DOMINIC'S POVI stood in front of the Newman's Empire with a bouquet of flowers in hand, I headed to the reception where I was directed to the CEO office.On getting to he office, her secretary who I got to know to be Peter, called her office and within few seconds nodded at me politely."You can go in, sir." He said, pointing to the door that leads to Saraya's office."Thank you." I smiled at him."Dominic?" Saraya blinked, her surprise clear on her face. "What a surprise!"I smiled, leaning against the doorframe. "I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d drop by."She raised an eyebrow, eyeing the flowers. "Uh-huh. And you just happened to have flowers with you?"I chuckled, stepping inside. "You know I can’t hide anything from you."Saraya laughed softly, shaking her head. "Right. You planned this, didn’t you?"I handed her the bouquet, watching as she took it with a smile that made my chest tighten. "Maybe just a little," I admitted.I stepped closer, wrapping my arms around her
ARLAN'S POV.I unlocked the door manually and let Saraya in. She walked in with her hips swinging side to side and I could swear, for a brief moment, I lost all my senses, drooling at her.She stood few inches away from her and I went for her lips. I couldn’t help it, I pulled her closer my hands instinctively going to her waist. I kissed her deeply, but she managed to pull away, her breath shaky.“This is not why I’m here,” she said, avoiding my gaze, though, I could tell she wanted it as much as I do.I nodded slowly. “I’m sorry. I crossed the line.”Saraya’s gaze softened for a moment, “What’s so urgent, Arlan?” she asked. "I had to tour round the city to ensure I'm not being followed. This is dangerous, you know. Let's get over this and call it a meeting already.""Take it easy, butterfly." I replied. "You just got here, what about having your seat while we discuss the details?"She hurriedly took her seat. "I'm all ears."I took a deep breath. “I was doing some thinking and reali
SARAYA'S POV:I drove back to my office, my mind spinning with everything Arlan had said. The stereo was blasting with jam, but all I could hear was his voice echoing in my head."He’s not innocent until proven otherwise.""I’m doing this for us.""We can’t take chances, Saraya."I gripped the steering wheel tighter and sighed. "How could Arlan be so sure about Dominic?" I asked myself. "I know it, he is just jealous. He is just being insecure with having Dominic around me when he has got himself a baby mama."When I finally pulled into the parking lot, I sat in the car for a moment, staring at the steering wheel. My father's name lingered in my mind like a threat. The idea of coming clean to him made my stomach churn."Would he even hear me out? How do I explain to him that was started as a harmless flirt has come to taunt me?"I let out a shaky breath, leaning my head back against the seat. "I hated how much power this blackmailer had over me."I was staring blankly at my computer s
ALEX'S POV."Can you stop pacing, already?" Mary asked. "You're making my head spin." She added.I stopped mid-step but didn’t meet her gaze. “I’m just thinking.”“Thinking about what?” she pressed. “You won’t tell me what the problem is, and you won’t stop worrying. What’s going on, Alex?”“It’s nothing you need to concern yourself with,” I said, brushing her off.“Nothing?” she repeated, raising an eyebrow. “You’ve been acting like a man with a bomb ticking under his chair. This doesn’t look like ‘nothing’ to me.”I exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Mary, please. Just leave it alone.”She threw her hands up in frustration. “Fine. But whatever it is, you know you can always talk to me about it.”I opened my mouth to respond, but the sound of a car engine caught my attention. My heart immediately raced. Saraya.Without another word, I bolted for the door, ignoring Mary’s who was stunned by my action.“Alex!” she called after me, but I didn’t stop.I yanked the door ope
Warning: 18+ only. This book contains age gap erotica and hardcore steamy taboo. If you're not up to 18 or sensitive to contents like this, I advise not to read further. But if you're not,then get ready for a naughty, intriguing and fun read. __________________________________ She slowly leans forward,her weight supported with a hand on the table.Her eyes looking into mine, not flickering, just slowly battering up, and then down. Was she trying to read my thoughts? Was it a dare? "You should take a careful look at it" She says, her voice low, soft and coaxing. My throat bobbed with a hard swallow. My guts failed me. This is what I've ever dreamed about since I met her, to have her this close to me, alone in a room. I turn my gaze to the file on the table, but her finger brush under my chin, lifting it with a gentle deliberate touch that even I could not help but oblige till our faces were close enough for me to feel the warmth of her breath. "Not now big guy." She says. Tens
(Colorado, USA.)Saraya Newman wipes off her tears as she arrived at the her mother's gravesite and drops a bouquet of flowers on the slab that had her mother's name, Maria Moore, engraved on it alongside her date of birth and death. She had done that every month for the past six months after the funeral.Her mother's death was never a shock to her, with all the heavy drinking and smoking it was only a matter of time only that it happened at an inappropriate time of Saraya's life.Moreover, she'd just broken up with her good for nothing boyfriend of two years and needed some time away, a vacation,to heal from the heartaches these young men kept giving her. And maybe, just maybe, try her luck on the older ones._____________SARAYA'S POV:I took one last look at the cemetery before closing the door to my 2023 Cayenne Porsche SUV. My mother and I never had the best parent to child relationship but if I'm to be honest, that woman did try her best in the many ways most single parent never
