Ryder's POV.We were gathered at Max's bachelor party, the atmosphere charged with excitement and revelry. The club pulsated with energy as laughter and music filled the air. Strippers adorned the stage, captivating the attention of the men in attendance. One particularly seductive dancer caught the eye of Logan, who sat there, seemingly disinterested in the provocative display.As the stripper approached Logan, swaying her hips with a sensual allure, she positioned herself on his lap, initiating a lap dance that teased and enticed. Her movements were mesmerizing as she ground her posterior against his bulge, eliciting a reaction from him. Unexpectedly, Logan reached out, gripping her hips and effortlessly lifting her away from his lap.I couldn't help but be intrigued by Logan's actions. In my wildest dreams, I never anticipated that he would reject the advances of a stripper at a bachelor party. It left me wondering what his reasons were for abstaining from the indulgences of the ev
Alex POV.After informing my friends that I wouldn't be joining them for the party, I enjoyed a dinner with Sarah. She had arranged a very romantic candlelight dinner for us, and I didn't regret staying with her because she looked stunning in that white tube dress. Only I knew how I was restraining myself from engaging in explicit activities with her over the dining table.As we dined, she kept asking about my day while I gazed at her beautiful face. We had engaging conversations, and I enjoyed hearing more about her. I felt conflicted, wondering what was wrong with me.A maid came and cleared the table."So do you want to have desert, baby?" I asked her."Yes, I love ice cream after dinner. What do you like to have as a dessert?" she innocently inquired, unaware of my preferences.I gently held the nape of her neck and pulled her face closer, feeling her warm breath on my lips."No, baby, I want to have you for dessert," I whispered, releasing her nape and tugging at the corner of he
Alex's POV.She was breathing heavily, and her heart was pounding loudly, so I could feel it on my face. But she didn't say her safe words.I lifted my head only to descend again onto her icy left breast. While my hands dug into the ice bucket to take a handful of ice, which I rubbed on her right breast. As I sucked her cold, soft bud into my mouth, caressing it with my tongue, I bit it slightly to make her scream in pleasure. She was writhing and moaning on the table, her body writhing with ecstasy. I sucked hard on it to warm the coldness of the ice and make it hard like a pebble. I licked her whole breast, sucking and nibbling on it to leave some red marks of my love.She became a moaning mess, screaming loudly and writhing under me. Her fingers digging into my hair pushed my face closer to her breast when I tried to pull away.I shifted my head to take the right cold nipple into my mouth and worshiped it with my tongue and teeth, just as I did with her left breast. I licked it wit
Logan's POV.I sat in my office, patiently awaiting Mia's arrival. I had called her here to discuss something regarding my upcoming trip, hoping to convince her to accompany me. I knew it wouldn't be easy to persuade her since she was a spirited woman with a mind of her own. Nonetheless, I prepared myself to make a compelling case.As the boss, I shouldn't have to beg her to join me on a business tour. After all, she was my secretary, and it was her duty to comply with my every order. However, Mia was more than just an employee to me. She was the woman I desired in my life, and I was willing to set aside my ego to ensure her happiness. If pleasing her required me to implore her to come along on the tour, then so be it.Damn it, this wasn't like me-making efforts to convince someone, especially not for a woman. But Mia was different. Just as I was lost in my thoughts, a knock on the door snapped me back to reality. I leaned back in my chair and composed myself."Come in," I granted her
Mia's POV.As soon as we touched down in Chicago, we made a beeline for the meeting that had been arranged by Logan's assistant. The meeting with the clients and the deal discussions took up nearly half the day. Logan had to pay a visit to the Chicago office, and it wasn't until later in the evening that we finally found ourselves free and returned to the hotel. I had made sure to book two separate rooms, determined to avoid any rumors of an affair with my billionaire boss.From the expression on Logan's face, it was evident that he wasn't pleased with this arrangement. Nevertheless, I paid him no mind and headed to my room. Exhausted from the journey, I indulged in a hot bath, which eased the tension in my muscles. Afterward, I slipped into my clothes and stepped out. That's when the landline phone rang.Frowning, I picked it up, wondering who would be calling me on the landline."Mia!" Logan's deep, husky voice resonated through the speakers, causing my heart to skip a beat. His voi
Logan's POV.I woke up and glanced at Mia, who was peacefully sleeping in my arms. It was a serene and beautiful morning, and I couldn't help but cherish the moment. Carefully, I extended my arm and picked up the landline to order breakfast. She must have been hungry after the intense activities we engaged in last night. We had kept each other awake, indulging in each other's company until exhaustion finally overtook us, and we drifted off to sleep.As she stirred in my embrace, her blue eyes slowly fluttered open, and she gazed up at me."Good morning, beautiful," I greeted her, gently caressing her cheeks with the pad of my thumb.A smile adorned her face as she replied, "Good morning."Curiosity struck her, and she inquired, "What time is it?""It's 8 in the morning," I answered."Oh God! You have an afternoon meeting. You'll be late," she panicked, attempting to rise from the bed."Relax, don't worry. I've already taken care of everything. They'll be coming to meet us at the hotel
