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His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Nine
WilliamsAdrian was a familiar face I’d seen around Terra Corporation a handful of times, was kneeling uncomfortably close to Tristan. His flushed face and clumsy movements gave away what had just transpired.“Oh shit” Adrian blurted, scrambling to his feet as he noticed me. His trembling hands fumbled to wipe the unmistakable traces of Tristan’s fluids off his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt.Tristan, on the other hand, sat perched at the edge of his desk. His pants were unzipped, and though I couldn’t quite see clearly, the sight of his exposed cock was undeniable. He moved quickly, his fingers deftly zipping up his fly as his expression shifted from shock to irritation when his gaze locked on me.I stood rooted to the spot, my brain struggling to process what I had just walked into. The scene felt surreal, like some grotesque fever dream I couldn’t wake up from. Everything I’d been planning to confront Tristan about evaporated from my mind, leaving only the stark reality of what
Last Updated : 2024-11-24His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Ten
TristanSeveral days had passed since the most embarrassing moment of my entire life. I have done everything humanly possible to push it out of my mind, but the memory of William walking in on Adrian sucking my dick still lingered, very vivid and also very uncomfortable. But strangely, neither Adrian nor William had said not even one word about it. No rumors and no awkward encounters also no confrontations. It was as if nothing had even happened at all , and honestly, I was grateful for that. The last thing I want is a rumor spreading about a junior male staff member giving me a blow job. It’s quite sad he couldn't finish up tho, all thanks to Mr Bad Timing Bracknoff.Although, the unease wouldn’t completely let go of my mind. Trusting people with secrets or in this case, scandals, especially the kind that could change how others saw you, was never something I was a big fan of. But in this case, I clearly have no choice. I’m just gonna have to trust that Willians is truly gonna stick t
Last Updated : 2024-11-28His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Eleven
The office has been a whirlpool of activity , louder and definitely more frantic than usual as the project deadline draws closer. These days, it always feels like there is always something new to do every second and something else to correct or adjust every minute. But what weighed on me the most wasn’t even the workload, it was none other than Tristan. Somehow, despite my best efforts to keep things professional and keep some moderate gaps between us, we somehow end up side by side in meetings, or sometimes coincidentally walking the same hallways and then discussing ideas and strategies as if the awkwardness between us wasn’t enough.The thick atmosphere lingered un-ignored. Tristan’s a cool guy, his well polished exterior had some specks of dirt that only I seemed to notice. His quick glances during meetings, the way he tightened his grip on his pen when Adrian and I laughed over a shared joke, it all spoke volumes. At Least it did to me. And Adrian? Adrian was a wildcard in all
Last Updated : 2024-11-28His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Twelve
The workload didn’t seem to get lighter as the days passed. The deadlines drew nearer and nearer with every passing minute of every hour, as the stakes seemed higher, and the never ending back-and-forth coordination wore me out. Still, even in-between chaos , Adrian and I had grown closer. We had this special way of working together and a manner of communication unique to us both, that made the stress a bit more tolerable. He had a way of encouraging me anytime I felt overwhelmed as I did the same for him too, and with each passing hour we worked together, I found myself leaning on him more than usual.As if we didn’t have a lot on our hands already. We were tasked with planning an impromptu get-together party for Terra Corporation and the other affiliated companies working on the joint project at hand. And it wasn’t just gonna be any party, it had to be impressive enough to foster camaraderie while subtly showcasing Terra’s exceptional organizational skills.I was extremely exasper
Last Updated : 2024-11-28His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Thirteen
William The fallout from the party lingered for days, but fortunately not too much attention was drawn to us as I had imagined. The unease, fueled by Tristan's behavior,was in the air like a dark cloud. All the plans Adrian and I had made prior to the event all turned wishful thinking despite our efforts. At least we deserved to lay back and unwind just for one evening in a very long time. Instead, the evening had been swallowed up by Tristan’s selfish attitude, his ever piercing remarks, and the cold glances he kept throwing in our direction. It seemed that his disdain for the growing bond between Adrian and I had reached new heights I couldn’t possibly imagine. I feel like at this point, I should have been very well used to Tristan’s rubbish and his ability to disrupt even the most peaceful moments. But something about his behavior at the party unsettled me. Part of me wanted to simply brush it off and chalk it up to him being his usual unpleasant self, but another part couldn
Last Updated : 2024-11-29His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Fourteen
William I didn’t wanna know what the hell had gotten into Tristan, but after that crap he just pulled today. That truly was the height of it, I decided I was gonna go and stick whatever the hell is bugging him up his ass. From impossible tasks, to cold shoulders and now this. I don’t care if he is the CEO or whatever. I’m done dealing with what it was that’s been bugging him so much. I strongly made up my mind that I was gonna confront him, no matter how ugly things went . As I stood outside his glass-walled office, I could see him staring at his computer with his expression seemingly neutral. I clenched myn first so hard, I could almost feel my nails piercing me. My heart pounded to the rhythms of anxiety. But the annoyance and frustrations I felt were at its peak. I took a step and then another closer to the door and barged in after a knock without waiting for a response. He looked up at me a bit shocked, but then he seemed to ease his nerves when he saw it was me. Like I was n