(Sydney, Australia.)ARLAN POV:The party air was heavy and stifling with hollow laughter and shallow formalities and little expression of any real amusement, at least from my end.The conversations about trivial business talks intrigued me only a little. I've already had a stressful day at the company and I'm certain that I do not need anymore of it. My cheeks are starting to hurt from the forced smiling I had to do whenever I got noticed by someone that I may or may not be acquainted with.I took a gulp of the cold glass of champagne, my third glass already, to keep my throat warm ahead of the conversations I might have soon. I checked my phone like I have been doing for the past thirty minutes, and pretended to be busy on it whenever anyone tried to approach me as I wasn't ready for another conversation."The balcony!" I remembered, an open escape from the stifling atmosphere. I glanced around the room over my shoulders making sure no one would try to rope me again into an insipid
SARAYA'S POV:"I'm a businessman," He began, "I can tell just by watching closely. Look, let me show you," He moved closer beside me till our faces were almost touching. "See that Lady over there with a hat that looks like the shape of a monkey's butt?" He lowered his voice "Yeah?" I snickered."She's the ex-wife of Raphael Alou, the infamous Opera Vocalist. Over there is Mr. Richard Wallenstein, he took over his father's business years ago and is doing well. And as you can see," He extended a hand outwardly "Everybody is either standing next to someone or talking to someone. In short, everybody knows somebody here. Except for you." He turned his face to me.I felt his gaze burning deep into my skin, I turned too. "How can you presume so?" I asked in an almost whisper."I can tell from the look in your eyes. You look...alone. Why should a beautiful woman like yourself be all alone at a party?" He brushed some strands of hair away from my face. I cupped his chin with my hand and ask
ALEX'S POV."Can you stop pacing, already?" Mary asked. "You're making my head spin." She added.I stopped mid-step but didn’t meet her gaze. “I’m just thinking.”“Thinking about what?” she pressed. “You won’t tell me what the problem is, and you won’t stop worrying. What’s going on, Alex?”“It’s nothing you need to concern yourself with,” I said, brushing her off.“Nothing?” she repeated, raising an eyebrow. “You’ve been acting like a man with a bomb ticking under his chair. This doesn’t look like ‘nothing’ to me.”I exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Mary, please. Just leave it alone.”She threw her hands up in frustration. “Fine. But whatever it is, you know you can always talk to me about it.”I opened my mouth to respond, but the sound of a car engine caught my attention. My heart immediately raced. Saraya.Without another word, I bolted for the door, ignoring Mary’s who was stunned by my action.“Alex!” she called after me, but I didn’t stop.I yanked the door ope
SARAYA'S POV:I drove back to my office, my mind spinning with everything Arlan had said. The stereo was blasting with jam, but all I could hear was his voice echoing in my head."He’s not innocent until proven otherwise.""I’m doing this for us.""We can’t take chances, Saraya."I gripped the steering wheel tighter and sighed. "How could Arlan be so sure about Dominic?" I asked myself. "I know it, he is just jealous. He is just being insecure with having Dominic around me when he has got himself a baby mama."When I finally pulled into the parking lot, I sat in the car for a moment, staring at the steering wheel. My father's name lingered in my mind like a threat. The idea of coming clean to him made my stomach churn."Would he even hear me out? How do I explain to him that was started as a harmless flirt has come to taunt me?"I let out a shaky breath, leaning my head back against the seat. "I hated how much power this blackmailer had over me."I was staring blankly at my computer s
ARLAN'S POV.I unlocked the door manually and let Saraya in. She walked in with her hips swinging side to side and I could swear, for a brief moment, I lost all my senses, drooling at her.She stood few inches away from her and I went for her lips. I couldn’t help it, I pulled her closer my hands instinctively going to her waist. I kissed her deeply, but she managed to pull away, her breath shaky.“This is not why I’m here,” she said, avoiding my gaze, though, I could tell she wanted it as much as I do.I nodded slowly. “I’m sorry. I crossed the line.”Saraya’s gaze softened for a moment, “What’s so urgent, Arlan?” she asked. "I had to tour round the city to ensure I'm not being followed. This is dangerous, you know. Let's get over this and call it a meeting already.""Take it easy, butterfly." I replied. "You just got here, what about having your seat while we discuss the details?"She hurriedly took her seat. "I'm all ears."I took a deep breath. “I was doing some thinking and reali
