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
I woke up with the smell of food filling the atmosphere. I sat up tiredly and stretched my tense body and let out a shaky breath. I was feeling sore between my legs, and my legs still felt weak. I blushed when memories of the previous night flashed through my mind. Morgan and I had been wild last night, and it was now taking a toll on my body. I was all for his rough ride yesterday, finally letting myself go in his arms.Morgan's side of the bed felt slightly warm, an indication that he left the bed not long ago. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and got off the bed feeling dazed and out of sorts. Dragging my body lazily, I entered the closet and wore one of Morgan's shirts, deciding against wearing one of the many dresses in the closet that Morgan had bought for me. After yesterday, I had decided to keep seeing Morgan. I'll tell him about my health issues later, but right now I'll accept what he gives me and be happy. After all, I only have one life. I combed through my hair and left for th
Uncle Randy's POV I sat on the leather chair in my study with Alexa sitting across from me. She had her head lowered and was fidgeting with her fingers. An action she normally does when she is nervous or deeply thinking about something. “Alexa, you know I want the best for you, right? Why would you associate yourself with someone I had emphatically told you to stay away from and avoid at all costs? And when did both of you get so close? Is it because of the project? I should have known something was fishy when his secretary dropped you off several times at odd hours. Tell me, do you think I'm overreacting?” Alexa nodded at my words, looking annoyed. “Uncle Randy, you know I also can't lie to you, right? So trust me, Morgan is a nice person. The rumors are exaggerated; he's a very good man,” she insisted. Ha! Morgan Wright was a good man? Why didn't I know? The man is one of the most dangerous people in this city, and he had dealings with the underworld. Mafia lords were at his be
Alexa's POV I walked in the hallways, making my way to my bedroom, and let out a sigh of relief. Finally, I wouldn't be sneaking around to meet Morgan since my uncle now knew about us. It was so stressful to use Elise as an excuse every time I saw Morgan, and it was not business-related. A knock on my door broke me out of my reverie. “Who is it? Come in,” I called out, and a maid came inside and said respectfully, “Miss the gentleman is still waiting for you outside in the garden.” My heart skipped a beat realizing Morgan was still waiting for me, not even checking if I looked presentable. I ran past the maid and rushed down the stairs, making my way to the garden, but I halted in my steps when I saw the person in front of me. “Oh, it's you,” I said, giving him a small smile. “You don't seem happy to see me,” Ethan said. He said it as a statement. And I realized it was true; I wasn't happy he was the one here waiting for me. I had thought it was Morgan. “No, don't take it the
Alexa's POV I slumped onto the bed when I finally made it to the bedroom. ‘Morgan would not do this; Ethan is a liar,’ I chanted these words like a mantra over and over in my mind, but the suffocating pain in my heart was not subsiding. I pulled out the phone and scrolled through the contacts and paused when I reached Morgan's number; my fingers hovered above the screen. I could just tap on the screen and call him, but try as I might, I couldn't do it. I kept staring at the phone in a daze when the loud ringing tone nearly made me toss it away. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Morgan's number flashing on the screen. I picked up the call and stabilized my voice. “Hey.” “Are you okay? I hope your uncle didn't give you a hard time.” He asked; there was a tinge of worry in his voice. "No, I'm fine; you know no one can bully me,” I said, making an attempt to conceal my real emotions. “Yes, my kitten is very scary when she brandishes her sharp claws. I miss you,” he said, but I cou