Peach Salinger Before I can stammer out another half-baked excuse, the front door swings open and in walks Reginald. He looks completely unfazed. I blink in surprise as he steps forward, his eyes locking onto my grandmother’s.“She was with me all night,” Reginald says smoothly.My head snaps toward him. What is he doing? My grandmother's gaze shifts slowly from me to Reginald, her eyes narrowing as she studies him. For a tense moment, no one speaks. Then, something changes in my grandmother’s face—her stern expression softens just a fraction.“Reginald?” she says with surprise and something almost like fondness.Reginald nods. “Yes, Mei Mei, it’s me.”Without another word, she beckons him over, her hand extending towards him in what looks like a welcoming gesture. I breathe a tiny sigh of relief, thinking for a brief second that the worst is over, that maybe this will be easier than I expected. But then, as soon as Reginald leans in for what he probably assumes will be a hug,
Rhys Van Acker Attending a family meeting isn’t basically something I had planned on doing. But when my mother, Catalina Van Acker summons, there’s no turning her down. If you do, she’ll have an episode and check herself into a hospital for chest pain or some other catastrophe that will drag on for at least a week. I really don’t have time for that with the company anniversary coming up. Though, I have a feeling it has something to do with me walking out on Nicole’s family the other day. I sit in my car and glare at the road. The only way out would be if my EV malfunctioned in a significant way. I’d be ecstatic if its battery burst into flames.Unfortunately, my car doesn’t cooperate. It drives like a dream. Fucking modern engineering.I park my car in front of grandfather’s mansion and climb out. The yard is huge and the surrounding shrubs have been trimmed low to ensure everyone has an unobstructed view of the garden. The main structure is huge, with ivory walls and turrets
Peach Salinger My phone lights up as I step into Saffron Hotel And Suites. It’s a notification from a famous dating app. A lot of people use the app for finding dates and platonic relationships, but my case is different.My blue eyes glance at my phone as I read the text.[Rhxxy02: Room 206, I’m here. Where are you?][PeachSLG: On my way up.]My hands tremble in anticipation and I quicken my steps across the vast lobby. I slip into the elevator and while it takes me up the building, I take the time to go over my dress for tonight.I’m wearing a tight black maxi dress with a few buttons in the front. My hand itches to unbutton them so I can show off my cleavage but fear of looking too desperate stops me.My black hair is in a tight bun and I can feel my silver heel tight on my feet. They’re not mine but my cousin, Marienne’s. She thinks the heels are sexy and a color for an opportunity to lose my V-card.That’s right. I feel embarrassed, I’m 23 and I’m about to lose my V-card to a r
Peach Salinger It’s 4am in the morning and I’m naked in bed, staring blankly at the face of this hot stranger who’s asleep next to me. My head is spinning and I can’t seem to think of anything other than how freakin’ fantastic the sex was. My lady parts tingle from just thinking about it.My fingers trace lazy patterns over his arm, not enough to wake him up. He has a little scar on his arm. It’s hard to make sense of the scar because of the dim light in the room. I soon realize it’s a burn scar, but his eyes eventually snaps open, and I still. My heart jumps, and I have to pretend I wasn’t trying to invade his personal space moments ago. He smiles, and asks me with I’m doing.“Nothing.” I say, trying to hide the awkwardness in my voice.He leans further towards me, places one hand on my hot hip, then takes my lips in his in one breath. And everything...just...stops. I part my lips for him and his tongue moves over mine in one smooth stroke. His hand slides up my back and we d
Peach Salinger“Please, have a seat, Miss Salinger.” The president says and the amount of nonchalance in his voice scares me.I force my legs to move towards a chair and I take a seat. He signals the CFO to leave the room. As soon as she’s gone, silence fills the office. I sit still on the chair across him like a porcelain doll. I almost forget to breathe.“I got your proposal, Miss Salinger.” his face is down, staring at a document in front of him. “I’m impressed.”I don’t know which of the two made my heart flip in my chest. The fact that the president of Acker Investments just recognized my work or the fact that this man may or may not be the hot stranger that drilled my hole all night.He might have a lost twin brother? Plus, he’s barely showing any signs that we’ve met before. Maybe he’s a different person? All along while pondering what could be happening, my eyes has never left his face.“Is there something on my face, Miss Salinger?” The president asks, still not looking up fr
Rhys Van Acker I sigh heavily as I watch the new intern rush out of my office. She’s a little timid, compared to last night where she clung to me and rode my dick like her life depends on it.It can’t be her first time if she’s so good at riding like that. I know her type and she’s definitely one of those many one night stands I’ve had that pretend to be all innocent at first.I mean, what sane person would be willing to lose their virginity to a complete stranger? Well, youngsters nowadays do crazy things.My jaw clenches. It’s hard to believe I was fooled by her. I would never have done anything with her if I knew she’s just twenty three. I’m practically nine years older than her and now, I feel like I just violated a minor.Fuck.I glace at the clock. It’s almost 2pm and I have a meeting with an important client. I rise to my feet and grab my coat, phone and some files, then step out of my office.My phone buzzes in my pocket when I get to the conference room. The room is large e
