Leah,
This was insane. Letting a man I didn't know stay this close to me.
"That's enough," I said in a firm voice, and he let me go.
I turned to face him. He was tall and broad. He was on a black coat that failed at hiding his powerful physique. His long, black hair was tied in a messy bun, a few strands escaping to frame his face where a scar started just above his sharp eyebrow down his cheek.
Even with the scar on his face, he was still good-looking.
His black intense eyes stared down at me as he took a long drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling out in a slow exhale.
He was Sam's type. She had a thing for hot sexy men who excluded danger, and this man excluded more than danger. He was the type of man I steered clear of. Yet, the way he looked at me like a predator does its prey, devouring me with his eyes, made my heart skip a beat.
He took a step forward, my heart hammering against my ribs as I stood frozen, his eyes holding mine. He reached out slowly, brushing a strand of hair from my face, his cold fingers grazing my cheeks and sending a jolt through me. He leaned in, catching me off guard as he played with my hair.
"They are beautiful," he murmured. " Your hair, your eyes and your..." he trailed off, his gaze dipping down to my lips, lingering there for a beat too long. "I want them."
I could feel the tension between us. There was something about the way he spoke that scared me yet made me feel a way I shouldn't. It felt like I was stepping into something dangerous without knowing. He was someone I should avoid at all costs. I slapped his hand away, growing angry at him for being disrespectful and for myself for letting him.
"Keep your hands to yourself!"
He chuckled a dark sound that sent a tremor through me. He was bad news. Real bad news!
"My apologies, doll. I didn't mean to get handsy." He said a mischievous smile on his lips.
He didn't look sorry one bit. If anything, his smile was telling me he was going to keep doing it.
"It's difficult to resist when something beautiful catches my eye," He took another drag.
I was about to express my disgust about him calling me a 'doll' when a man in a black suit interrupted me.
"Boss," the man called from behind the stranger who turned to him.
"There is something you need to look at now." He informed.
He stared at the man behind long before turning to me with a smirk. "I'd love to continue our conversation, but I have to leave now."
"Whatever." I rolled my eyes and turned to leave.
"See you next time, doll," he said, and I turned to glare at him.
"Don't call me that!" I warned, and he chuckled.
"Be careful not to fall, I won't be able to catch you." He shouted behind me.
I could feel his eyes on my back as I walked away. Those intense black eyes that felt like they could shoot a hole through me followed me until I left the parking lot.
I hated Mondays. They were the most stressful and demanding day of the week, and today just had to be the board of directors' meeting.
"...we dominated the market not only in this city but several other cities surpassing last year's sales over the past quarter," I concluded, and the board members, started clapping, smiling, and nodding to me
"A 15% increase in revenue compared to last year this same period is wild, Leah. I am glad we made the right choice choosing you." The chairman said with a wink.
He looked more pleased than everyone in the room as he stood up clapping. I felt satisfied with the result of my hard work. I made a promise when I was chosen not to mess up and make sure the Chairman was not disappointed in me, even though I doubt he would ever be.
After the meeting, the Chairman approached me with a warm smile as I gathered the documents before me. I returned the smile, turning to face him.
"Should we have lunch together, Mrs. COO?" he teased, and I chuckled, shaking my head.
"I'd love to, Mr. Chairman, but I made plans for lunch with a friend today."
He feigned hurt, placing his hand over his heart. "Do I now need to make an appointment to have lunch with my daughter?"
"Stop being dramatic, Dad." I laughed, stepping forward to hug him.
He returned the hug, planting a kiss on my forehead.
"Let's have lunch together tomorrow, okay?"
"Not tomorrow, honey."
"Why?" I pulled back, with a furrowed brow.
"There is someone I need to meet tomorrow." He sighed, his expression turning serious. "What of Friday night?"
"Yeah, cool with me. Should I invite Mom and Ivy?"
He rubbed his forehead, contemplating his reply.
"As long as she comes willingly."
I drove to the cafe nearest to the company where I and Sam always had lunch whenever she had something to do close by.
"Bitch! Over here!" Sam screamed, waving her hand excitedly as I walked into the cafe.
"Shhh," I hushed her as I walked quietly towards the table, the eyes of annoyed customers on us.
"Fuck them," she said, standing up to peek my cheeks and I returned the gesture.
"I have missed you," I said softly as I pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Me too." She cried.
"Why did you have to get married and abandon me?" She whined.
Sam is a friend I met in high school. We have been inseparable since then.
"Were you expecting me to get stuck with you forever? Go find yourself a man to marry," I joked.
"Hell no! I plan on staying single for a long, long time."
"Suit yourself," I said, as the waitress came over to take our orders.
"So what's new in your life? Is your sex life still BORING?" She stressed the last part.
"Oh, I and Liam talked about it, and we are trying new things." I lied.
