**Third person**Lucas tossed the cloth to the ground before positioning Valerie face-up on the bed, legs apart.Completely exposed to him, she watched as he trailed kisses from her bellybutton down to her V-line. His hands pressed her knees farther apart as he stared back at her.Dark blue eyes sparkled with lust as he licked his lips a second before his head lowered and he licked her. She moaned out as a jolt of pleasure passed through her spine.He licked and sucked on the sensitive nub of her pussy, making Valerie's breath come out in short gasp. Flickering pinpoints of pleasure began filling her body.The more he sucked, the more the feeling increased until her moans filled the air. She lost the strength in her neck, her head fell back on the bed, her hair like a wildfire spread out around her head."Oh... oh..." Her hand gripped the sheets, tremors racking her body, her thighs trembled.Lucas gripped her legs, raising them over his shoulders and successfully caging her as he lic
**Third person**Valerie resumed work the next day, an unmistakable glow on her face. She wore a bright smile on her face as she walked past and replied to the greetings of employees. Most people would have attributed her smile to the fact that she'd taken back her company. Yes, it was partly that and then last night… She bit her bottom lip in remembrance.The sound of chairs scraping and cheerful chatter filled the air as soon as she entered the secretary's office. Valerie looked up at the entrance to see fancy alphabets arranged to form “Welcome back, Ashley.”Gabriel, Tessa, and some other employees popped some party poppers as she entered. Colorful pieces scattered everywhere on the floor, some clinging onto her clothes and hair.“What's this?” Valerie looked around, surprised."Honey, congratulations!” Gabriel cooed with a cake in hand. He moved forward to hug Valerie. “You did it! You're the new CEO!"Valerie welcomed the embrace, instantly feeling guilty for not reaching out
**Third person**After her friends left, Valerie settled into her plush chair, propping her legs on the desk as she gazed around the room. It felt so relaxing to be here, surrounded by the familiar sights and sounds of the office.She already had a lot of things changed, like Adam's stupid chair, where he'd sat to commit lots of atrocities.As she sat there, she couldn't help but think about Karen and Adam. She knows that Karen hadn't shown up at the office due to the embarrassment of their defeat. But Adam… where could he be hiding?Just then, there was a knock at the door. Frances poked her head inside. "Hey, new CEO!” She beamed.She entered the office, her eyes darting around the room and her smile intact. Her hands rested on her waist. “How does it feel to be back where you belong?"Valerie laughed, feeling a surge of happiness. “Come on in!" She urged her best friend.Frances moved further into the office, her eyes still scanning the place. "You know, Ash, I think you should cha
**Third person**Valerie walked into her office, her eyes widening in annoyance as she spotted Adam sprawled in her chair, his legs tangled around the table like he owned the place. “My wife,” he muttered as soon as he saw her."Adam, how can I help you?" she asked, her face twisting into a grimace.“Congratulations, Mrs. CEO,” he smiled. “You keep looking more and more beautiful," he smirked, his eyes roving over her.Valerie raised an eyebrow, striding over to him. "I can't say the same about you." She was standing in front of him now. “Get your legs off,” she snapped and then gestured for him to stand up and take the other seat. Adam chuckled. "I like this new spark, Valerie. This fierce nature…”“I knew we were meant to be from the start. But this whole new look you have... it has made me realize that you're the only one meant for me.” He paused and threw his head backwards. Then he looked up at her again. “The fact that I didn’t even know you were my wife and I was still attra
**Third person**The force of the slap whipped Valerie's head to the side, the burning pain spreading through her body.She curled her hands into fist and clenched her jaw, to restrain herself from caressing her stinging cheek and giving this horrible woman the satisfaction of seeing how hurting the hit was."You're a troublemaker and a disgrace to this family," Kate Harrison spat, her face twisting in rage. "What do you think you’d achieve by bringing down our family's name?”A muscle ticked in Valerie's jaw as she struggled to contain her emotions. “I'm the one bringing down the family name?” she repeated, her voice laced with sarcasm.