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I slump back in my chair. I'm tired of writing reports, reading manuscripts, and answering tons of emails. I haven't had a moment to breathe patiently today.My BlackBerry buzzes with another message. The caller ID says it's my husband.I'M WAITING FOR YOU DOWN HEREI'M COMING DOWNI put my blackberry in my bag after answering and grab my folders. I leave my office and, outside, I find no one. Everyone has been dismissed. Getting into the “trophy wife” role will cost me a few extra hours of work.I take the elevator down to the floor below, where Lough and Martty are waiting for me. Martty must have come later, because he didn't come with us.-”Lough, Martty” I greet. They both nod their heads at me.We walk over to the Audi SUV, and Martty opens the back door for me, where I climb in.The first vision I have is of my Greek god. He is dressed in his suit, without a tie, with the top two buttons of his shirt undone. He looks divine. I look into his gray eyes, which are deeper than usua
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-"yes" I whisper. I bite my lower lip, in a failed attempt to stifle my smile. His gaze darkens under my act, taking the naive child to Eros, god of love and eroticism.-"I already agreed to share her, but I can't accept him sleeping with you too." He mutters in mock disapproval. It's always about a possession contest where Ethan won't accept sharing me. I smile instinctively.-"It's not polite to smile at your husband." His tone is low and accusatory. I shrug, as if my transgression will go unnoticed by both of them. -"Is that all you have to say?" He raises an eyebrow, amused.-”Correct me according to my mistake” I ask.-”Mrs. Donneli…” in a quick movement, Ethan throws himself on top of me, trapping my body beneath his, pressed to the mattress.-"You forget that I'll have you at Donneli House," he murmurs. He holds my wrists next to my head and supports his weight on his knees, one on each side of my body.Damn.-”oh” I am unable to say anything different. I feel a subtle blush t
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'Cause girl I'm hungover Let's just start over Gotta be more to love than this('Cause girl, I'm tired of this Let's start over We need to love more than fight)He controls his moans by biting his lower lip. I bring my hands to his back, and dig my nails into his skin.-”Angelic” Ethan scolds. He increases the intensity, fucking me faster, as a punishment.-"Ethan" I try to moan under his hand. He grips my waist to push his penetration, slamming his body against mine. I roll my eyes, being completely taken away. I feel my sex squeezing him like a closed fist.-"Fuck, Angelic" Ethan mumbles. I get lost in the feeling of having Ethan inside me. Suddenly, he holds me and stops moving, forcing me to stay still, and starts to rotate his hips.Ethan thrusts deeper into me, holding my waist, literally controlling my body. He continues to thrust deep, very deep, until I cum. At this moment, Ethan removes his hand from my mouth and releases me to moan as I spill.-"ah" I moan as I feel th
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Lets live it like we care For one last night(I had a dream that I was dying But I found no one there And if one last night is all we're given Let's live it like we care For one last night)“No...No...No. I don’t know where I am, it’s so dark and empty. I feel abandoned! Some pulsating beats remind me of a heart... I’m inside my own heart! Shit! What’s happening? I see flashes of light, focusing on two people. The people exchange kisses and caresses, like a couple in love. Are the people Ethan and... Charlotte? They raise their hands, appreciating their identical rings. I try to scream, but I’m so alone, sad, abandoned. He can’t hear me. No! Damn it, no! I can’t stand seeing him with her! I struggle to do something... scream, run, call. I can’t do anything but cry and sob desperately. Beside me, I notice Elena’s presence. She’s smiling victoriously. My misfortune feels pleasant like wine on her lips. A liquid runs down my legs, red like vivid blood. I’m losing my son! My son and
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He walks towards me, closing our short distance. I take a deep breath to catch my breath. His eyes take on a strong, hypnotic hue. Ethan grabs my waist, subtle and strong, pulling me towards him. Before my body can meet his, he redirects me to the wall of the door, so that I am pressed against it. His right hand holds my waist, while his left runs down my body, from the hem of my dress to my breasts. I grab his hair and pull him towards me. I frame his lips, inviting him for a primitive kiss. We are close, hot and excited. I feel his member brush against the fabric of his pants, eager to go beyond all the pieces of clothing. Our kiss deepens, becoming more carnal and sexy. He opens his own jacket, to get rid of the eminent heat, I suppose, and throws it on the marble of the sink.-"My clothes," I whisper, causing a mischievous smile to grow on his lips. Ethan slides his hands down the sides of my legs, lifting the satin. He hooks his fingers in my panties, and pulls them down to fall
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-"Look, Angelic has beautiful breasts," she murmurs. I study the gap, now larger, in the valley of my breasts. It's not bad, nor is it vulgar. The dress has its classic side.-”right” the lady, Vera, stands up on her heels, and deftly pins several pins into the fabric, so that the neckline remains higher, as Mia indicated. She writes another note on her tablet. -”perfect” Kate says, clapping her hands slowly and slowly.I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Once I'm fully ready, this fabric might be something beautiful on me after all.-"Beautiful, isn't she?" Mia turns to the three women. The blondes nod in agreement, and the brunette shrugs. I shake my head to dispel the bad vibes they give me.-”What time is it?” I ask.-”two eight” Vera looks at her wristwatch. It is a personalized watch, matching her cream dress. She is a very stylish lady.-"Do you have any plans, Angelic?" Kate asks. She asked me if we could have coffee together after trying on the clothes. I said we would,