DOMINIC'S POVI stood in front of the Newman's Empire with a bouquet of flowers in hand, I headed to the reception where I was directed to the CEO office.On getting to he office, her secretary who I got to know to be Peter, called her office and within few seconds nodded at me politely."You can go in, sir." He said, pointing to the door that leads to Saraya's office."Thank you." I smiled at him."Dominic?" Saraya blinked, her surprise clear on her face. "What a surprise!"I smiled, leaning against the doorframe. "I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d drop by."She raised an eyebrow, eyeing the flowers. "Uh-huh. And you just happened to have flowers with you?"I chuckled, stepping inside. "You know I can’t hide anything from you."Saraya laughed softly, shaking her head. "Right. You planned this, didn’t you?"I handed her the bouquet, watching as she took it with a smile that made my chest tighten. "Maybe just a little," I admitted.I stepped closer, wrapping my arms around her
SARAYA'S POV.I felt hand on my shoulder and opened my eyes."Mom?" I rubbed my eyes gently, looking around me. It was getting dark. "Oh, I slept off.""You should freshen up and join us for dinner, we have a full house and it's our dinner together since your grandmother's birthday."Mary stared deeply into my eyes, sending cold shivers down my spine. “So,” she began gently, “have you and Arlan officially called it off?”I sighed and nodded. “Yeah, it’s over.”Her face softened with sympathy. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I know it’s been tough for you.” She paused, then added, “You know what? I’ll make sure Arlan doesn’t come for Christmas this year. I don’t want you feeling uncomfortable.”I managed a small smile, grateful for her understanding. “Thanks, Mom. That means a lot.”She stood up, smoothing her dress. “Alright, I’ll leave you to freshen up. Let me know if yiu need help with anything, okay?”“Okay. Thanks, Mom,” I said softly, watching her leave the room.As soon as I was alone
DOMINIC'S POV.The garden was supposed to be my escape, but even the quiet couldn’t silence the chaos in my head. The whiskey burned as it slid down my throat, but it wasn’t strong enough to dull the ache.“Dominic.” My mother’s voice was gentle, but it still grated against my nerves. I didn’t turn to look at her.“What is it?” I muttered, my eyes fixed on the glass in my hand.“You’ve been out here for hours,” she said, her steps crunching softly on the gravel as she came closer. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing.”She sighed. “Don’t do this. Don’t shut me out. I’ve seen the change in you since you got back. What happened on your trip?”I clenched my jaw, gripping the glass tighter. “I said it’s nothing. Just leave it alone.”“Dominic—”“God, just drop it, okay?” I snapped, raising my voice.The silence that followed was heavy, suffocating. I didn’t have to look to know she was staring at me, hurt and confused.“Dominic, what has gotten into you?” she asked quietly.“What’s going on here?” My
ALEX'S POV.We had just wrapped up an afternoon at the bowling alley, and I couldn’t help but smile as Saraya celebrated her latest victory with an exaggerated fist pump. Evan groaned dramatically, slumping into a chair."She cheated," he muttered, glaring at the scoreboard."How exactly does someone cheat at bowling?" Mary asked, raising an eyebrow as she set her shoes on the counter."Maybe she bribed the pins," I said, grinning as Saraya stuck out her tongue at all of us.We gathered our things and made our way out to the car. On the drive back, the kids bickered in the backseat about who deserved to win while Mary shook her head, trying to hide her amusement.Soon we arrived, I cleared my throat to get their attention. "Alright, listen up, everyone."They stopped mid-conversation and looked at me, waiting."We’re heading to Sydney tomorrow," I announced."Wait, what?" Saraya asked, sitting up straight. "Tomorrow."I nodded. "Christmas is a few days away, and it’s tradition to spen
DOMINIC'S POV.I told the taxi driver to drop me a few blocks away. "Just here is fine," I muttered, not wanting to be seen. I pulled my hood up, trying to blend in.As I moved closer, I spotted Arlan standing near Saraya’s window. What the hell is he doing out here so late? I thought.Then, Saraya opened the window, her phone pressed to her ear. I froze. She was talking to someone, but I could tell something was off. The she looked at him made my heart sank.And then, she disappeared from the window only to reappear at the door. Arlan stepped closer. Before I knew it, they were hugging. My eyes locked on them, unable to look away. No. No way...I saw it. I saw the kiss. The long, lingering kiss. I bought out my phone and started recording.My heart slammed against my chest, and I couldn’t move. I kept filming them, though. Just... couldn’t stop.Once they'd disappeared from my sight, I let out a sharp breath, stomping my foot against the ground. "What the hell...?"I shook my head, m
SARAYA'S POV.Saraya shut the door to her room and leaned against it, her heart thudding in her chest. The scene played over and over in her mind. Mary’s face, that quick flash of anger when she hugged Evan it couldn’t have been her imagination. And Evan...She sat on her bed, rubbing her temples. “What was that about?” she muttered under her breath.Grabbing her phone, she hesitated before texting Evan. Hey, are you okay?A minute passed, then two, but no reply. Saraya dropped her phone on the bed with a frustrated sigh.“Why would Mary look at me like that? And Evan... holding my hand like he didn’t want me to leave?” she whispered to herself, trying to piece it together.Her mind raced with questions, but one thing was certain—something was off.The buzz from her phone interrupted her thoughts. She glanced at the screen—Arlan.Saraya frowned. “What does he want now?” she muttered, letting the call ring out. She wasn’t in the mood to deal with him.The phone buzzed again, and Saraya