"There's still no suspect, even now. The moment Ethan's kidnapper is caught, they will pay dearly. The trauma our entire family has endured because of their actions is severe. There is no forgiveness for the cruelty they inflicted on my grandson!" Rosa growled."The person we assigned to gather information hasn’t stopped, Lady Miller. Should I inform Mr. Miller that Hanna is the woman he's looking for?" Terry asked."No, he'll find out eventually. And I don’t want him to know that we’re communicating or that I’m getting information from you. You know my grandson—he doesn’t like others meddling in his affairs. I just want to ensure his well-being," Rosa said."You can count on me to keep a close watch on Mr. Miller," Terry reassured her."What about the woman who had an accident outside the company? Is she connected to the missing large sum of money?" Rosa asked."Yes, she was the head of the Accounting Department. Since dead men tell no tales, any other involved parties might rema
Hanna noticed Ethan's eyes lingering on her chest."You can touch them if you want," she said, removing the straps of her bra and letting her large breasts spill out."No, I don't want to touch. I just want to fuck you," he replied.Hanna nodded, her ample breasts bouncing as Ethan thrust in front of her.The pain quickly faded, replaced by intense pleasure. Her body was consumed by the sensation of his thick, large cock moving in and out.Not knowing where to hold on, she gripped the desk.Pieces of paper and folders fell to the floor.Ethan continued his relentless thrusting. He reached for her clit and rubbed it repeatedly while he plunged deeply.The pleasure was maddening. Her insides tightened, and her body shook as she climaxed.But Ethan didn't stop. He continued to plow into her, now faster. Her hips followed his every thrust, and she hooked her legs around his waist.She saw the intense pleasure on his face. He pressed his lips to hers as he continued to thrust rapi
Cali's eyes became evasive. "My dad and Ethan had an agreement that we would get married. But because of my foolishness, their deal fell apart."My dad got angry with me. He still isn't speaking to me. To make peace, I need to get back together with Ethan. So, I'm begging you, I need your help.""You didn't answer my question. Do you want Ethan? Do you love him?" Hanna asked again."Who would say no to the sole heir of the Millers' fortune? No one, right? I'd be living like a queen," Cali replied.Hanna didn't press further. It seemed like Cali didn't want to answer directly."But we have a rival. His first love," Cali added.Cali had her attention again."Who is his first love?" Hanna asked.Cali took out her phone. "A talented chef with a chain of restaurants abroad. Here's her social media account. Casey Taylor."Cali showed her a picture of a beautiful woman.Jealousy crept into Hanna's heart. Casey was educated, wealthy, and gorgeous. Hanna felt she didn't stand a chance
There was an abundance of food at the buffet.The female chef was all smiles at Ethan. She looked familiar.Hanna's eyes widened as she recognized the chef Cali had mentioned earlier—Ethan's first love!Her gaze flitted between the two of them.Why did she feel like a huge obstacle in their love story? It was the first time she had seen Ethan smile so widely. Why did it hurt her heart that another woman could make him so happy?Casey approached Ethan, and Cali nudged Hanna. Cali seemed like she wanted to cry at the sight of the two former lovers shaking hands.Suddenly, Hanna's world stopped. Her heart felt like it was being squeezed, and her chest tightened. They looked perfect together.Was she jealous?The five of them—Cali, Dylan, Casey, Ethan, and Hanna—sat at a large table.The food was delicious, but Hanna could barely swallow it."By the way, Casey, this is Hanna Smith, my fiancée. Our friends, Cali Jenner and Dylan Moore," Ethan introduced.They all smiled at Casey.
Hanna Smith's first day as a cleaner began bright and early.Determined not to be late, she left her house well ahead of time. She reached into her wallet and pulled out her last five dollars, knowing she'd have to walk home later. Squeezing into the packed shuttle bus, she sat at the far end.The driver took forever to give her change, and she began to worry, knowing that this 5-dollar bill was all she had for the next five days' fare."Sir, my change from the 5 dollars, please. I'm getting off at the corner," she called out.The driver glanced at her and said, "There's no five dollars in my fare box. You haven't paid yet."A flash of panic hit her."Sir, I couldn't be mistaken because that's my only money. I handed it over earlier." She checked her wallet again—her 5-dollar bill was gone. She looked at the person next to her, but it was a different passenger now. The person she handed the fare to must have gotten off."Ma'am, if you didn't pay, just say so. Don't deceive me!"
Hanna was momentarily stunned. Ethan must not find out she was the woman he had hired for a night."It was just a slip of the tongue. 10,000 dollars in exchange for pretending to be your girlfriend," Hanna demanded."Okay, deal."Hanna extended her hand. "Sir, hand over the payment."Ethan shook his head. "You're quite something. I'll pay you once you start pretending, and this isn't just for a day. Whenever I need you, you'll come. Anyway, sign the agreement later and you'll get your initial payment.""Okay, sir." Hanna's ears perked up with excitement. Her sister's chemotherapy expenses would be covered."What exactly will this pretending involve?" she asked."Just pretend we fell in love at first sight. You don't need to change anything. You're a cleaner at the company," he replied."Sir, it might be hard for your parents to believe that story. A CEO falling for a cleaner?""You look decent enough. They'll believe I fell for you at first sight. Besides, my mom doesn't care
"Mr. Miller, why are you interested in my perfume?" Hanna asked Ethan.She didn't mind if he was gay, but that seemed impossible considering how great he was in bed. Her face flushed at the thought."I'll pay you. Bring me the perfume you used," Ethan said."Okay," she replied, puzzled by his sudden interest in her perfume.Her grandmother had taught her to make perfume using various flowers, with the scent of roses being her favorite."Okay, you may go.""Mr. Miller, it's raining heavily.""There's a waiting shed over there. Take shelter. Get out!" he ordered."It's dark in the waiting shed. I might get raped there. And I don't have an umbrella. Please take me to the town center at least," she pleaded.He thought for a moment. "Alright, but on one condition.""What is it, Mr. Miller?""Let me smell your neck for three minutes," he demanded."What? You want to smell me? Okay." His request was weird, but it was fine as long as he took her to the town center, given the heavy
Hanna re-entered Ethan's office.Mila had initially stopped her, saying that Ethan never allowed cleaning inside his private office when he was there.Hanna carried a cleaning cloth and supplies. The office was so polished she could almost see her reflection. She pretended to clean, even though it was already spotless. Her job seemed easy—good pay with extra perks.The door burst open harshly, revealing Ethan's stepbrother, Lucas Sebastian Jones.Hanna turned away, hoping he wouldn't recognize her as one of the dancers from his bachelor party."Why was my project disapproved?" Lucas angrily threw some folders onto Ethan's desk."Because your team's project is garbage," Ethan replied, unfazed by Lucas' anger.Lucas sneered, laughing loudly. "Are you getting back at me because Cali chose me? It's been six months. We're married now. Can't you accept that you lost? The high and mighty Ethan Charles Miller is a loser!""I'm not being petty. Your team's concept is just trashy. And yo