for a moment, Miss Grace?""Yes, sir," she replied with a small smile before leaving my office.How awesome are her pearly whites? I shudder to think what it would feel like if she used them to leave hickeys all over my body."What was the important task for which you did not wait until my meeting was done, and why did you suddenly interrupt me in the middle of it?" For a long time, I kept my annoyance under control, but now that Sara has left us, it gets harder for me to do so."Mr. Fringe, I realize this will disappoint you, but please hear me out." He showed me something on his iPad screen, and I felt as if someone had stimulated my dick and then left me halfway through without quenching my thirst."No, at any cost, I won't allow this to happen." I quickly amended Sara Grace's contract paper, wrote up a new one for her with the updated terms, and put it in an envelope."Sara Grace, I fought extremely hard to find you, and now I will not let you go at any cost.""Sara's point of view,""You called me, sir?" I waited patiently for quite some time outside his office. "Yes, Miss Grace, you can come in." He kept staring at the laptop's screen. "I'm ready to sign the agreement, Sir." I began fidgeting with my fingers to calm myself. I was a little worried when he asked me to create a fresh 18+ article every day because I had to do a lot of research before writing the content. I was going to reject his offer, but a man interrupted us and allowed me to give it some more thought. The salary offered by him is very high considering the cost of my mother's medicines, my tuition fee, my apartment, and my daily needs. If I accept his offer, then in a few months, my financial crisis will be completely over, and at the same time, I will accumulate some savings for myself. Neil's internship will be over in six months, and then we'll both get married. By the way, there is no harm in accepting his offer; if I work harder on improving my writing, I'm sure
"Sara's point of view,""I don't know what to do, Neil, because that man is quite dangerous."Caressing my hair, he said to me, "Don't worry unnecessarily; everything will be fine." "But what if he tells everyone my real identity?""Sara, you're overthinking things; nothing of this will happen.""He won't be able to blackmail me like that after we're married." "I'm sorry, love, but I have to leave for my internship in Germany this evening, and while I'm sad to leave you, I promise that as soon as I return from Germany, we will get married." "But what if he reveals my true identity to everyone?" "Relax and don't give it too much thought." After giving me a forehead kiss, he left, leaving me all by myself. Neil has not met that man, which is why he is taking his words casually. But I saw in his eyes that he would do everything to appease his particular stubbornness. What happens if everyone finds out my secret? I don't ever want to sleep on the streets or spend days without food
"Sara's point of view,""You may get dressed, Miss Grace. I'll wait outside for you." The driver abruptly applied the brakes in front of a building. I looked at the building in confusion. I don't want to get out of the car, but his driver looks at me strangely through the rearview mirror. Even though I still have time to escape this unwanted wedding, I don't know how I'll end up getting away from the monster that caused all this misery in my life in two days. Hesitantly, I stepped inside the elegant building. I had never been inside such opulent buildings before. Every inch of the building is a reflection of the saloon's opulence and impeccable taste. Why did he send me to this saloon? He wanted to flaunt his wife in public, but it's just a contract between us. They draped a large, flowered white gown around me and adorned my neck with a diamond necklace. They finished applying makeup and tangled my hair into a French braid. Although I dislike having makeup applied to my face,
"Aron's point of view,"She made an effort to get free of my hold, but my grip was so firm that her struggle was ineffective. I sucked her pulpy lips until I was completely satisfied. Like an anaconda surrounding its victim, I want to cradle her body in my arms. She is finally here with me today after I searched for her for a very long time. I thought that marrying her would be like winning a war. I didn't believe in the cliché of marriage and love; instead, all I believed in was satisfying desire. If I want to win her over, I have no choice but to marry her. When I invited her to meet with me in my office, I discovered that she was getting married to her boyfriend in less than six months. She only belongs to me, so how can I let her be with someone else? I offered her some money in an attempt to get her to agree, but she turned me down. She surprised me by turning down my offer and leaving my office. Her rejection of my offer only served to exacerbate my already intense desire
"Sara's point of view,"Like a ravenous wolf, he was sucking my lips. I attempted to break free of his hold, but he had such a firm grip on my knuckles that I could not even move. I had no idea he could be so terrifying. Before meeting him, I had never encountered a man like him. He seemed indifferent to other people's sentiments and emotions when he was furiously kissing me. Just because I feel obligated to kneel before him doesn't give him the right to rule over me. I couldn't stop him from kissing me in church, but he shouldn't have touched me inappropriately without my permission. I got so exhausted from everything that was happening in my life that I fell asleep the second I stepped into the car. Or maybe I should say that I wanted to avoid him, so I slept off to avoid being near him. But when I felt a harsh touch on my thigh, I immediately opened my eyes. When I asked him to remove his hand from my body, he gave me a firm squeeze on my thigh. His touch has left such an unpl
"Aron's point of view,""Sorry, I slapped you. Aron, please let me go." Her tears, glistening in the red-hued room light, resemble a red diamond amidst the white snow. Her resistance to my physical contact only intensified my desire to feel her all over. Her wedding dress still blocked my view of her stunning milky white thighs, no matter how much I tried to open her legs by tying a leg spreader between them. I was trying to put her at ease by gently touching her, but she smacked me across the face, which hurt my man's pride. Sara's resistance only served to heighten my attraction to her body; I've never met a woman who didn't enjoy my touch. Junior Finge was quite excited to explore her pussy's depths. However, I intended to make her plead with me to let me inside of her. Once again, I lay down on her to feel her pulpy lips. I have no idea what it is about her lips that makes me want to keep kissing her. It wasn't even our kiss; I was the only one who placed her lips in my mouth
"Sara's point of view,""I wanted to touch his magnificent physique so badly, but he tied my hand. I want to feel his kisses all over me. Please come to me, darling. I can't wait to feel you inside of me. Please free my hand from this tight hold." He turned on the light and started reading the first paragraph of my written story. I felt uncomfortable exposing my bare body to him in the bright light of the room. Handcuffs and a leg spreader still bind me, despite my best efforts to escape his lustful stare. My thighs began to ache due to excessive spreading. My eyes lingered on his torso. His figure is undeniably stunning, with 8-pack abs, muscular arms, and a sparkling chest, but it isn't enough to make me drool over him. No amount of his attempts to make amends will ever remove the monstrous impression he has in my mind because of everything he did to me. I took my eyes off his body and looked around the room. It was unlike any other opulent room I'd seen or read about in the
"Aron's point of view,""I'm in pain, Aron; please let me go." She let out a piercing scream as new tears streamed down her face. I could tell it was her first time just by looking at her face and feeling the pressure in her pussy. I never imagined that a well-known author of sexual fiction would never have sex. That's wonderful. I have never been so satisfied with another woman. Junior Finge had never become that hardened before. "Sara, you truly are amazing." I tasted her nipple once more. She continued to cry instead of making a pleasurable moan. This may be a tough experience for a virgin, but it's not my fault at all. I wanted to be nice to her, but she preferred rough sex. She was wailing increasingly loudly as I vigorously pressed my dick inside her. Fortunately, I've already granted my servants leave; otherwise, after hearing her agonizing cries, I fear what they will think of me. Instead of relishing our first moment together, she let out a scream. I softly put my lips