She narrowed her eyes, not convinced by my lies.
"What new things?" She asked, her voice low.
The waitress came back with our orders and placed them on the table.
"Can we not talk about this now?" I pleaded.
She stared at me concerned for a moment and nodded, and I was thankful. I didn't want to think or talk about what happened last night at that moment.
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I came back from work feeling tired and the last person I wanted to see was Liam's mother.
"Good evening, Mother," I greeted as I walked past the sitting room.
She responded with a sharp hiss, not bothering to look up. I ignored her, glad she was indifferent and not welcoming me with harsh words like she always does.
Liam entered the room as I was coming out of the bathroom. Our eyes met, and he looked away. He contemplated whether to walk away or come in for a moment before closing the door and walking in. The room felt awfully quiet.
"Hey," I said, breaking the silence.
"Hey," he replied. "I am sorry for overreacting last night. I shouldn't have said all that."
"Yeah, I wasn't very understanding, so I am sorry too." I apologized with a smile.
He smiled back and walked towards me. "Let's not fight again, hmm?" He leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on my lips.
It felt like things were okay, but they weren't. We can't keep apologising and acting like the problem was solved while it is still there, ready to rare its ugly face at any moment.
"We still need to talk about..." I started when I pulled back slightly, only to be met with a frown on his face.
"I thought we just resolved this?" he said irritated.
Don't say anything, Leah!
"Apologizing isn't going to solve it. We need to talk, Liam," I insisted.
His face twisted with anger. "Sex, right? That is what all this is about. Get on the bed and spread your legs let me fuck you!"
I felt a sharp pain in my chest at his crude remark. I am getting tired of this. If this is going to lead to a fight every fucking time then let's not talk about it again.
"Yeah, all I have to do is get on the bed and spread my legs. Is not like you would get aroused from it so why should I?" I snapped, storming away to the closet to find something to wear.
When I came back to the room, he was gone. Typical Liam disappears instead of trying to talk it out.
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I had just finished a sale's inspection at one of our departmental stores and was heading to my office when I tan into the CEO, Mr. Martinez.
"Mrs. Walsh," he greeted.
"Good morning, Mr. Martinez,"
"You are a little late today. That's not like you." He pointed out.
"Morning sale's inspection." I replied, my eyes darting behind him where a man too imposing to ignore stood, and I felt a jolt course through me as my eyes met the black eyes of the stranger I met at the parking lot yesterday.
His dark eyes held a mischievous glint as a slow, dangerous smile crept across his lips, and a shiver danced over my skin.
"I really admire your dedication." Mr. Martinez said, and I looked away from the stranger.
Mr. Martinez's gaze shifted to the stranger, whose eyes never stopped drilling holes into my body.
"Ah, this is Leah Walsh, our chief operating officer, and this is Aiden Kingston, the chairman's visitor." He introduced.
Leah,I woke up the next morning, and he had already left for work. He didn't even sleep in our room last night. Typical Liam, avoiding me after a fight like that, would solve anything. We needed to talk, and I would make sure we don't sweep this under the rug like we do whenever we fought.I entered the elevator, pressing the button for the seventh floor before stepping back. The doors were almost closing when they suddenly opened again. Someone had entered.The first thing that caught my eyes was his black coat. My gaze trailed slowly upward, over his broad shoulders, sharp jaw shadowed by a well-groomed beard, thin red lips. A jolt of electricity shot through me when our eyes finally met. My breath hitched, and I took a step back, my heart thudding in my chest.It was him. The stranger with a scar from yesterday who knew nothing about boundaries.The elevator doors closed shut, the space feeling smaller with him in it. The realization that I was trapped inside it with a man who clea
Aiden, "I'm interested in a woman," I said as I stood up from the couch in the chairman's office, adjusting my coat. "She seems to be working for you.""I wonder who that might be," he said, standing up and extending his hand for a handshake."He's referring to, Mrs. Walsh," the CEO informed from where he sat.A muscle in his jaw twitched, his grip around my hand tightening. Our eyes locked in a silent, charged exchange, then he chuckled, letting my hand go. His face hardened as he said, "She's off-limits."My smile widened. "And why is that?""She is married. And even if she weren't, I wouldn't want you anywhere near my daughter. "I let out a low, sinister laugh, my eyes never leaving the chairman's that burned with controlled fury. She was his daughter.His warning meant nothing to me. Her being married was just a meaningless detail. It sure as hell wasn't going to stop me, not when I had made up my mind, to lay my hands on that gorgeous body of hers. I won't hold back. I would t
