"Yes, you are," Claire returned with clenched teeth, ignoring her beguiled thoughts. "So you brought me here just to have my body? Is that what you want from me?" Her face turned serious."I never said that I only want your body, Claire. Perhaps I want all of you," Ryan muttered and deftly held her close to his chest, startling her. "Don't you want to know how it feels like having me deep inside you? How my real kisses taste, and all the things I could do to you?" he breathed into her hair, gripping her body possessively, desire filled in his voice.Claire moaned softly at the gesture, her breast crushed by his hard chest. "No, I don't," she uttered, her voice hardly audible. Ryan kept teasing her, sliding the sleeves of her dress off her slender shoulders, kissing each shoulder blade in turn. "Ah . . ." She tipped her head back into the hollow of his neck."I want to see them without this," Ryan muttered as he cupped her barely covered teats, no bra securing them, just the soft fabr
An immaculate white sheet covered her perfectly nude body, Ryan's arms wrapped around her. The feel of his warmth was relaxing, she mentally admitted as her strength was almost drained after the unplanned sex she'd just had with him.Did she really fuck him? She shut her eyes and quickly bolted from his cocoon. How could she allow it to happen? Remorse pooled in, but quickly got disrupted by the chirp of her phone inside the forsaken clutch on the floor."What?" Ryan frowned, sounding as though he wasn't ready to get up from this bed . . . And from this moment."I'm not sure what to think or feel. Should I thank you?" Claire muttered, sitting in bed while holding the sheet roughly to her chest, her back facing him."For what?" Ryan's voice was accompanied with a sigh as he moved closer. Claire could only hear him shifting. "Are you mad at me now?" He sounded sarcastic.Claire had no answer. Perhaps she was mad at herself.Without saying a word, she stood up and began gathering her st
Ryan was also gone, and around the same time. One plus one makes two, and she knew the two were together somewhere."I went out for some air, but I hope I didn't miss much." Claire forced a smile and stuck with the same story."Not really," Bruno replied, smiling back gently. "Let me just steal her for a while—do you mind?" He suddenly directed the request to Gena."Not at all," Gena returned with a big smile as Harry reappeared again with drinks. "Take your time," she told Claire in a whisperBruno led Claire towards the table where Mr. Stevens was seated. As always, the old man was extremely delighted to have her audience. He smiled brightly upon seeing Claire, and she saw him."I'm so happy you could make it, Claire, and you look very beautiful," said Mr.Stevens, and to Claire's horror, Ryan was seated just across from her.Why was heaven so busy putting this man on her path whenever she'd go?"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Stevens." She smiled, trying to ignore the distraction. "C
The new project was coming handy, having everyone at their toes as it seemed to be a very important client. Claire was inside her Superior’s office, handing over the presentation materials."I included the previous designs, as Lydia suggested," she told him without any enthusiasm. Handling paperwork was a bummer for her."This is good, Levy," said Nathan—a slender man, tall with low-cut hair. He was smiling, impressed. "But I have some bad news for you." His face suddenly turned mirthless.Claire frowned. "What news? Don't tell me you're not taking me with you."He'd promised to let her participate this time. What a fool she was to believe him!"That's exactly it," he replied. "Someone else is taking this project, so you won't need to assist me anymore. Sorry, Levy.""No, you can't be serious, Nathan," Claire snorted. "I worked my ass off for this presentation, just so I can finally get out of this boring office and do something real. Why are you doing this to me?"Nathan was sitting a
"Need some coffee or tea?" Doris offered, but none of the two obliged.The glass door swung open again. Ryan, Harry, and other three men entered the room. Claire's heart skipped a beat when she saw him. Harry looked a bit surprised to see her. He smiled subtly. As for Ryan, he was indifferent. He took a seat across from her, his eyes gleaming.The presentation started upon Ryan's instructions. He didn't botherwith introductions. Nathan began explaining the slides on the projector, during which Ryan's eyes were almost fixed on Claire, and she returned with a glare. He was distracting her, damn it! Always a jerk.By the time Nathan was done with the presentation, everyone was nodding in agreement while exchanging murmurs. Everyone except Ryan who stared at the projector with an unimpressed look. He seemed to be thinking, and Claire couldn't leave his eyes."I don't like it," he said crisply.All eyes in the room turned on him, surprised."Excuse me?" Nathan prompted."I thought it was
"Get in," Ryan ordered quietly, holding the car door open."And if I don't?" Claire retorted, glaring menacingly at him.He smirked. "If you don't I'll kidnap you. And I'm not bluffing," he replied, his voice casual yet demanding."Oh? I'd love to see you try," Claire uttered, challenging him.Ryan broke into giggles, certainly finding her amusing. "Claire, I'm not in the mood to play with you in the parking lot. Just get in the car and let's talk.""We have nothing to talk about, though, do we?" Claire insisted, sounding serious.Ryan leaned toward her, and in response she reclined back onto the car. "Just get inside the car, Claire. Unless you want me to shut your smart mouth right here in the daylight. Is that what you want?" he whispered into her ear, ignoring whoever was passing by.Claire's breath hitched at the warmth of his breath in her ear. It was arousing and she wasn't ready to succumb to it."You're such a fuckwit!" she muttered, panting softly."A fuck what?" Pulling bac
She wasn't going to win against him, Claire knew this for a face. But she also knew he was capable of doing that for her. If he stopped seeing her, everything would be back to normal."Listen, Claire," said Ryan in a soft voice. He stood up so that they're closer. "I'm not playing—""I'm done with this!" Claire snapped. "I can't afford to be the other woman, and especially the evil one." She furiously grabbed her handbag and headed to the exit."So this is all about Doris?" Ryan snapped back, and she stared back at him, wondering what was really the matter with him."Yeah, it's all about her," she retorted. "So can I go now?" Her voice was harsher."Are you feeling guilty or something?" Ryan asked.Was he serious? Claire let out a smirk and bit her lip savagely.She'd started to think he was really out of his mind. Was it possible that she was dealing with a mental patient? Asylum mental? She asked herself inwardly, but couldn't bring herself to believe he was in need of a shrink."Do
Claire's body was resting on Ryan's, both lying intimately on the couch. A huge flat screen was rambling on something none of the two paid attention at. Outside it was slightly raining, the water sliding smoothly on the glass of the great window.It felt peaceful; Claire couldn't deny this feeling of such rarity in her heart."Why did you rip off my blouse? Now I don't have anything to wear," Claire lamented.Ryan was smoothly toying with her hair, tangling and detangling the strands. "I was in a hurry to undress you, I guess," he answered flatly, grinning at her.Claire sighed. "You're so crazy, Ryan.” The back of her hand grazed his cleanly shaved face that made him look younger than his thirty-two years of age."You've said that over a million times already." Ryan's hands slid down to her waist, playfully reaching for the hem of his shirt.It was the only thing Claire was wearing right now."Ryan!" She giggled as he squeezed her butt with both hands, knowing fully well that she had