“It's been over an hour since we've been waiting for Mr De Vito, do you think I should go check up on him?" I asked the driver as my eyes went to the door but there still wasn't any sign of Mr De Vito walking out.What was he still doing inside?“I'm sure he's still working, he'll join us as soon as he's done," the driver said and I nodded,Maybe he didn't want to sit beside me in the car after teasing the hell out of him. I couldn't help but smirk as I thought about how he fought so hard not to touch me. The way his cock had jumped beneath me. I still had my eyes fixed on the exit when I noticed Mr De Vito walking out but he wasn't alone. There was a woman walking beside him in a red dress looking up at him like he was some god.They stopped in front of the door as Mr De Vito leaned down to her and whispered something in her ear and she chuckled, pressing her body to his before pulling away.He stood there watching her until she got into her car before his face turned to the awaitin
The storm came without warning.One moment, I was hunched over on the table, pencil moving furiously across the sketchpad, lost in the desperate need to create something perfect—something worthy. The next, the sky cracked open, and the world outside descended into chaos.Thunder rumbled so hard the windows rattled, and I nearly dropped the pencil from my shaking fingers. My breath hitched as my eyes darted to the glass panes, watching rain lash violently against them. The wind howled, an eerie, bone-chilling sound that sent a shiver racing down my spine.No. No, no, no.I squeezed my eyes shut, swallowing hard against the rising panic.Not again.Not this.I clenched my jaw and turned back to the page, forcing myself to focus on the lines, the angles, the structure I was supposed to be perfecting. I couldn’t afford to waste time—not on a stupid storm, not on the fear clawing at my throat.But then—the lights flickered.A gasp escaped me before I could stop it. My heart pounded against
I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out—to give some sort of explanation but it felt like I was frozen as I stared at the man in front of me.No one has really seen me like this except my best friend Jane.And he was the last person I wanted to see me like this.“Mr De Vito I…” I started but he quickly stood up, leaving me there on the floor like some helpless little puppy.I hated this. I hated for anyone to see me this weak.Silence stretched between us as he just kept looking down at me and despite the darkness, I could still make out his features from the continuous striking of the lightning from outside.Tight jaw, tense muscles, cold eyes.The silence was suffocating as I kept clenching and unclenching my hands not to shake or scream in front of him. I was stronger than this.“Get some rest," he finally said, breaking the silence and I nodded.It became silent again and I opened my mouth to speak, to say thank you to him but my tongue felt tied. With one final glance at
The next morning, exhaustion clung to me like a second skin, but I ignored it as I stretched my aching limbs. I had fallen asleep on the couch, my sketchbook lying open on the table, pages filled with the evidence of my restless determination. The soft glow of dawn filtered through the large windows, casting golden hues over the living room, but my mind was still caught in the storm of the night before.I exhaled sharply, pushing away the lingering weight of that moment—the fear, the vulnerability. I had shown a side of myself that no one was supposed to see, least of all Mr De Vito.Mr De Vito.The thought of him sent a confusing swirl of emotions through me. He had held me. Calmed me. The cruel, ruthless man who never hesitated to cut me down had been the one to bring me back from my own mind’s abyss. And then, just like that, he had disappeared, leaving me alone with my thoughts.I ran a hand through my tangled hair and sat up, blinking the grogginess from my eyes. I had work to d
His lips descended on my neck and I moaned, throwing my head back to give him more access.His hand came to my breast squeezing hard as he pinched my nipple and I moaned in painful pleasure.My pussy was dripping and my clit was throbbing, wanting some form of relief.“You fucking like to test me don't you?” Mr De Vito growled as he wrapped his hand tighter around my neck looking into my eyes with his cold burning ones."It's such a turn on to push your buttons,” I rasped,Without warning he removed his hand from around my neck as he held my ass and lifted me up and on instinct my legs wrapped around him.He pressed me even more on the shower wall and his clothed cock pressed into my pussy and I moaned wrapping my hands around him.My breathing came out fast as I looked in his eyes that were filled with lust and desire.“You feel that?" He groaned as he rubbed his cock on me. “That's what you've been doing to me," My pussy clenched knowing that I have some power over him.“You've bee
I shouldn't have touched her, I shouldn't have tasted her. Now all I can think about was how good my fingers felt inside her. How delicious her juice tasted on my tongue.When I had walked into my bathroom to see her naked in my shower I had fought so hard with control. I wanted to walk away but my legs felt glued to the spot as I stood there watching her tease me—torture meAnd now I can't push out the images of what it would feel like to have my cock buried in that tight pussy as I fuck her shitless while her slutty moans filled my ears. Or what it would feel like burying my mouth in her cunt as I eat her like my special delicacy.Fuck. I was going crazy. Emily Ross was driving me nuts.I ran my hands down my face in frustration.All morning I've been trying to avoid her but it didn't seem like it was possible when she was in my office and anytime our eyes meet it's like she's begging me to just take her somewhere private and fuck her till she can't walk.I wanted to do that, I want