Leah,Friday."Did we come for a family dinner or to watch those two flirt?" Ivy whispered, eyeing our parents.I followed her gaze. Across the table, my mother giggled at something my father said, her hand resting on his arm. I smiled and turned back to my sister, who wore a look of pure disgust. "Let them be, Ivy. This is the only time they get to see each other."She raised her eyebrow, folding her arms. "Really. Is that what you think?""What do you mean?""I came home last month to a scene that will traumatise me for life... right in the living room! Buck naked! Both of them!" She emphasised the last words. "I can't unsee it, Leah.""The fuck!" My eyes widened in shock."Yeah, these two old geezers are fucking each other behind our backs!"I turned to face them. "Dad!" I screamed, startling both of them.They jerked, like they have been caught doing something they shouldn't. I narrowed my eyes at my father, feeling betrayed. He was hooking up with his ex-wife behind my back while
Leah,"Let go," my voice came out shaky, and that was not what I intended.He clicked his tongue, his breath hot on my neck. He was too close, invading my space. Too close that my body was reacting too much to his. "What about our date?"I yanked at the door, trying to pull it open. "Let go, I need to go home!" I yelled.He slammed the door shut with a force that made me jump, my back pressing against his chest. His nose grazed my skin, the hairs on my neck standing on end as he murmured, "Fuck, you smell nice."I tried to step away, but he gripped my hip, holding me firmly in place. "Stay still, doll." He buried his face in my hair, inhaling deeply."Get your filthy hands off me, you son of a bitch!" I screamed, my nails digging into his hand.He chuckled, his nails digging into my hip and I winced letting his hand go. "That hurts, doll. I thought we were close," he brushed his lips down my neck and I gasped, my skin tingling from where his lips had touched. "Especially after our kiss
Leah,I was yet to realize the gravity of the situation I was in. I didn't understand fully what it meant to attract the attention of Aiden Kingston, a caporegime of the Kingston family. The strongest crime family in the city.A man who was under one man and above many others. Normally, I wouldn't be searching online for him, but the situation called for a background check, and the news wasn't giving me much. Heck, the news didn't mention anything about them being a crime family!They had everyone starting from the politicians down to the police and business owners at their finger tips. So it wasn't surprising that there was no article about their illegal activities.The Kingston family ran a hotel, club, and casino business, but we all know that is not all it is. It was just a cover-up for their illegal business. I needed to know who I was dealing with and avoid him at all cost, but who would I ask. My parents would become suspicious if I asked about it.It was frustrating how on g
Leah,Liam: I won't be attending the wedding with you. Something urgent came up! Send my greetings to John. Love you ☺️I stared down at my phone as I reread the message. I should have known he was going to do this at the last moment! He even bought me a dress and acted like he was so excited about going for a social event with me.Maybe something urgent actually came up!I drove into the hotel where the reception was being held. The name 'Ceaser's ' was written in bold letters on the hotel. It was one of the biggest hotels in the city, and I should have done my research before coming. That way, I wouldn't be as shocked as I was when I ran into him.The valet, a young man with a charming smile, took the key from me as I got down from my car.As I walked through the hallway heading for the ballroom, I ran into one of my dad's business partner."Mrs. Carter," the man with grey hair called.He was with a younger woman who supported him by holding his arm."Mrs. Walsh," I corrected the ma
Aiden,She moaned, fisting the sheet as I thrust into her, hard and fast. Her eyes were shut tight, her breast bouncing in rhythm with each movement of my hips.My eyes roamed over her sweat-slick body. She was beautiful. So fucking beautiful with nothing on. Vulnerable, completely at my mercy, and mine to do with as I pleased. I could take her over and over again and it still wouldn't be enough. I leaned in, brushing the strands of hair that stuck to her face aside. Turning her face to mine, I kissed her. She parted her lips, allowing my tongue to slip inside and I deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth before trailing my lips down her neck. I nibbled on her skin and she whimpered, her body shivering under my touch.I traced a circle around a small mole on her breast with my tongue. "Third one," I murmured against her skin, before sucking and nibbling on her nipple, making her gasp as she arched off the bed.I thrust deeper, and she cried out, "Yes, right there," Her legs moved to wr
Leah,My phone lit up beside me on the bed, vibrating for the hundredth time. The room was dark, save for the brief, light that flashed each time a new notification came in, or the phone rang.I was curled up in a ball, hugging the pillow. Every muscle in my body ached, reminding me of last night. I wanted to forget. To pretend it didn't happen, but his touch lingered. My lips throbbed from his kiss, bruised and swollen. I had scrubbed myself in the shower, trying to wash it away, to erase his touch. But the water did nothing to quench the fire he had ignited within me. A fire that had been extinguished for so long I had forgotten it even existed.I pulled the pillow closer, my arm tightening around it. A sob escaped my lips, but no tears came. I had cried all my tears dry since I came back.I hated myself for how much I had wanted it, every forbidden second of it. I submitted to him willingly, allowing him to touch me in ways I hadn't been touched before. Shame coiled tightly in my st