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His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire One
William His moans and whispers of how sweet he was, and his pleas for his lover to go faster caused me to freeze at the door. There was no mistaking what I was seeing, Caleb on his knees begging to be fucked. No matter how I tried to push the memory away, but it clung to me, a ghost I couldn’t exorcise. The humiliation, the anger, and the betrayal had all settled deep in my chest leaving a wound that hadn’t quite healed. It ruined me and caused me as far as my position as my father's heir but today wasn’t about Caleb. It was about my future. My heart pounded as I stared at the heavy oak door of my father’s study. Behind it lay judgment, scrutiny and the weight of everything I’d left behind. I couldn’t fail again. I knocked twice, the sound sharp and decisive, before stepping inside. The room went silent, save for the faint shuffle of papers. My father’s icy blue eyes met mine, scrutinizing me as they always did. Around the table sat members of my family, their expressions rang
Last Updated : 2024-11-10His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Two
WilliamTristan Richmond.His name alone was enough to light a firestorm of memories—each one more infuriating than the last. I stared at him, disbelief warring with the deep-seated anger that surged through me like poison.Of all the people to run into, of all the places in the world, why did it have to be him?He was Caleb's older brother, and my sworn freaking enemy.Back in college when my relationship with Caleb was still new and fresh, I met him for the holidays the first time i stayed over. As Caleb's older brother I hoped he would give approval for our relationship. I treated him nicely, constantly trying to impress him and get on his good side and become his friend.All I got in return was coldness. He dismissed my attempts at friendship harshly and i* ores me otherwise, never failing to remind me of how much he disapproved of our relationship.At first I was confused constantly wondering what I had to do right but It was the intense stares he would give whenever he saw us tog
Last Updated : 2024-11-10His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Three
William“You and Yarrus Corp aren’t going to win,” I spat, venom lacing my words. “I’ll make sure of it.”Tristan arched a brow, feigning innocence. “Are you talking to me?”I leaned in slightly, my tone sharp. “Are you celebrating early, or do you always drink like you’ve got something to overcompensate for?”He let out a dry huff, rolling his eyes. “Excuse me for having a drink. Didn’t realize I needed your approval.”My jaw tightened as I smiled coldly. “It’s good you’re here, though. Maybe you can call up a few women to keep you company—get them drunk enough, and who knows? You might actually get lucky.”His hand froze mid-motion, glass hovering near his mouth. I knew I’d struck a nerve, so I shrugged casually, pressing on.“After all, you’d need a drink or three to convince someone to sleep with you.”Tristan’s expression darkened, his face twisting into something dangerous. His voice dropped, low and biting. “Say that again.”I ignored him, signaling to the bartender like he wasn
Last Updated : 2024-11-10His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Four
WilliamDays passed, and I was riding a high unlike anything I’d felt in months.Over the course of a week, I had poured nearly all of my money into securing this deal… every last cent. Each day was spent impressing Terra Corporation’s executives, building rapport with their staff, and gifting everything from personalized trinkets to extravagant tokens. It didn’t matter what it cost me; every move I made was strategic, each expense an investment. I was sure my dedication was making waves, my name echoing in all the right ears.But the pièce de résistance, the boldest move yet? A luxurious cruise party.I stepped onto the ship that evening, the sun dipping low over the horizon as music and laughter swirled through the air. I had spared no expense, the cruise lined with fine dining, champagne fountains and live music was a perfect blend of relaxation and charm. I greeted my guests warmly, soaking in their praise as they laughed and complimented my efforts.“This party is spectacular, Mr.
