(Emily's POV).“Oh, what good news is that? Let me know,” I said when Mike called me.“I'm not going to tell it here, Love. Get ready, you and I are having dinner together and I want you to stay at my mansion.”My cheeks flushed as I looked in the mirror. Hearing his wish for me to sleep there really embarrassed me. The thing was, he never felt embarrassed to ask me to sleep at his mansion. He was always open to saying what he wanted.“Alright, I'll get ready and I can't wait for you to arrive,” I said at that moment.“Dress up pretty, Love. I love you.”“I love you more.”When his call was turned off by him, I got ready pretty quickly. Since I had already taken a shower, I just had to choose the perfect dress that looked sexy in his eyes.To me, Mike is the only person who makes my passion come out only to him. I always wanted to show him my sexiness and maybe this was because he was my first partner with a considerable age gap.The last touch after applying my makeup was spraying pe
(Emily's POV).“Where is he?” I asked, feeling alone because I woke up that morning to the unsettling emptiness beside me. The sheets, still warm from where Mike had been, were now cold to the touch. I stretched lazily, the memory of last night’s intimacy still vivid in my mind, and listened for any signs of where he might be.That's when I caught the faint murmur of voices downstairs. Curious, I slipped out of bed, pulling on a loose shirt and jeans. The quiet buzz of conversation grew louder as I made my way to the living room.There he was—Mike—standing by the fireplace, talking to two sharply dressed men in dark suits. The morning sunlight streaming through the windows reflected off their polished shoes. I hesitated for a moment, watching Mike’s expression. He looked focused, his jaw tight but his posture relaxed. I had to admit, he was always in control, even in the most stressful situations. That’s what I loved about him—his steady presence.I cleared my throat and stepped
(Author's POV).Mike suddenly stood up from the small café table, his gaze narrowing as it locked onto a figure across the street. His body tensed, and Emily, sensing the shift in his demeanor, immediately grabbed his hand. "Mike," she said softly, her thumb rubbing the back of his hand in an attempt to soothe him. "What's wrong?"Mike didn’t respond right away, his eyes still fixated on the person watching him from a distance. He had that familiar look, the one he got when something wasn’t right. Emily’s heart raced. She knew that Mike had noticed someone—someone who shouldn’t have been there."Someone is watching us, I need to go after him," Mike said suddenly, his voice low, as if the mere thought of someone spying on them filled him with unease.Emily tightened her grip on his hand, pulling him back before he could take a step. "Wait, Mike," she urged. "It’s not a big deal. Let them watch. We don’t need to make this into something bigger than it is."Mike turned his gaze to her
(Author's POV). Mike’s footsteps echoed off the concrete walls of the office basement as he made his way to his car. It had been a long, tense day, and all he wanted was to head home to Emily. The idea of seeing her brought a sense of calm he desperately needed after dealing with Ellen earlier. He couldn’t quite shake the uneasy feeling Ellen left him with during their conversation—her persistence and the way she lingered in his mind were hard to ignore. As he approached the dimly lit parking lot, something caught his attention. A group of employees, their laughter echoing in the underground space, stood huddled together near one of the cars. He would have brushed it off as some late-night banter if it weren’t for the sudden, piercing sound of a woman’s scream. “Help!” the voice called, trembling with fear. Mike stopped in his tracks, his heart thudding in his chest. He turned his gaze toward the group, now clearly seeing a woman in the middle of the circle, struggling
(Emily's POV).“Well, I’m jealous after you told me about her, but that’s your past,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though the pang of jealousy was still there. The thought of Ellen, a woman Mike once had a fling with, sat uncomfortably in my chest. I didn't know her, but yes, every woman who had a relationship with him back then, although they were just bed partners - I felt jealous already.Mike looked at me, his eyes soft, as if he understood everything I wasn’t saying. “I get it, Love. I would be jealous too if I were you. But I promise, Ellen’s not going to get anywhere near me again. She’s not going to try to get attention from me either.”I rubbed his arm, feeling the tension ease out of me a little. “I’m not angry. Just… jealous,” I admitted, a small smile playing on my lips. “You’re mine, Mike. I don’t want any woman thinking they can come close to you.”A grin spread across his face, and he raised an eyebrow. “Does that mean you’re serious about coming to the o
(Emily’s POV).“Turn out you're here too. It's still hard to forget me to shop here when there are so many choices of places?” It was Ben who was suddenly somehow in the shopping center as well. He was in his suit like a billionaire, looking fine.Tsk! Of course, he was fine without me, he hurt me and chose that shameless bitch. Why would I expect him to feel sad? NO WAY!“This isn't the only one I visited, I just visited another place before, just so you know,” I replied calmly.I walked away from him, but who would have thought that he would follow me, by my side? It was a good thing Mike didn't join me shopping today.“So, are you married? That ring seems to prove something,” he asked, looking curious.I looked down at my wedding ring but I didn't flinch at his question. I thought I should instead make him hot by pointing out that I'm ultimately with the guy who's on top of him.“Of course, I am.”“How come? Would a man want to be with a woman who has nothing like you?” He mocked
(Emily's POV).Our kiss was so full of burning desire that the room instantly felt hot to me. He even took off my dress to show my breasts, occasionally sucking them until I sighed at that time.I held his body tightly and kissed him back lustfully.My breathing became ragged when he started lifting me up and carried me over to the sofa, laying me there.He started pumping my body as his manhood entered my cunt, and it felt so good when I had just been tense about my encounter with my ex-fiancé, then was relieved by my husband.“Yes! Yes! Right there, Mike. Faster!” I pleaded, frustrated.He growled as soon as I asked, I knew he would never be able to hold himself back as I asked for more, and quickly, we both got our release.I felt his twitching inside mine, he looked up at me breathlessly like me, and then we smiled at each other.“Are you satisfied enough?” he asked, running his fingers through my hair.“Very satisfied. How about you?”“I'm always satisfied with you, Emily.”I kis
(Author’s POV).“Mr. Ben, you and Miss Jane are coming with us to the police station right now.”“What?! What the hell?! You came out of nowhere and told me to come with you?!” “Let me go!” Jane screamed and they became attention center to the employees there.At that moment the police did come to his office, more precisely Emily's office. He was surprised by the arrival of the police who immediately told him to come with them. Jane was also panicked and scared.“You and Miss Jane have corrupted the company's money and we have a valid report. Come with us.”Forcibly, they were both taken to the police station. They continued to resist and deny the accusations while the police did not let go of the handcuffed men.Ben looked panicked but he couldn't help but become resigned as there was nothing he could do. Meanwhile Jane at his side continued to grumble in annoyance.“Why are you doing nothing? Do something!” “How? I don't know what to do, Jane. I didn't expect this to happen either.