“You're not going to give up are you?" Miss Ferdinand spat as soon as Mr De Vito walked out of his office to go for a meeting.“And why should I?" I asked as I folded my hands looking at her with raised brows,“Because I've already won this battle even before it began. You're just wasting your fucking time," she said as she looked at me with a cold glare and I couldn't help but laugh,“Wait, you think because of you I'm supposed to pack my things and run away? Oh, I'm so scared," I said, shivering just to piss her off.“Listen to me you bitch, if I were you I'd already be booking my flight and getting ready to return to wherever the fuck you came from because I am the one Mr De Vito is going to choose…that client is going to choose my work and you're going to be humiliated, so better pack up and leave bitch,” I couldn't help but shake my head as I looked at her,"You're ready, funny. You're just scared I'll beat you. You're threatened by me Miss Ferdinand.” I said and she rolled her e
“Boss, are we not waiting for Miss Ross?" The driver asked as I opened the car door and was about to get in but I stopped.“Give me the key," I said, stretching out my hand for it and he dropped the car key in my open palm.“Drive her home, I'll drive myself," I said and he nodded as he stepped away while I opened the car door and got in.As crazy as that sounds, I was running away. I didn't fucking want to be even an inch close to that woman because being close to her was making my body react in ways it shouldn't. It was driving me crazy.I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white as I exhaled sharply. My pulse was erratic, my mind a battlefield of restraint and temptation. Damn her.Everything about her was a fucking distraction—the way her perfume clung to the air, the way her lips curved in amusement when she knew she was getting under my skin. And worst of all, the way my body betrayed me when she was near.I slammed the gear into drive and sped out of the parking
“What the fuck Emily?! Do you have a habit of entering my bathroom without permission?" I asked as I shot her a cold look,“Emily? I like that," she said in a slutty whisper as her eyes remain fixed on my cock.“Leave, Miss Ross, don't make me repeat myself," I warned, but instead of leaving like I had commanded she stepped into the shower and slowly got on her knees.“Let me help you," my jaw clenched so tightly as I looked down at her,"Miss Ross, you're stepping out of…fuck!" I cursed when her hand wrapped tightly around me.“Let me make you feel good," she whispered on my cock and I felt the fight with control slowly slipping out of my fingers.Was there even any fight?I watched as her tongue came out and wet the tip of my cock, licking the cum that was still there.Fuck, she felt just as good as I imagined.“Hmm, taste so fucking delicious," she moaned as she took the head of my cock into her mouth licking it like a lollipop.I groaned, throwing my head back when she slowly star
“Boss, are we not waiting for Miss Ross?" The driver asked as I opened the car door and was about to get in but I stopped.“Give me the key," I said, stretching out my hand for it and he dropped the car key in my open palm.“Drive her home, I'll drive myself," I said and he nodded as he stepped away while I opened the car door and got in.As crazy as that sounds, I was running away. I didn't fucking want to be even an inch close to that woman because being close to her was making my body react in ways it shouldn't. It was driving me crazy.I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white as I exhaled sharply. My pulse was erratic, my mind a battlefield of restraint and temptation. Damn her.Everything about her was a fucking distraction—the way her perfume clung to the air, the way her lips curved in amusement when she knew she was getting under my skin. And worst of all, the way my body betrayed me when she was near.I slammed the gear into drive and sped out of the parking
“You're not going to give up are you?" Miss Ferdinand spat as soon as Mr De Vito walked out of his office to go for a meeting.“And why should I?" I asked as I folded my hands looking at her with raised brows,“Because I've already won this battle even before it began. You're just wasting your fucking time," she said as she looked at me with a cold glare and I couldn't help but laugh,“Wait, you think because of you I'm supposed to pack my things and run away? Oh, I'm so scared," I said, shivering just to piss her off.“Listen to me you bitch, if I were you I'd already be booking my flight and getting ready to return to wherever the fuck you came from because I am the one Mr De Vito is going to choose…that client is going to choose my work and you're going to be humiliated, so better pack up and leave bitch,” I couldn't help but shake my head as I looked at her,"You're ready, funny. You're just scared I'll beat you. You're threatened by me Miss Ferdinand.” I said and she rolled her e