“Yes, you're the demon in this house,” Mrs. Harrison fumed. “Even if you managed to survive, why couldn't you just live quietly? Why must you try so hard to sabotage your sister and her husband?”Valerie's laughter was bitter, her eyes flashing with spite. “You really don’t know why? Her sarcastic tone and response fueled Mrs. Harrison’s anger. “You
**Third person**The day outside was very bright and clear as still waters but Matt sat inside a bar, nursing a bottle of beer. It seemed like everything was falling apart for him.When he saved Ashley that night, it was out of curiosity. He'd been curious about what was so special about her. She'd been given everything while he was tossed aside in an orphanage. Then he realized it, her spark, and he fell in love with her.For the past year, it almost seemed like he had just one job—make her fall deeply in love with him first, before revealing that they're related. It would seem he did a pretty bad job.He lifted the bottle to his lips and took a large gulp.“Three shots, please,” he called out to the bartender. He needed something stronger.The bartender came over, his hair dyed a bright shade of red. Then he filled three glasses with the clear liquid. “Girl problems?” “Fuck off,” Matt snapped. He picked up the first glass, downed its contents in one go, and winced. He did the same
**Third person**Valerie showed up late to work the next day. She was just coming from the restroom after throwing up her entire breakfast. Taking her seat again, she tried to focus on the screen in front of her when a knock sounded on the door.Tessa stepped into Valerie's office when she answered."Hey, what brings you here?" Valerie asked, her voice friendly.Tessa closed the door behind her, her eyes scanning the room before settling on Valerie. "I just wanted to touch base with you about the Smith account," she said, her voice professional.Valerie had been feeling weak and was even about to go home. “Just hand them over. I'll check it out and get back to you,” she instructed.“Okay ma'am,” replied Tessa but she wasn't making any attempt to leave.Valerie looked up at her. “Is there anything else?”Tessa was playing with her fingers nervously. She hesitated before she responded. “I swear, I'm really sorry for what happened before.”Val frowned. “What's that?”“The party at my pl
**Third person**“Hello, sister,” Karen sneered, her eyes blazing with fury as she got closer. She reached where Valerie was standing, and without hesitating, she swung her knife in the air. Adrenaline coursed through Valerie, and she dodged quickly before any harm was done. “What are you doing?” Valerie fumed, taking swift steps backward, further into the room and away from Karen.Karen followed. “Come, let me show you.” She lunged forward and swiped the blade at Val again. Valerie scurried backwards again, her heart racing with fear as she reached for a pillow on her bed. She used it as a shield when Karen swung her arm in the air again. The knife sliced the pillow fabric, fiber bleeding out.“Don't you think you've done enough harm already?” Valerie panted, heart hammered anxiously against her chest as she spoke. She glanced at the bathroom door that was still shut. Frances was still inside, listening to her music and singing along loudly.“The fact that you're still alive means
**Third person**It was almost as if Valerie disappeared just when Elliot blinked. After dismissing the woman who'd come to talk to him, he looked up but he didn't find his boss.Damnit! He'd clenched his jaw and quickened his pace, his hand instinctively resting on the gun holstered at his hip as he rushed outside. Eyes scanned everywhere around but there was no trace of her. "Miss Thorne?" he called out, his mind racing. “Ashley?” He called louder.“Valerie?”There was no response. Immediately, he dialed her number… once, twice, thrice… until it was unreachable.He'd rushed over to some passersby to ask if they'd seen her… There was nothing. Shit! Just then, his phone started ringing. Elliot pulled the device out and stared at the screen, his throat suddenly feeling dry as he registered the caller ID—Mr. Stone.He took a deep breath and then pressed the answer button.*****************************Valerie's eyes fluttered open, her gaze was blurry and unfocused. She tried to sit
**Third person**Valerie's blood ran cold as she stared at the picture attached to the message. It was a picture of a small boy, no more than two years old. The fact that he was a spitting image of Lucas Stone had goosebumps erupting all over her skin—same blue eyes, jet-black hair, nose, lips, jawline…Val's heart rate increased. Her son was truly alive?“We’re heading to the hospital; Mr. Stone said we're meeting him there?” Elliot asked, his hands already on the ignition.Valerie nodded absent mindedly and he started the car.She felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins as she stuck her head outside the window. Breeze hit her face but it did nothing to calm her. She knew that she had to lose Elliot, and fast. As the car moved through the city, she spotted a convenience store up ahead and made a split-second decision. "I need to stop and get some water," she said suddenly.Elliot frowned and glanced at the bottle of water sitting in the middle of the car compartment.