Mia's POV.In the afternoon, I retreated to my room to prepare for the impending meeting with potential clients. The purpose of the meeting was to discuss the possibility of expanding Logan's branches by establishing franchises for his new product. I took great care in dressing professionally for the occasion, opting for a black pencil skirt and a crisp white top.As the meeting commenced, the discussion revolved around business matters, and, being the secretary, I assumed a quiet and observant role. My duties extended to ensuring that refreshments were available, so I promptly ordered food and drinks for the attendees.As the waiter brought in the beverages, I took the initiative to serve them in the appropriate glasses. However, I couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling of being under the clients' scrutiny. Their gazes felt insidious and suggestive, making me feel both weird and awkward.Nonetheless, I maintained my composure, wearing a professional facade despite the discomfort th
I was jolted from my thoughts by the resounding slap of Logan's fist hitting the table. Thankfully, it was a sturdy wooden table, not one made of fragile glass. My heart raced as I watched his anger flare up."Stop it, Richard," Logan growled, his voice seething with intensity. "And don't you dare approach her. She's an innocent and kind girl, and above all, she's my..." He paused, his voice trailing off momentarily. "...secretary. I've got her back. So don't you even think about laying a finger on her."Richard smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Why are you so mad? It's just business, Logan. We're not talking about the outside world here. This is how things work in our line of work. And you're acting as if you're oblivious to it all," he taunted, a mocking laugh escaping his lips. "Come on, Logan, I know you've always enjoyed fucking those girls."The truth hit me like a freight train, shattering the illusions I had foolishly built around Logan. I was a fool to believe that
Ryder's POV.The club was alive with energy as the weekend reached its peak. The neon lights danced across the crowded dance floor, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the revelers. The pulsating music thumped in my chest, creating an electric atmosphere that fueled the excitement in the air. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol and sweat, mingling with the overpowering aroma of perfume and cologne.Sitting at a reserved booth in a dimly lit corner, I was joined by my close friend, Alex. He exuded impatience, his foot tapping restlessly against the floor as he scanned the entrance of the club. We were regulars at this place, but tonight, our excitement was tinged with a hint of unease. We were waiting for Logan, our once dependable comrade, who seemed to have changed since his marriage to Mia."Ryder, when is Logan coming?" Alex asked, his voice edged with irritation.I understood his frustration; Logan used to be the first one to arrive, always ready to embrace the nightlife.
Logan's POV.As I slowly opened my eyes, the harsh, sterile lights of the hospital room greeted me. Disoriented and weak, I blinked several times until the blurry figures around me came into focus. There was Mia, her eyes filled with worry and relief, and my family standing by her side, their faces etched with concern."Mia..." I whispered, my voice barely audible.Her eyes lit up with tears of joy as she took my hand in hers. "Thank goodness you're awake," she said, her voice trembling with emotion.My family wore expressions of both happiness and concern. My mother's eyes were red from crying, while my father's stern facade tried to hide his fear. It was then that I knew I had to be honest with them about how I felt."I can't go through with the marriage," I admitted, my voice stronger now. "I love Mia, and I can't marry someone else."My father's face turned stern, and he scolded me, "You're being impractical! You have responsibilities, and this is no time for childish whims!"Befo
Logan's POV.Amidst the busy preparations for my upcoming wedding, I couldn't shake off the lingering unease in my heart. Mia's sudden resignation from my company had left me bewildered and bruised my ego. I had made it clear to her that our relationship would remain strictly professional, yet she chose to leave."Why does it bother me so much?" I wondered aloud as I paced in my luxurious penthouse.Alex, who had been helping me with the wedding arrangements, noticed my distress."Hey, man, what's bothering you? You should be on cloud nine with your marriage just around the corner," Alex said, concern evident in his voice."I don't know, Alex. It's just that Mia's resignation hit me harder than I expected," I admitted with a sigh. "Even though I told myself I didn't care about her rejecting me, there's this nagging feeling inside me.""Why do you bother? It is not like you feel something for her, do you?" Alex inquired. "Remember, you have a stunning fiancée, a glamorous wedding ahead