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Ethan holds my waist and lifts my body. I hug his torso with my legs and he leads us to the sheets, which were not placed here for us to fuck standing up! Ethan kneels on the sheets so that I am sitting on his lap.He pushes the cup of my bra down, and my breasts spring out. My nipples are exposed, and are quickly hardening with the change in temperature. As his tongue circles my nipple, and captures it in his mouth, my hands move up to his hair. I pull him towards me. He continues sucking, until I move, to create some friction on his already excited member.When he brings me to the brink of orgasm, playing with my nipple, something he does very well, Ethan pushes me back. I lie on the cold sheets, unlike his lap. His skillful fingers find the sides of my panties, and pull them down.Oh fuck! Is he really going to do this here? This place looks so open!-"Ethan," I warn, but without resistance. I'm too far gone, in a haze of desire. Ethan leans over me, and bites the inside of my thig
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-"Baby, wait for me in the room. I'll be there in twenty minutes." Ethan looks at me, to gauge the level of disappointment. -"All...okay," I murmur. He kisses me, and then leaves for his office.I can handle it...CHRISTIAN POV I make my way to the office. I need to get this shit sorted before I have my wife fall asleep. I open the double doors, and I can see Taylor standing next to my desk. "It's okay, Ros. I didn't expect you to be in Taiwan today," I mutter to my negotiator on the other end of the line. I have a big deal in Taiwan, and Ros is competent enough to handle it, so she's on it. I trust her. I walk over to Taylor, who has a manila folder in her hands. I sit down in the chair behind the desk and reach for the folder. "The supplier is demanding. You said I was on the case, and I figured I could do whatever I thought was best," she says, as if explaining herself. Ros is like a right-hand woman, more efficient than most men. "You did the right thing. I'll be in Vegas be
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You fucking psychotic son of a bitch!I think about staying still so I don't give him what he wants. My obedience and submission. I turn my face when he's close enough to kiss me.I just chose the hard way.No, I can't allow Jack to touch me and do everything he plans without a fight. He's a maniac! I'd say I gave him what he asked for, at the very least! Not to mention the disgust I would feel for my own body when I remembered his hands on me and me... me allowing it.Fuck it! Let him hurt me, but he won't do it easily.-"This isn't going to end well, Jack. Let me go, please," I beg, in one last attempt. My face still tilted to the right. Blood dripping directly onto the floor. Our breaths are fast and heavy.He opens his mouth to mutter a response, but is stopped by the noise, now truly impossible to ignore. I wasn't hallucinating!Along with the noise, the door of the house is knocked to the ground. With the recent scare, Jack lets go of me and I fall, unable to stay standing on my
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-"The current location?" I dare ask. I'm not surprised he needed pressure to get the woman to talk.-"Yes, sir. Hyde and Mrs. Lincoln are in a Parksville car cemetery on I-5, twenty miles away from the Cruze that was used for the kidnapping." The last word sends a shiver through my body, sending my soul to hell for a few seconds.-"Does Welch know?"-"He and Barney are doing the course analysis, sir."-"contact Detective Clark before sending any men to the address. It could be a setup."-"Yes, sir. We'll be ready for that, too," Taylor states in a way that only he could do to give me confidence.-"Excellent"-"I'd like to do this my way, before I contact Clark. I know types like Hyde in a way he'd never understand." His tone doesn't disguise the hint of emotion, finally free to act on his own terms.-"Okay, Taylor. Call me when you're ready to act," I command. The feeling of control is back in me, and I'm the fucking master of this ship.-"I will, Mr. Donneli. Welch is doing the plann
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Feel you here forever You and me together, nothing gets better.(When I lay with you I could stay there, close my eyes Feel you here forever You and me together, nothing is better)**CHRISTIAN POVMy cell phone vibrates on the table in recognition of a call. I answer, knowing it's Welch with some information I don't yet have.-"Donneli" I say when I answer.-"Mr. Donneli, I've been in touch with the guys I know, well, in the counterfeiting business." He seems hesitant, perhaps because he's confessing to his boss that he has access to this type of person.I don't give a fucking shit.-"And…" I encourage.-"Did any of them recognize the car?" I continue asking.-"Yeah, a crooked mechanic from California. Los Angeles, to be specific. Denney Cooper recognized the plate, and admitted to having it made for some strange guy. Almost six feet tall, dark hair, military build, and an unmistakable tattoo. Something about a bow and arrow on his arm." I listen carefully and take in the man's f