Last Updated : 2024-11-29His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Fifteen
William"What the ?"The words came pouring out of my mouth before I knew it, my entire being with disbelief as I stared at Tristan, while still trying to process what he’d just said. My heart raced, my thoughts were a mess. Did he really just? No. This had to be some kind of sick joke. A cruel, twisted joke that only a sociopath likeTristan could think was funny."Are you insane? What the actual fuck? What the?" I asked, my voice trembled. I felt a rush of emotions through my head, and I let it out before I started having any second thoughts. "I have always known you’re a sadistic bitch, but this?" I gestured wildly between the two of us. "This is way too low, even for you."Tristan didn’t utter not even one word. Or rather, he couldn’t. There was something about the way he sounded, about the way he looked at me. It feels so genuine and a bit warm at the same time. For a moment I saw a part of Tristan that seemed vulnerable and humane. And I wanted to believe maybe there was a speck
Last Updated : 2024-11-29His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixteen
WilliamThere was no way I could go to work the day after Tristan confessed his love for me. I just couldn’t. I didn’t think I was ready to face him or the awkwardness that was bound to follow. My emotions were so all over the place, the confusion, the frustration, even a flicker of something I don’t think I wanna say. So I decided to stay in bed, and was sure to completely ignore the constant buzzing of my phone, and tried to process what had happened.Adrian had called my phone twice. While Tristan’s name showed up on my screen more times than I cared to count. But I let them both go to voicemail. I just needed a day to stay sane and keep my shit together, to figure out what I was even feeling.I needed to talk to someone, it felt like there was a huge mass in my chest and I was gonna exp-lode if I didn’t talk to someone. Ellie was the only person I could think of who might make sense of the mess in my head since she probably already saw this coming. By late morning, she was sitt
Last Updated : 2024-11-30
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His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Seven
Tristan and I fucked a few more times that night, with each time being more powerful than the last. If I closed my eyes, I could feel the bulge of Tristan’s muscles atop me as we contorted and writhed and danced, his beautiful face so delightfully drawn in pleasure.But it wasn’t nearly enough, and I knew that I had not really gotten to him at all. Not in the way that I wanted.I suppose I knew in the way his eyes still hard that dark hunger, his blatant desire made evident by his still hard cock, even after I’d blown him again and allowed him to fuck me to his heart’s content. But with all of the sweaty energy that Tristan had brought—a delight in bed and an explosive maker of love, I could still feel him withdrawn from me, just like his cock after he’d pulled out.For a time, I stayed silent on the bed, my chest rising and falling in sync, as I pretended to be asleep. It was not difficult to pretend to be asleep, seeing how many times we had gone already, and my stamina was nothing
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Six
I moved to him without thinking, his arms long and familiar and inviting.I made him rise with me, holding him in place as our arms locked. I could perceive the fragrance of is skin—the lingering notes of perfume that had been weaved into him when the makeup team must have given him their makeover. I could see the bright flecks of gold in his hair up close.I inhaled hungrily.My arms tightened around his back as I tried to pull him into me. I needed comfort. I needed life and warmth… I needed him.I felt like I was drowning and the ground had been taken out from under me, but in William’s arms, I felt like everything was going to be alright, like he could right me, hold me…I closed my mind to the hurt of the memory. I didn’t need him. I didn’t need anyone. This was something I had to do on my own. Terra Corporation was mine. I worked for it. I built it with my sweat and blood and toil. Even after my father—I closed my eyes and exhaled deeply.“Tristan,” William’s voice cut through
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Five
“Adelstein,” I said once I got out of the elevator. I had no time for small talk. He had pulled me out of my date with William. “What’s going on?” The man on the other end of the room, reclining lazily with a flute of wine in his hand swirled the glass some more, then his face broke into an almost genial smile. “Tristan,” he said languidly. “I thought you wouldn’t make it. Good to see that you still take some things seriously—like business. I had a feeling that you were beginning to lose your grip.” His tone was neutral, but his insult was glaring, the threat in his words potent. I tried to compose my mask of calm, of indifference, but I was getting too annoyed. “What’s this all about? We were this close to closing a contract. It’s beneficial to you; it’s beneficial for us. Why are you pulling out now?” Adelstein was silent for a while as he sniffed at his wine. “You know, Tristan, I like you. I like your business mind. Li
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Four