Alex's POV.We all gathered at Ryder's wedding, witnessing the heartfelt exchange of vows between Ryder and Bella. Their hurried marriage brought back memories of my own wedding day, where I had first laid eyes on Sarah. But after she left, things took a painful turn. I tried countless times to meet her, to explain myself, but she refused to hear me out. Her parents, adamant in their disapproval, forbade me from entering their home. It was absurd - I was her husband, not some boyfriend they could simply cast aside. I pleaded with them, insisting that I had changed, that I wanted to be with her, but they turned a deaf ear.Unbeknownst to me, Ryder had invited Sarah to the wedding as well. My heart filled with both hope and trepidation, praying that she would show up so I could finally talk to her. And then, there she was, entering the venue in a stunning peach-colored gown. Something about her appearance was different, and it left me bewildered. Her face was radiant, and I couldn't hel
I gave myself a gentle slap on the head to snap back to reality as Ryder approached. My father released my hand as Ryder stepped forward, and he kindly helped me up onto the small platform where he stood. He leaned in to plant a sweet kiss on my cheek."You look absolutely stunning," he whispered in my ear, his eyes traversing down my form before locking onto mine once more, filled with adoration.The wedding officiant, a tall and amiable man, commenced the ceremony. As he gracefully greeted everyone and eloquently explained the significance of this union, I couldn't help but steal glances at Ryder, wanting to savor every detail of his appearance.He stood there, a picture of confidence and poise. His eyes gleamed with joy and adoration, reflecting the love that bound us together. Clad in an impeccably tailored black suit that hugged his form exquisitely, he looked every bit the dashing groom. His short, dark hair was slicked back to perfection, accentuating his handsome features. He
Bella's POV.The sound of my phone jolted me awake from my slumber, disturbing the peaceful moment I had been sharing with Ryder. Gently, I disentangled myself from his embrace, aware that I was still unclothed, and hurriedly pulled the sheet to cover myself before answering the call."Mum!" I greeted cheerfully, my heart still elated from Ryder's heartfelt confession of love."Bella, what is going on?" Her voice carried a tone of anger.Confused by her question, I asked, "What do you mean, mum?""You and Ryder are all over the news, and your father is furious," she complained.My mind raced, trying to comprehend the situation. "What? I don't understand, mum. What's happening?""Where are you right now, Bella?" Her concern was evident."I am... I am..." I hesitated, unable to come up with a lie."Are you with Ryder?" She guessed, and I fell silent, confirming her suspicion."Why did you do this, Bella?" Her disappointment in me was palpable.Suddenly, the phone was snatched from my ha
Ryder's POV.My futile attempts to incite jealousy in Bella by meeting other girls left me feeling disheartened. No matter who I interacted with, she remained composed and collected, as if her emotions were impervious to my antics. Undeterred, I had to switch to plan B.I smirked as I thought about it because it was foolproof, and Ryder never failed to get what he wanted."Bella, I have planned a vacation for us," I called her while she was in school.I smiled as I could imagine her eyes widened in surprise."What? No, Ryder, I can't go on vacation, and, most of all, I have some assignments to complete," she replied, her voice tinged with reluctance."Come on, Bella. Mum is persistent about my marriage, so it will be our last vacation together. I am sending my secretary. Give her your passport. We are going to Switzerland for a week. Just me and you. I want to spend some time with you alone," I insisted, hoping she would agree."Abroad trip? You will get clicked by the media, and I do
I could feel anger and frustration bubbling up inside me. "Do you really not care if my mother wants me to marry a girl of her choice? It doesn't bother you," I asked, my voice trembling with suppressed anger.Her response shocked me, as she remained calm and matter-of-fact. "Why should it bother me? We are not committed. We are not in a relationship. You should get married, and your family wants it too," she stated, causing my frustration to escalate.Feeling a mix of desperation and vulnerability, I couldn't hold back any longer. "Bella, I want to settle down with you," I confessed shamelessly, my heart laid bare before her. I knew she might not fully understand, given her age, but I had to take the chance. I was willing to set aside my pride and beg her to marry me.Her response was not what I had hoped for, and it hit me like a heavy blow. "Are you mad? Ryder, I am still in school. I want to complete my studies. I want to make my career first. I can't think about settling down in
Ryder's POV.At 9:00 a.m. on a lazy Sunday morning, my peaceful slumber was abruptly interrupted by the incessant ringing of my phone. I groggily reached for it, wondering who could possibly be disturbing me at this ungodly hour. To my delight, Bella stirred in my arms, her tiny meows adding a touch of charm to the waking chaos.I carefully placed Bella on the pillow, ensuring her continued comfort, before reluctantly sitting up to answer the call. The screen displayed my mother's face, which meant it was likely to be something important. I swiped the answer button and, slipping my feet into slippers, made my way to the balcony, hoping to maintain some tranquility around Bella's sleeping form."Hey mum! What's up? Why did you have to call so early on a Sunday morning?" I questioned, attempting to sound both concerned and slightly annoyed."Ryder, I've sent some pictures of the daughters from reputable families to your number. Take a look and choose one of them. I'll set up a date for