I shouldn't have touched her, I shouldn't have tasted her. Now all I can think about was how good my fingers felt inside her. How delicious her juice tasted on my tongue.When I had walked into my bathroom to see her naked in my shower I had fought so hard with control. I wanted to walk away but my legs felt glued to the spot as I stood there watching her tease me—torture meAnd now I can't push out the images of what it would feel like to have my cock buried in that tight pussy as I fuck her shitless while her slutty moans filled my ears. Or what it would feel like burying my mouth in her cunt as I eat her like my special delicacy.Fuck. I was going crazy. Emily Ross was driving me nuts.I ran my hands down my face in frustration.All morning I've been trying to avoid her but it didn't seem like it was possible when she was in my office and anytime our eyes meet it's like she's begging me to just take her somewhere private and fuck her till she can't walk.I wanted to do that, I want
His lips descended on my neck and I moaned, throwing my head back to give him more access.His hand came to my breast squeezing hard as he pinched my nipple and I moaned in painful pleasure.My pussy was dripping and my clit was throbbing, wanting some form of relief.“You fucking like to test me don't you?” Mr De Vito growled as he wrapped his hand tighter around my neck looking into my eyes with his cold burning ones."It's such a turn on to push your buttons,” I rasped,Without warning he removed his hand from around my neck as he held my ass and lifted me up and on instinct my legs wrapped around him.He pressed me even more on the shower wall and his clothed cock pressed into my pussy and I moaned wrapping my hands around him.My breathing came out fast as I looked in his eyes that were filled with lust and desire.“You feel that?" He groaned as he rubbed his cock on me. “That's what you've been doing to me," My pussy clenched knowing that I have some power over him.“You've bee
The next morning, exhaustion clung to me like a second skin, but I ignored it as I stretched my aching limbs. I had fallen asleep on the couch, my sketchbook lying open on the table, pages filled with the evidence of my restless determination. The soft glow of dawn filtered through the large windows, casting golden hues over the living room, but my mind was still caught in the storm of the night before.I exhaled sharply, pushing away the lingering weight of that moment—the fear, the vulnerability. I had shown a side of myself that no one was supposed to see, least of all Mr De Vito.Mr De Vito.The thought of him sent a confusing swirl of emotions through me. He had held me. Calmed me. The cruel, ruthless man who never hesitated to cut me down had been the one to bring me back from my own mind’s abyss. And then, just like that, he had disappeared, leaving me alone with my thoughts.I ran a hand through my tangled hair and sat up, blinking the grogginess from my eyes. I had work to d
I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out—to give some sort of explanation but it felt like I was frozen as I stared at the man in front of me.No one has really seen me like this except my best friend Jane.And he was the last person I wanted to see me like this.“Mr De Vito I…” I started but he quickly stood up, leaving me there on the floor like some helpless little puppy.I hated this. I hated for anyone to see me this weak.Silence stretched between us as he just kept looking down at me and despite the darkness, I could still make out his features from the continuous striking of the lightning from outside.Tight jaw, tense muscles, cold eyes.The silence was suffocating as I kept clenching and unclenching my hands not to shake or scream in front of him. I was stronger than this.“Get some rest," he finally said, breaking the silence and I nodded.It became silent again and I opened my mouth to speak, to say thank you to him but my tongue felt tied. With one final glance at
The storm came without warning.One moment, I was hunched over on the table, pencil moving furiously across the sketchpad, lost in the desperate need to create something perfect—something worthy. The next, the sky cracked open, and the world outside descended into chaos.Thunder rumbled so hard the windows rattled, and I nearly dropped the pencil from my shaking fingers. My breath hitched as my eyes darted to the glass panes, watching rain lash violently against them. The wind howled, an eerie, bone-chilling sound that sent a shiver racing down my spine.No. No, no, no.I squeezed my eyes shut, swallowing hard against the rising panic.Not again.Not this.I clenched my jaw and turned back to the page, forcing myself to focus on the lines, the angles, the structure I was supposed to be perfecting. I couldn’t afford to waste time—not on a stupid storm, not on the fear clawing at my throat.But then—the lights flickered.A gasp escaped me before I could stop it. My heart pounded against
“It's been over an hour since we've been waiting for Mr De Vito, do you think I should go check up on him?" I asked the driver as my eyes went to the door but there still wasn't any sign of Mr De Vito walking out.What was he still doing inside?“I'm sure he's still working, he'll join us as soon as he's done," the driver said and I nodded,Maybe he didn't want to sit beside me in the car after teasing the hell out of him. I couldn't help but smirk as I thought about how he fought so hard not to touch me. The way his cock had jumped beneath me. I still had my eyes fixed on the exit when I noticed Mr De Vito walking out but he wasn't alone. There was a woman walking beside him in a red dress looking up at him like he was some god.They stopped in front of the door as Mr De Vito leaned down to her and whispered something in her ear and she chuckled, pressing her body to his before pulling away.He stood there watching her until she got into her car before his face turned to the awaitin