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Upon entering his wife's office, to his sudden surprise, Ethan found it empty. Taylor accompanied him, to make sure that events were occurring correctly, as usual. The man became desperate, and the worst thoughts about Jack haunted his mind. His inability to say or do anything was obvious, because somewhere, his wife was with a maniac.-"Gather your men and search for her in every possible place in the city," he growled at Taylor, who immediately fished his BlackBerry out of his pocket to begin his mission. It was a matter of necessity for both of them. He walked away from his boss as he started a call, barking orders and commands, as he knew he should.At that moment, Ethan swore to himself that he would kill Jack if he caused harm to Angelic.'Doesn't the son of a bitch get tired of tormenting us?' He thought to himself, at the height of his anguish.Taylor, after his call, walked towards the furiously possessed man to inform him of the recent news.-"They're checking the building's
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- "Now, let's go to your office," she asks politely, as if I had any other alternative. I turn to the exit, and, just in case, she puts her gun back up. Maybe the possibility of another failure in the plan could screw up a lot of things. I walk out of the meeting room in calm steps, followed by Beatrice. The only sound made is our shoes hitting the floor. My heels make louder sounds, due to my apprehension, which becomes worse considering the emptiness on the third floor. Hanna is also not at her desk, and, before shit happened, I missed her in the meeting room. When I reach my office, I open the door so we can go in. The lights are purposely off. I turn on the light, pretending not to be scared by Beatrice's presence. She comes in behind me, and, seeing that there is no need to keep cocking her gun, she puts away the gun. - "Do you want money?" I ask. Mrs. Ethan Donnelly would be a gold mine for any lunatic son of a bitch! Why else would I have a woman with a gun in my office? -"i
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Angelic POV●●SIP After finishing the call with Ethan, I throw my BlackBerry on the table, which, by the way, is full of papers. How could I go home when I have tons of manuscripts? I look at the Macbook, which is on, open to the electronic page of my daily agenda. Today, I have a meeting about finances, which is completely unavoidable! I open the first drawer of my desk and put my personal objectives, such as a bag, glasses and cell phone, in it. The meeting will start in twenty minutes, but I know that the senior editors have their clocks ahead, and at that moment, they should be in the room. I am, ironically, twenty minutes late! I get up from the table and leave the office. Before that, I check my wristwatch, which shows 6:30 pm. I will do my best to keep the meeting short. I close the door to my office to avoid any unforeseen events later. Hanna is not at her desk, so I assume she is in the kitchen making some coffee, the only shit that keeps people confined for hours in a ro
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-"You showed competence and responsibility as director of fiction at SIP" he comments. I don't know where this conversation is headed, but I don't think I'll be able to make an obscene insinuation. "I have a demanding boss," I joke. Ethan wets his lips with his tongue, carrying a lascivious smile. I had an example of his demandingness two minutes ago! "It's good that he is. But I would really like you to be CEO of SIP." His words scare me. Me as CEO of SIP? I don't know if that's the best choice. What could I do that he doesn't? "Ethan, I'm not qualified," I murmur in astonishment. I can't deny my happiness at knowing that he trusts me with such a responsibility. "You're more than qualified, Angelic, and you'll have help initially, then you'll be able to manage it entirely on your own," he suggests. "What if I bankrupt SIP?" I ask. It's not smart to put fifty people's jobs in my hands! "As long as you're interested in your job, I'll keep it." He frowns, as if it were obvious. We
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-"You said you have a brother, of whom you have no memories," I murmur, seeking divine enlightenment. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Breathe, Donneli! -"yes, I did." -"this brother must be twenty-eight?" I ask. Oh shit, why the fuck is this so hard? -"what do you mean? Did you have any information about him? Yes, yes, he would be that age." She can barely get the words out of her mouth. -"understanding," Angelic reminds her. Emily closes her eyes, and begins a rhythmic process of inhaling and exhaling. -"I might have some news about your brother," I say. A small smile forms on my lips, and Emily notices. She's a smart girl. -"I thought he was dead, because, well...my mother is dead," she murmurs. -"unless..." She takes a second to process it, perhaps putting the story in order for herself. -"oh no, no, no! You? You're...you?" She points at me, and brings her hand back to cover her mouth. -"Fuck! You're my brother" her eyes widen and fill with tears
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-"I'm not going anywhere. I love you, and you need me, I'll be here" he states with love, passion and reverence in his eyes. How I love Angelic, only she can awaken in me the desire to live, to live for and with her. - "I love you, Mrs. Donneli" I say smiling. My best gift was this woman. What did I do to deserve this goddess sent by God?I call Welch, if anyone can do a thorough investigation, it's him. Angelic in the shower is an opportune time to call. -"Welch" I say in an even tone. My mood is 'post-fuck', and that means a good thing. -"Yes, Mr. Donneli" he answers yawning. What's wrong with my team? Have I not been letting them get enough sleep? -"I need you to locate that son of a bitch Hyde" I say in a tone only he can hear. As much as I'm in the room, and Angelic in the bathroom, this is one part of the story that I don't need his knowledge of. -"Locate Jack Hyde? I could do it tomorrow..." Welch begins, but I interrupt him abruptly. -"I want it today, you'll have... two
