JESSICA’S POV I gritted my teeth in anger as I looked at the scene before me. Morgan was in the driver's seat with that bitch Alexa seated in the passenger seat. When did they become so close that she was even spending the night at his main residence? When Scott had told me about Alexa Jones and I decided to investigate her, I had found out she was the heiress of the Jones family in Millennium City in Country A and a divorcee. But I didn't take his words seriously due to that new mall project in Millennium City that was won by Jones Corp. Had it not been for Morgan breaking his cousin's hand because of a Miss Jones who said Morgan was her man and Morgan deciding to teach him and his friends a lesson, it would have been too late. I have to pay a visit to the old master; I must tell him about Morgan's relationship with a divorced woman. Knowing him, that bitch is in for a rollercoaster ride. ~~~ The main Wright mansion, “You didn't have to bring me all these gifts; the fact that
Morgan looked very displeased, his face as cold as ice. He naturally took a seat on the lone couch next to the old master. “I have already made the wedding invitation for Jessica; since you so badly want her to be married in this family, I will let your wish come true,” Morgan said leisurely, making my heart skip a beat. My eyes widened in disbelief and surprise. What caused this sudden change and agreeableness in Morgan? Did he have a quarrel with that slut and see her for who she was? The old master sat in his seat and didn't say anything; he looked like he was deep in thought. “Grandfather, now that Morgan has finally agreed, should we put together the guest list and go call Miss Rosette to come and take our measurements for the wedding costumes?” I voiced out demurely, acting as if I didn't want to be jumping up and down right now. Miss Rosette was the best fashion designer in Ivory City. “What about putting cousin Joshua's name as the groom? The wedding could proceed in about
Morgan's POV I stood in the parking lot of the main Wright mansion and took a final glance at the majestic building before entering the car. I picked up the documents on the seat and decided to look through them before going to my next meeting. I raised my chin from the documents and looked at the rearview mirror, replaying everything that just happened a few moments ago in my mind. “There's a spy amongst us who has been leaking information to my grandfather; find out who it is and report it to me,” I said to Enzo, who was doubling as my driver for today. “Yes boss,” I already had an inkling to whom it might be; it seems I would be visiting the torture chambers soon. My mind drifted to Alexa; what will she be doing by now? I was already missing her. “You are in love with her,” my grandfather's words kept replaying in my mind. The idea of love used to be so foreign to me; it was something I didn't think I could be capable of feeling. From my childhood until now, I've been taugh
Johnson family's old mansion, I stepped into the living room and made my way to the dining room door. Seeing the several cars parked outside made me remember what day today was. It was the first Friday of the month. Every first Friday of the month, the members of the Johnson family would come together for a family gathering and share a meal together. My grandfather had always wanted the family to be harmonious. Unfortunately, it was just a wish; a family like the Johnson family was like the lion's den. It was destined not to be as harmonious and happy as other normal families. I had just walked to the entrance when I heard my grandfather's stern voice say, “Ethan would be coming for dinner soon. I'm warning you all to watch your tongues and not say anything unpleasant.” I raised my eyebrows at his words. I did not understand why my grandfather was doing all this and wanted me to take over the company. I have cousins that are capable, and my father was doing great as the current CE
A week later, I sat on the leather seat in my office and pulled on my tie to loosen it a little. All the designs and blueprints for the five-story mall in Millennium City were finalized today, and a meeting was held to discuss them. But my fiery little kitten did not show up; her stand-in CEO had been the one who flew in all the way from Country A to represent Jones Corp. I had been having a feeling that something was amiss with Alexa. She seemed to be avoiding me after our last meeting, but I had not been so sure since she always picked up my calls, but she had always been giving me short and straight answers and finding reasons to hang up on our calls every time I called her. I had sent her gifts and invited her on a date, but she came up with an excuse not to show up. Later, she stopped picking up my calls all together. It's been about two days now, and I had found it strange until this morning, when she didn't show up to the meeting, that she was indeed avoiding me. The under
Morgan's POV I watched as her face flushed as red as a tomato when I didn't kiss her. She had no idea how many times I had watched the CCTV footage of the front door, hoping to see her. Holding her hand, I pulled her onto my chest; her palms spread out, slightly pushing against my chest, wanting to put a distance between us. She was still sulking because of what happened, with her lips pouted. I wrapped my hands around her, pulled her closer, and muttered softly, “I missed you, kitten.” She looked up at me with her clear, bright eyes and batted her lashes innocently at me, and I felt her relax herself against me as her palms rested comfortably on my chest. I cupped her face and planted a chaste kiss on her forehead, making my lips linger for a while before taking a step back and bringing her inside the penthouse. I led her to the couch and made her sit. “Dinner would be ready soon; just watch some TV and wait for me,” I said and turned to go to the kitchen. “What are you cooking?
There was a raging fire burning inside me when Morgan's lips touched mine. I felt as if I were on a boat on a stormy sea, with the boat rocking to the intensity of the storm. I was sure my lips would be swollen by the end of the kiss, but I didn't mind. I was feeling so much lust and desire emotions within me that I wanted to experience more of it; I wanted to explore more of it and feel its core and essence. I couldn't deny it any longer; I wanted this; whatever I was feeling at this moment, I needed it. I realized I was doomed; I wanted to be at his mercy and let him explore my mouth and touch me in places on my body that were seeking and yearning for his touch as I helplessly opened my mouth and let him in and let his tongue dance through my mouth in a searing but hot kiss. Wanting to experience more, I mimicked his actions and returned them to him, earning a groan from him. My hands moved into his hair, grabbing fists full of it and pulling his body closer to mine. The intensit
The emotions I felt within me were both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. It felt so damn good and addictive that I didn't want it to stop. My hips continued to move as I grinded my now dripping pussy against his bulge, desperate for more feel and more friction. Morgan groaned when the tip of his cock rubbed my pussy nearly resulting in penetration. Holding the back of my head, his lips claimed mine in yet another wild kiss. I felt myself reaching my climax as the kiss intensified and my pussy started to clench around his cock. I moaned into his mouth and fell weakly against him as I had my first orgasm. I saw his eyes glaze over as I leaned against him as he stared at me. "Oh, Alexa, do you know the fire you have set within me? I want more of you; I can't seem to get enough.” “Then take me; do as you please with me,” I said, full of confidence. I wanted to experience more of those sweet emotions, so mouthwatering and addictive. “You don't need to worry, kitten; there's n