My teeth grated until I wanted to squeeze the phone in my hand. Not even William’s hand, trying to run circles around my chest, my crotch, could keep me calm right now.“Forgive me, William,” I said through clenched teeth. “Adam, what’s the closest rendezvous point?”Immediately, I felt the tension between us change, become something far weightier with less substance. Fuck.I hated that I had to do this.Adam’s voice was smooth and toned as usual. “Closest is about half a mile.”“Have a car meet us at the next one. You’re driving me out.”I was pulling my clothes out under me, straightening everything again, the swearing just on the top of my lips. William was silent for a while, but I knew that he was keeping his distance. And to think that all the progress I had made so far…“Something wrong?” William asked finally, his voice small and tentative. I hated myself once more for having to do this.“It’s nothing for you to worry about. I just… I’m sorry, William. Something came up and I
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Three
Tristan’s hand was warm in mine as he held my fingers first, then guiding it to the small of my back. I forced my mind to concentrate on the simple action of breathing steady in and out. If I didn’t, I wasn’t sure that I would be able to control myself. I would abandon all reason and simply jump atop Tristan and beg him with tears in my eyes, fumbling for the zipper of his pants.“Fuck me, Tristan! Make love to me, goddamnit!”But Tristan only smiled at me. A beautiful thing that showed off the impossible brilliance of his perfect strong white teeth. There was no way that those were natural. No single person on Earth could have been born so beautiful—so perfect.And yet, Tristan did not fade from my gaze, even as he helped me to sit at a table for two, his hands simply sliding across the expanse of my back, like a promise, like something more… lingering before it tapered off at the back of my elbow and then like a fleeting kiss, running gently along the sleeve of my suit.I exhaled au
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Two
“Hey, Adam,” I said as I met him. His smile was more for my benefit than anything.“William. Heard from a little birdie you’re flying out on a date tonight.”“Yeah,” I said tiredly. Then realized that I had just confirmed… “Oh, God, I think I’m going to be sick.”“You’ll be fine,” said Adam in his calming voice. “Jitters is all. Happens to the best of us.”“I hope so,” I confessed as Adam got into the driver’s seat and closed the door. “I really want things to work out between Tristan and I.”Adam chuckled. “Now I wish my wife had been half-devoted.”Adam pulled the car out of the drive-through and turned us in the direction of Tristan’s home, his eyes never once leaving the road. A singular-minded focus that I could appreciate, Adam’s hands were steady on the steering wheel as he rounded the car past potholes and other vehicles.“Adam, you don’t think things between Tristan and I are going to work out, do you?”My voice was small, even to my hearing, but Adam did not take his eyes of
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-One
When I stepped into Tristan’s office, he was standing just in front of his desk. I tried and failed to hide my surprise.“Tristan.” I swallowed. “You sent for me.”“I did?” A pause. Then… “I did. These are for you.”Like magic, Tristan produced a bouquet of flowers from behind him, holding them in a way that showed that he had been holding them in that position for a while, waiting for me to arrive. I edged closer to his gift.It was simply beautiful, and that was the only word I could have used to describe it. It was an assortment of different flowers—those I knew and those I could only hope to. There were lilies and roses and chrysanthemums, and tulips and oh so many colors and smells that somehow combined to form one beautiful mélange, the most beautiful thing anyone had given me yet.The fragrance flooded my senses and a warmth suffused my chest.“Tristan,” I said with emotion, “they’re beautiful.”“You’re beautiful,” was his simple reply. Despite myself, I gave him a look.“I did
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty
I had done it again, the exact same thing that I had done when I was trying to mico-manage the Caleb incident, except this time, I didn’t know for sure that I would have the opportunity to explain myself, or for grace to prevail.I typed quickly on my computer, replying to the mail notification that I had gotten on my phone. And then I waited, my legs tense, feet tapping a nervous rhythm on the floor.I waited. The seconds trickled, sweat beaded on my brows. I adjusted my collar, the air conditioning suddenly seeming inefficient.I stretched my fingers, waiting. A small whine escaped from my lips.Suddenly, the ringing of my phone pierced the air. I snatched the phone up a second later, my lips already poised to blow out a string of words into the receiver on the other end of the call.“Ellie, I’m so sorry—”“Way to turn off the world, Bubba,” she said in a singsong voice that sounded exactly like the voice she used to threaten me when we younger. “You’re really making me consider fin
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Fifty-Nine
I looked to Tristan, saw the sincerity in his eyes and just how much emotion had been wrapped in his words, and I felt something in my chest for this man. I gave him a gentle smile and stepped away from the door, moving to his side.“Of course.”Dinner was brought up to us, and I was glad that the house staff had taken into consideration the fact that I had also not eaten. It was a light dinner, but a full spread nonetheless, and I found myself digging into the food with such hearty lightness that I had not felt in a few days now.“Don’t leave,” Tristan murmured after a spoonful of soup.I looked up at him. We were seated on the bed, beside each other as we ate from the singular table before us.“I know you want to,” Tristan continued. “Don’t. Stay here tonight. Stay here every night.”“Tristan—”“Don’t argue. You’ve got nowhere else to go, and you’d be plain out of your mind if you think I’m going to let you go back to that ratty motel.”I hadn’t even been thinking of going back to t