Peach Salinger It’s almost 8pm and I’m grabbing a drink with Cole Riordan, my mentor. He thinks it’ll be better to discuss whatever he thought he heard me say in the restroom, at this crowded bar.Slow music is pulsating in the background and a waiter takes our orders. All afternoon, I’ve thought of the perfect lie to feed him. Tell him It’s one of my fantasies to sleep with the President and I thought saying it out loud might make it feel real.Solid alibi.The waitress shows up with our drinks. I thank her and, as she walks away, I take a deep swallow. “I…about what happened earlier today.” I take a sip of my iced tea. Cole’s gaze is fixed on me. “I was being delusional. I’m gonna tell you in on a secret.” I lean towards him. “It has always been one of my fantasies to sleep with the president.”Cole drops his gaze and shudders hard. The pink in his cheeks doesn’t strike me as embarrassment. “Well, I kind of also didn’t believe what you said. I mean, there’s no way you would cros
Rhys Van AckerPeach’s face is pale, and I can’t tell what she’s thinking until she shoves me backward and rushes into one of the restroom stalls. She crouches to her knees and starts to throw up.The image, instead of turning me off, turns me on. I imagine her gagging on my dick and on her knees like she is now. I snap out of it and move closer to hold her hair up and stroke her back.After a few seconds, she rises to her feet and steps out. Then she washes her face in the sink. I watch her the whole time. Maybe she’s sick? Or she ate something that’s gone bad?“Are you okay?” I finally ask her.She takes a deep breath, her head turns like she’s just heard a funny noise. I can’t seem to fathom what she’s thinking. She’s suddenly so fucking hard to read.“Yeah, I’m fine.” she grabs a towel from the hanger behind her and dries her face with it.Well, the mood is ruined and all that’s left is the realization that I just blurted out how I’ve been feeling about her for the past few days.
Rhys Van Acker Attending a family meeting isn’t basically something I had planned on doing. But when my mother, Catalina Van Acker summons, there’s no turning her down. If you do, she’ll have an episode and check herself into a hospital for chest pain or some other catastrophe that will drag on for at least a week. I really don’t have time for that with the company anniversary coming up. Though, I have a feeling it has something to do with me walking out on Nicole’s family the other day. I sit in my car and glare at the road. The only way out would be if my EV malfunctioned in a significant way. I’d be ecstatic if its battery burst into flames.Unfortunately, my car doesn’t cooperate. It drives like a dream. Fucking modern engineering.I park my car in front of grandfather’s mansion and climb out. The yard is huge and the surrounding shrubs have been trimmed low to ensure everyone has an unobstructed view of the garden. The main structure is huge, with ivory walls and turrets
Peach Salinger Before I can stammer out another half-baked excuse, the front door swings open and in walks Reginald. He looks completely unfazed. I blink in surprise as he steps forward, his eyes locking onto my grandmother’s.“She was with me all night,” Reginald says smoothly.My head snaps toward him. What is he doing? My grandmother's gaze shifts slowly from me to Reginald, her eyes narrowing as she studies him. For a tense moment, no one speaks. Then, something changes in my grandmother’s face—her stern expression softens just a fraction.“Reginald?” she says with surprise and something almost like fondness.Reginald nods. “Yes, Mei Mei, it’s me.”Without another word, she beckons him over, her hand extending towards him in what looks like a welcoming gesture. I breathe a tiny sigh of relief, thinking for a brief second that the worst is over, that maybe this will be easier than I expected. But then, as soon as Reginald leans in for what he probably assumes will be a hug,
Peach Salinger I must’ve fallen asleep in Rhys arms last night because when I wake up, it’s morning. Opening my eyes, I stare at the familiar surroundings, my body sore and aching from the sex we had last night.I had forgotten what it was like with Rhys, how cathartic the roller coaster ride of pain and ecstasy could be. I feel both empty and exhilarated at the same time, wrung out, yet invigorated by the maelstrom of emotions.Sitting up gingerly, I wince at my sore back. Casting a glance around the room, I spot a door that I assume leads to the bathroom. Rhys is not in the room, so I get up and go over there, feeling the need to wash up. The bathroom contains a huge shower, as well as a sink and toilet. There’s a plastic-wrapped toothbrush, toothpaste, and mouthwash tucked inside a little shelf on the wall. I use all three and follow up with a quick shower.Then, feeling infinitely more refreshed, I go back into the bedroom to get dressed. I grab one of Rhys’s t-shirt and his s