Last Updated : 2024-11-10His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Five
WilliamThe verdict came in, and all I felt was empty.I sat at my bedroom desk, the weight of the night pressing in on me as the dim glow of my laptop illuminated the message I couldn’t stop staring at.‘Good day, Mr. Bracknell, Unfortunately, the board has ultimately decided to hand over the Partnership agreement to Yarrus Corporation. We sincerely appreciate...’The words blurred together after that, but the first lines were carved into my mind. I read them over and over again as if they would suddenly change.It was over. I’d lost.My throat tightened, the sting of tears rising. I wanted to cry. To scream. But instead, I slammed my fist against the desk, rattling everything on its surface.“How could this happen?” I hissed under my breath.I had done everything… poured everything I had into sealing this deal. I’d spent a fortune, exhausted every ounce of charm, and worked tirelessly to appeal to them. I’d done everything right.And this was my reward?“No,” I whispered fiercely,
Last Updated : 2024-11-10His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Six
TristianThe tension in the air hung heavy as I tucked the moist handkerchief into my breast pocket, my mind still reeling from the mess of emotions that had unraveled in mere minutes. Trying to anchor myself, I pulled out a business card from my wallet and held it out toward him."Here" I said, stretching my arm out.William’s glassy eyes flickered with confusion, hesitation battling with anger. His expression was a cocktail of emotions, none of them simple. He didn’t take the card, his reluctance almost tangible.Knowing how stubborn and drunk he was I moved closer with caution, my muscles tense, ready for resistance. He flinched as I slid the card into his pocket, but he didn’t stop me. He seemed too disoriented, too lost in his haze of alcohol and emotions.“Look, I mean you no harm” I said softly, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside. “I... I’m worried because I care about you. I just want to talk.”He blinked, confusion shadowing his anger.“9 a.m. tomorrow. I’ll be expecti
Last Updated : 2024-11-24His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Seven
WilliamsI woke up to a very severe headache, the kind that amplified your senses making every sound feel ten times louder and every thought so fucking hard to grasp. My eyelids feel heavy, my mouth dry and bitter, and my entire body felt like I spent the entire night at the gym. As I blinked against the sunlight filtering through a set of tall windows, I realized everything was off. This wasn’t my room.I sat up slowly, my movements stiff and cautious. The bed was massive, far bigger than mine at home, and the bedsheets were fine and well made, almost too perfect. Looking around, I scanned the rest of the room, modern decor, plush furniture, and a crazy good view that screamed luxury. My jacket was kept neatly over the back of a chair, my tie discarded nearby, and my shoes lined up just by the door. Someone must have taken care of me, but I have no memory of who it was. I was so damn wasted last night. I could barely remember anything.I rubbed against my temples, trying to piece toge
Last Updated : 2024-11-24His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Eight
WilliamsI made my way to Tristan’s office, my emotions tangled into an indecipherable knot. On one hand, the rare warmth of my father’s praise still lingered from our earlier conversation—a kind of validation I hadn’t realized I craved. Hearing his genuine pride in my supposed achievement felt like a balm, soothing wounds I didn’t know existed. But on the other hand, unease clawed at the edges of my mind.Tristan Richmond wasn’t the kind of man to hand out favors without strings attached. If he’d done something as monumental as securing the Terra Corporation deal and crediting me for it, there had to be an angle, a hidden trap that would serve his amusement or his agenda. And I couldn’t shake the feeling that walking into his office might be stepping right into it.As I approached the front desk, Tristan’s secretary, Alexa, looked up from her sleek computer. Everything about her screamed precision, from her perfectly polished nails to the sharpness in her gaze."Good morning, Mr. Brac
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His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Eight
Everything looked and smelled like something that was been used, so I took that as the first sign that it was good to be here.I walked in and closed the doors behind me.The building was expansive, considering that houses in this city were normally not so, and when they were, they were usually expensive. Polished wooden floors that were worn in some places and the smell of humans and activity.I stood for a while, admiring and absorbing everything in my mind, trying to imagine what it would be like to come here. Maybe there were yoga mats here and then dumbbells, a treadmill, several benches because there would definitely need to be benching and bending over done here.A wonky smile crossed my face at that thought. I could imagine some ridiculously hot trainer with the bod of a fucking superstar asking me to bend over and do pilates.“Hi there!” A cheery voice piped into my short foray into fantasizing. I fumbled my eyes open, the smile vanishing quickly. She was a short woman with a
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