**Third person**Valerie's smile broadened into a full-blown grin. "Oh, don't think it's unfair if justice isn't served for your lover's sister."Karen frowned, her eyes narrowing. "My lover? What do you mean?" What did this have to do with Victor, she hasn't even heard from him, Karen wondered.Valerie locked her eyes onto Karen's. "Victor, your bodyguard... the one you've been fucking.” She paused to study Karen's face—she didn't look so confident anymore. “But you killed his sister."Karen's face drained of blood, her eyes wide and her lips parting with shock. Valerie continued, "The young lady who took care of Nathaniel Scott."Dread coursed through Karen, her mind shifting back to the night Nathaniel was killed. He'd been with a woman, and when Adam killed Mr. Scott, the woman witnessed it. Karen had to silence her.A small smile found its way to Valerie's lips as she studied the horrified look on Karen's face. "So now, does it finally ring a bell?"Karen's eyes stung with tears
**Third person**Valerie woke up to a wet sensation on her clit. A shiver coursed through her spine, her nipples hardening.The sensation continued, and she was forced to open her eyes. She wiped her heavy eyes with the back of her palm and then looked down between her legs, where the source of the heat she was feeling came from. Lucas, with his head between her thighs, looked up, his tongue still whipping her sensitive clit. “Morning, babe,” he murmured. Valerie blinked a couple of times to clear her eyes. She arched her back and she cried out in pleasure when he slipped a finger inside her. “W-what are you doing?” She managed to ask between moans.He smiled and looked up at her again, with those dark, desire-filled eyes. Her cheeks flushed as she noticed her pussy juice rubbed all over his mouth and its surroundings. “I've always dreamed of waking you up like this,” she murmured, his voice rough.Lucas slipped another finger in her and began pumping, his tongue returning to her c
**Third person**Karen's face went pale, and she was silent. The officer spoke up again. “What will it be, Mrs. Smith? Will you rat your parents out to save your skin?”Finally, Karen's eyes flashed with defiance, locked on the officer’s. "No."The officer's expression didn't change, but her voice took on a slightly harder edge. "Mrs. Smith, we have evidence. We know your parents were involved. It's better for you if you cooperate."Karen's jaw set, her eyes blazing with determination. "I said no," she hissed. The officer pressed her lips into a thin line stood up. “Very well then,” she sighed out in resignation. “I'll ask you again after you spend a week in this shithole. I'm sure you'll have a change of mind.” Then she shrugged and gave Karen a wicked smile. “That's if you survive it. Because this place is no place for a pretty girl like you.”“Go to hell if you think you can scare me!” Karen snapped, trying to seem confident even though her voice trembled slightly.”The woman smi
**Third person**Wait… Valerie just stood still for a few minutes, her mind blank, her head spinning.A gentle tap from Elliot had her snapping out of her daze. She looked up at her robot. “It's fine, he's a friend. Give us a moment, please,” she murmured absentmindedly. Elliot glanced at Victor briefly, a warning flashing in his eyes before he stepped back.As Valerie's eyes locked onto Victor's, she felt goosebumps erupt all over her skin. The initials "VA" flashed into her mind. He was the anonymous person who had been helping her all along. How??"How are you...?" Valerie's voice trailed off as the memories came flooding back. The first time he'd texted her, she was literally about to enter Adam's office with a knife. He had been standing just outside the door. So she didn't think too much about him. He was Karen's bodyguard. He had always been in plain sight, but she never recognized him. Even on the yacht... he was always there. He knows about all Karen's plans; that's how he
**Third person**“I thought the reality sank in after you cried for help?” Lucas mocked, his eyes shooting daggers at Adam. “If I think about what you tried to do to my woman, I still have this urge to kill you regardless.”Adam's jaw clenched again at the mention of ‘my woman’. But he didn't say a word about it, he wouldn't dare.Lucas placed the paper and pen that he was holding on the table. “Sign them now while I'm being nice,” he ordered, his voice a low growl that had Adam forcing a lump down his throat. Then he removed his feet from Adam's hand.Adam cried out in relief.Using his other hand as support, Adam tried to massage the hurt one into shape, but it was numb anyway. He looked up at Lucas, “My fingers… I—I can't sign.”Lucas shot Adam a glare without saying a word. He didn't need to.Adam swallowed, and quickly, he picked up the pen with trembling hands and scribbled his signature on the paper. His jaw tightened when he finished signing. So he is actually divorced from A
**Third person**“I'll get you, I promise,” she swore, and then climbed out of the window, still flashing the knife in her hand.Karen sprinted to her car and leapt inside. Her shaky hands found the ignition, her eyes watching Elliot who was almost closing in on her as she sped away.Elliot paused to catch his breath, his hands on his waist as he watched the back of Karen's car helplessly. Then immediately, he rushed inside to check up on the women.He apologized to the frightened women, then he cleaned Frances’s wound. Afterwards, he called Lucas to inform him. And as expected, Lucas was fuming. ****************************Valerie sat on the hard chair, her fingers drumming on the desk as she waited with her eyes fixed on the door where Adam would emerge. An officer brought him out, his wrists cuffed to a chain around his waist. His eyes met Valerie's, and his face brightened.Adam looked worn out, his skin pale and his eyes sunken. His hair was disheveled, and his clothes were w
**Third person**“Hello, sister,” Karen sneered, her eyes blazing with fury as she got closer. She reached where Valerie was standing, and without hesitating, she swung her knife in the air. Adrenaline coursed through Valerie, and she dodged quickly before any harm was done. “What are you doing?” Valerie fumed, taking swift steps backward, further into the room and away from Karen.Karen followed. “Come, let me show you.” She lunged forward and swiped the blade at Val again. Valerie scurried backwards again, her heart racing with fear as she reached for a pillow on her bed. She used it as a shield when Karen swung her arm in the air again. The knife sliced the pillow fabric, fiber bleeding out.“Don't you think you've done enough harm already?” Valerie panted, heart hammered anxiously against her chest as she spoke. She glanced at the bathroom door that was still shut. Frances was still inside, listening to her music and singing along loudly.“The fact that you're still alive means