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Miles I paced my office, my jaw tight, my chest burning with impatience. The flight was booked. The bags were packed. I was ready to get on my jet and drag her back to my world where she belonged.But I couldn’t. Not yet.“Next week,” Isaac repeated, his voice steady but firm. “You can’t leave until after the shareholders’ meeting. It’s too important to miss.”“Reschedule it,” I snapped, my fists clenching at my sides. “I need to be in Boston.”Isaac didn’t flinch. He never did. “This meeting has been set for months. Moving it now would look unstable. We can’t afford that, not with the merger on the line.”I slammed my fist on the desk, the crack in my glass widening, a piece chipping off and clattering onto the wood. “Damn it.”“She’s not going anywhere,” Isaac said, his voice calm, annoyingly reasonable. “You’ve waited this long. One more week won’t kill you.”My chest tightened, the image of her in his arms flashing before my eyes. His hands on her. His mouth... I squeezed my eyes
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Cheryl It was finally time to go home.Reuben and I talked yesterday. We didn’t exactly end things, but we didn’t make anything official either. We both knew the distance would be brutal, and we didn’t want to waste each other’s time. He assured me that things would be fine.I wanted to believe him.Until he found out the truth—that Mr. Han wasn’t my foster dad. He was my husband.I still can’t forget the look on his face. The way his eyes had widened in shock, his mouth opening and closing like he was trying to find the right words but couldn’t.It was a mess.I don’t blame him. I should’ve told him sooner. But it’s too late now.All I can do is leave Boston behind. Return to Mr. Han like the past three months didn’t happen. Like I didn’t spend my days laughing with someone else, feeling things I shouldn’t have felt. Like I didn’t let myself get swept away by someone who wasn’t him.It was good while it lasted. I learned a lot.But in the end, I still wanted my Mr. Han.I still want
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Cheryl We arrived at Tonyhan, the sprawling, glass-walled building I had missed so much. It stood tall and gleaming, just as I remembered, a beacon of familiarity that made my heart race with anticipation.I didn’t wait for Chris to open the door. I barely registered his presence. I jumped out of the car, my legs moving on their own as I sprinted through the front doors, my footsteps echoing through the marble lobby. I flew past the reception desk, ignoring the curious glances from the staff, and slammed my hand against the elevator button.Come on. Come on.The elevator doors opened, and I stepped inside, my heart hammering in my chest. Excitement coursed through my veins, bubbling over as I leaned against the wall, trying to catch my breath.I was finally back. Back where I belonged.I couldn’t wait to see him.I couldn’t wait to see Mr. Han.I’d jump into his arms, feel his hands wrap around me, hear his deep voice in my ear as he called me his. I’d tell him that I was back, that
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Miles “Get the hell out,” I snapped, stepping away from the prickly blonde and tossing her the cash. It scattered across the floor, crumpled and dirty, just like this stupid plan.I was too damn old to be playing these childish games, but I wanted Cheryl to feel exactly how I felt when I saw that idiot kiss her.“Mr. Han, I thought—”I shot her a glare that cut her off mid-sentence. “You got your money. Leave.”She rolled her eyes, snatching her purse before stomping out. Good riddance.The room was suffocating. I yanked at my collar, needing air, needing space. I was being stupid, I knew that, but the image of Cheryl smiling at that guy was burned into my mind.This was supposed to make me feel better. It didn’t.---At home, I walked into the dining room, already loosening my tie. Dinner was being served, and Cheryl was at her usual spot at the end of the table. Her favorite place.She looked smaller somehow, more fragile. Her eyes were puffy, and she wouldn’t look at me.“How was
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Cheryl “Gavin, do you know if Mr. Han came to see me in Boston?” I asked.We were leaning against the railing outside one of Han’s hotels, the cold breeze playing with our hair.“Ahh, I knew there was a reason you’ve been spending so much time with me!” Gavin laughed.“C’mon, I love spending time with you,” I rolled my eyes. “I just really need to know, y’know? In case Mr. Han decides to divorce me and send me back to my parents.” I sighed dramatically.“No, he’d never do that,” Gavin said.“So he did come to Boston?” I asked, watching his expression closely.Gavin nodded. “Saw you kiss some boy at a frat party.”Oh my God. I knew it.“So he didn’t actually kiss Dia—he just wanted to get back at me.” The realization sank in with a weighty sigh.“Yeah,” Gavin nodded. “You really hurt the lad, Cheryl.”Omg. I didn’t mean to.A deep wave of guilt crashed over me. My chest felt tight as I spotted Mr. Han walking toward the lounge with Isaac. Without thinking, I ran straight to him, grabb
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MilesI waited, eyes fixed on the entrance, barely paying attention to whatever Mrs. Crown was saying. I hummed at intervals, pretending to be engaged, but my thoughts were elsewhere. If I was this restless, I could only imagine how Cheryl was going to handle tonight.I swapped my empty glass of champagne for a full one, checking my watch again. She's late. And that's already one of her points gone—losing before she even started."Are you waiting for someone?" Mrs. Crown asked, clearly noticing my impatience."Hmm?" I turned to her with a polite smile. "Yes. My wife."Her eyes widened in shock.It was no secret that I was married, but since Cheryl had never attended an event with me, rumors had spread. Some claimed my wedding was a PR stunt. Others suggested my wife was too unattractive to be seen in public. I didn't care about any of it. The only reason I ever acknowledged my marriage in public was to keep certain women—married and single—from throwing themselves at me.I lifted my g