Rhys Van Acker I pace the length of my living room, running a hand through my hair for what feels like the hundredth time. The sound of the rain beating against the windows is relentless and it makes my blood boil even more.It’s driving me crazy. It’s like every nerve in my body is on edge. I glance at my phone, hoping for another text from her. Nothing. Just silence. The rain pounds harder, and I feel this tight knot forming in my chest. She should be here. Under me. Fucking her till her pussy spasms on my cock. But instead, she’s probably curled up in her apartment. The blood in my veins roars. My skin stretches taut, and I feel like a beast starved for her.Suddenly, the doorbell rings, cutting through my thoughts. My heart jumps in my chest, and for a second, I freeze. Who the hell would be here in this weather?I stride over to the door and yank it open, and then I see her.Peach.She’s standing there, completely soaked from head to toe. Rainwater is dripping from her hair a
Peach Salingers I walk back toward the camp, trying to calm myself down, but my heart is still pounding. Rhys has this way of making me want him and now my head’s a mess. As I approach, I see Reggie glance up from packing, his face curious, like he’s waiting for an explanation.“What took you so long?” he asks, standing up straight.“Just work stuff,” I lie, brushing him off as casually as I can. “Mr Van Acker was giving me some last-minute details.”Reggie’s eyes narrow, but he doesn’t press. I know he doesn’t believe me. I can feel it from that familiar long hard look he always gives me. But I don’t have the energy to explain, nor do I want to. Especially not about Rhys.“It’s our last day here,” Reggie says after a moment. “We should start packing up.”I nod and we start packing our stuff, loading the gear into the car. Marianne barely acknowledges me. She’s been cold ever since we got here, and I don’t even know why. Not that I care right now, I’m tired of trying to find o
Rhys Van Acker I drive with full speed, my hands gripping the steering wheel tighter than necessary. The campsite is the only place I can think of. My phone vibrates with text after text from my mother, but I don’t bother looking. I know what she wants. What they all want. The car screeches to a halt when I pull up at the campsite, and I step out, scanning the area. A group of campers come into view, huddled around a fire, laughing and talking. And then I see her. Peach. My heart jumps into my throat when I spot her, that signature long black hair falling over her shoulders, and her long legs are on full display in that ridiculously short skirt. She’s in a huge, oversized shirt and definitely not wearing a bra. Her pointy nipples are so evident in that big shirt. Definitely not hers. I already know who it belongs to, and just as I think it, he appears. Reggie. I hate him. Always have. Even though Peach once told me they were just friends, something’s still off about him.
Rhys Van Acker It’s just 11 in the morning and my day is already so shitty. And it keeps getting shittier that it’s almost unavoidable at this point. First, I’ve been cooped up in my bedroom for four days, reviewing campaign ads pitch for the upcoming company anniversary. The only time I stepped out was when I went looking for Peach. Which brings me to the fact that my sexy little devil has gone ghost on me for two days now. She’s not returning my texts and her cell is unreachable as well. I even went to the Arconia in search of her but her apartment was locked. It’s driving me nuts not knowing what she’s up to or who she’s with. And now, few seconds before finally losing my mind, Avery texts me to inform me that grandpa and my mother are coming over to my house. But get this, with Nichole’s family. Yeah, sounds pretty serious. We’ve not really taken things any further than the forced engagement at the hospital. I’ve not met Nichole’s parents yet. I’ve done a great job postp
Peach Salinger I rush over to Reggie’s tent. My heart is pounding in my chest and the cool night air is biting at my skin. My head’s spinning with thoughts of what could’ve happened to Marienne. I can’t believe she just stormed off like that into the woods in the middle of the night.“Reggie,” I whisper loudly, crouching down and shaking his shoulder. “Reggie, wake up.”He groans, half-turning before blinking up at me groggily. “Peach? What’s going on?”“Marienne’s gone. She…she walked out of the tent, and I can’t find her anywhere.”That wakes him up. He sits up quickly, reaching for his flashlight beside the sleeping bag. “Shit. Alright, we need to look for her.” He stands.“I... I don’t know if I can go into the woods, Reg,” I admit. “Not after that stupid story you told.”He gives me a mock smiles. “You can stay here if you want. I’ll find her.”The thought of being alone in the tent with my nerves is worse than facing whatever’s out there. “No, I’ll come with you.”He takes
Peach SalingerI swallow hard. It’s only for three few days.We light the bonfire, the flames crackling and snapping in the quiet night. The warmth feels good against the chill. Reggie’s sitting across from me, poking at the fire with a stick, while Marienne is off to the side, staring into the flames. “Alright, ladies,” Reggie says dramatically. “I’ve got a story for you. Ever heard about the ghost that haunts these woods?”I roll my eyes. “Come on, Reginald. We’re not twelve.”“Oh, this isn’t a story for kids,” he says, leaning in closer, his face half-lit by the fire. “There’s a legend around here about a girl who went missing in these very woods. They say she wandered off from her campsite one night and never came back. Her friends searched for her, but all they found was her backpack...covered in blood.”I can feel my heart start to race, but I don’t say anything. I won’t give him the satisfaction of knowing he’s freaking me out.Reggie continues, his voice dropping lower. “Peop