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Miles I pulled open the car door for Cheryl, and she slipped inside. Chris drove us home."You did great, in case you were wondering," I said."Oh, I wasn't wondering," she replied confidently. "I know I did great."I smirked. Cocky little thing.We walked into the house and had dinner together before heading upstairs. I took a shower in my room, changed into something comfortable, and stepped out of my closet to find Cheryl already buried under my duvet.Right. I almost forgot—we had to sleep next to each other now.Sliding into bed beside her, I glanced over. Her skin was like milk, smooth and soft under the dim light. Her nightdress did little to conceal the way her breasts threatened to spill out, her hair scattered across the pillows like a damn invitation."Mr. Han," she broke the silence, staring at the ceiling.I raised a brow. "I thought you weren’t allowed to call me that. Have you forgotten already?"She hummed. "I did. It feels weird to call you baby or Miles when we're a
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Miles My fingers trailed slowly up her toned belly before I pinched both of her erect nipples, rolling them between my fingers. Fuck. I wanted those sensitive buds in my mouth, wanted to feel them squashed against my chest.Our eyes met—hers hazy with desire, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She was aroused.I pushed her wet hair behind her ears, my hands sliding up to cup her face. Tilting her head up, I kissed her again, hard and deep. Kissing her was intoxicating—I couldn’t get enough. I needed more. I could drown in her lips and never come up for air.My hands wandered down to her waist, gripping her firmly before lifting her. She wrapped her legs around my torso, my cock pressing dangerously close to her warm, soaked pussy. Pressing her back against the cool, wet tiles, I held her up effortlessly, my hands gripping her thick ass.My lips left hers, trailing down to her breasts. I took one hardened nipple into my mouth, flicking my tongue around the tight bud before sucking
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Cheryl "Are you going to be at my graduation?" I asked Miles as I climbed off him.He needed to get back to work."We're leaving that day, but I'll be there," he assured me, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead before turning around."8 PM. You have to be home by then," I reminded him."Okay, Mrs. Han," he replied without looking back, then walked away.I turned to the sales attendant. "I'll take all of them," I said, reaching into my purse for Miles' card.After grabbing a few more things, Anna and I finally left."Where are we going?" Anna asked as Chris drove us."To get a tattoo," I said casually.Anna gasped, her eyes going wide. "You're finally getting a tattoo?" she exclaimed."Yeah. Miles got my name tattooed on his arm, so I'm going to get his name tattooed somewhere... more interesting," I teased."Aww, I love that! Where? On your ass?" she smirked.I scrunched up my nose. "No, girl. On my side, right above my ribs, close to my breast.""Ooooh, spicy," she grinned. "I should
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Cheryl I hate that Kingsley wears a shirt with the word "SECURITY" plastered across it, like I’m some foreign princess in need of protection. We’re in the middle of a mall, for God’s sake. Nothing screams, Look at me! louder than an obvious bodyguard. But, of course, Mr. Han doesn’t listen to me.And then there’s Chris, walking ahead of me like his job depends on preventing me from even tripping.I turned to Anna, who was rambling about Professor King again.“Remind me how you got him to fuck you?” I asked, still genuinely baffled that their relationship was not only intact but thriving—even while living in different states.Even more shocking? Anna was staying loyal to him.I needed to know her secret. Maybe I could use it to finally get Mr. Han to fuck me too.Anna smirked. “I started visiting his office a lot—to seduce him, spend time with him, make sure he actually noticed me. He was cold at first, really dismissive. But remember that equation we struggled with? The one we agreed
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Miles Cheryl is such a baby. She’s been sitting under that damn tree by the lake for hours just because she’s mad at me. And now? It’s raining.Pouring.She was completely soaked, her hair clinging to her face, her clothes sticking to her skin. And still, she wouldn’t come inside.I walked over and pressed a kiss to her cheek from behind.She pulled away instantly.The book she was holding was drenched—just like the rest of her. Even her shoes, abandoned beside her, were soaked through.I sighed. “Baby, don’t tell me you’ve been sitting here for hours, waiting for me to come and apologize.”I walked around the bench and sat beside her, reaching out to touch her hair.She slapped my hand away.I exhaled slowly. “I’m sorry you saw whatever you did on the Internet, but it’s not what it looks like. Jenny doesn’t even live here—she’s in London. She only came because we’re friends, and she needed my opinion on something important. That’s all. Just a discussion over lunch.”Cheryl rolled he
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Cheryl We were supposed to be celebrating after writing the final paper of our final year in college, but guess what? Anna and I were heading home instead—because we had no friends or social skills that didn’t involve fucking older, rich men.Well, I haven’t technically fucked mine, so.“Did you know that sucking on a person’s tongue while kissing them drives them insane?” Anna said suddenly.I groaned, pressing my head against the car window. “I just literally graduated from college. I don’t want to learn anything anymore.”“Well, it does. I should try it sometime,” she mused, scrolling through her iPad.I frowned. “How the fuck do you even suck a person’s tongue while kissing them?”“You wouldn’t know,” she said, smirking. “All you and Mr. Han do is hug. And unfortunately, you have no past experience either.”I rolled my eyes and scoffed, smacking her thigh.“Oh, you don’t want to know the things we’ve done,” I teased.“What? Slept on the same bed? Because apparently, he’s being ta
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CherylI mouthed a quick thank you to the kind gentleman who opened the car door for me.“You’re welcome, ma’am,” he responded.Ma’am?Weird. Do I look that old already?Shaking off the thought, I walked into Tonyhan, memories of my first day here flooding back. I had walked in as a helpless girl—one being tossed into a marriage she didn’t want, one who couldn’t even afford to pay for her internship uniform.Now?Now, I walk around with a giant stone on my finger, married to a billionaire who also happens to be the CEO—one who, of course, adores me.“Hannah,” I waved at the receptionist like I always did.“Good afternoon, Mrs. Han. I hope you’re having a great day?” she said, her tone formal.I froze for a second.Mrs. Han?When did she start calling me that?Weird. Again.I brushed it off and made my way through the lounge to the elevator, my nerves creeping in. I knew Mr. Han didn’t care, but there had been rumors. Everyone knew I was his wife now, and the gossip had started.Slande
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Miles I woke up with a pounding headache. My body ached, but nothing compared to the weight in my chest.I felt terrible.For hurting her.For losing control.For failing to protect the one thing I swore to cherish.Why did I do that?Why did I get so angry?I should have been careful. I should have been gentle.Oh God.This is really bad.She’ll never forgive me. I don’t deserve to be forgiven.I reached into my drawer, pulling out the papers I had prepared, then made my way downstairs.When my eyes landed on Cheryl, my breath hitched.She looked… the same. Beautiful. Soft. Too soft for someone I had hurt.She smiled as soon as she saw me.“Oppa, you’re here. I was going to bring breakfast up to you. Do you feel better?”How can she still be nice to me after what I did?I ran a hand through my hair and held out the papers. She took them without hesitation.“I understand if you hate me now,” I said quietly. “If you don’t want anything to do with me, I get it. You’ll get alimony, anyt
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Cheryl Miles finally made it through the window, landing with a soft thud before sighing heavily."Cheryl, it wasn't me. I swear. I didn’t do it—it must have been my dad," he said, his hands resting on his waist, frustration evident in his expression.My phone dinged.Anna.I opened the message and saw more photos. One of me walking out of the restaurant, captioned: Girl, you look so hot.Another one showed Miles smashing a camera.I giggled. That was kind of hot.Miles exhaled deeply. "Please, let’s go home," he said, sounding tired.I liked seeing him like this—frustrated, exasperated, desperate for me.Pressing my lips together, I slid onto the couch and turned off the lights. "No.""Fine," he muttered, shaking his head. "But I’m not leaving you again."He sat on the floor next to the couch, resting his head against my belly.I didn’t push him away. Didn’t throw a tantrum. Just let him stay there.Eventually, his breathing slowed, his body relaxing. He fell asleep like that, his f
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Cheryl “Hi, Chris,” I said, slipping into the backseat. He had come to pick me up for my dinner with Mr. Han.“Cheryl,” he acknowledged curtly and started driving.I shook my head.Weird man.“Did you miss me?” I teased, watching for a reaction.“Absolutely not. I finally had some peace and quiet, thanks to you,” he deadpanned.I kicked his seat.Asshole.“Mr. Han is not going to be pleased with your outfit, ma’am,” he added, glancing at me through the rearview mirror.I smirked.Exactly what I wanted.The dress was a long black lace number, soft and delicate, with rich velvet covering my breasts. But the rest? Completely sheer. Anyone looking could make out the shape of my panties, the curve of my hips—every teasing hint of what lay beneath.When we arrived at the restaurant, I stepped out of the Tonyhan electric SUV, appreciating its sleek design. It was even better than the sports car version. As I walked inside, I noticed that the restaurant wasn’t crowded. The few patrons presen
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Miles I found myself walking back into the library again.I didn’t want to be far from her anymore.Returning to her cubicle, I pulled her away from what she was doing and kissed her hard again.These past few days had been hell without her.It broke my heart knowing my princess had run away from me.She promised she would never break my heart, yet she left me in the dark.She should have come to me. She should have spoken to me.I love her—every part of her. I can’t live without her.Panting heavily, I took her lips again, our tongues tangling, completely aware that anyone could be watching us right now. But I didn’t care.I pulled away, not wanting to scare her, not wanting to hold her too tightly.I’m learning to be soft on her.I’m learning to be soft for her.“Please tell me whenever I’m too much, okay?” I murmured.She held my face, her fingers warm and delicate.“You are never too much,” she whispered, running her tongue across those pretty lips of hers.God.I played with her
