EightWhen Leo shouted fiercely, the room froze. Everyone's expressions reflected shock—Mrs. Lyra's eyes widened, Marco stiffened, and the maids stood paralyzed.Marco broke the silence, his voice incredulous. "What the hell is wrong with you? What do you think you're doing?"Leo turned to him, his voice ringing with anger. "What I’m doing? I’m telling you all to stop bullying Talia, for crying out loud!" His voice grew louder, more defiant. "It’s been five years, and nothing has changed. The same patriarchal nonsense still runs this family."He stormed towards the door, but halfway there, he stopped next to Mrs. Lyra. His fists clenched, his teeth grinding, he leaned in close and whispered, "It’s still so boring here." The venom in his words stung. Then, without another glance, he stormed out, leaving Marco stunned, unable to muster a response.Mrs. Lyra, panicking, jumped from her seat and tried to chase after Leo, but suddenly she clutched her chest, breathing heavily. Sweat poured
NineAs soon as they got home, Leo hesitated at the door. "Talia, let me escort you to your room," he suggested, his voice softer than usual. But before he could take another step, she pulled him close, her arms wrapping tightly around his waist. Her breath was warm against his neck as she whispered, "Leo, have sex with me."Leo's body froze, and his eyes widened at her bold request. He stared down at her, disbelief etched into every line of his face. "Are you... not afraid of what I might do?" he asked, his voice low with a mix of shock and something darker.Talia met his gaze, unwavering. "I'm not afraid," she said confidently, her eyes steady on his. "I want you to have sex with me. Now."Leo blinked, struggling to process her words. "Have sex?" he repeated, his voice tinged with disbelief.She nodded firmly, her hands already moving to undo his tie and unbutton his shirt. "If we don’t have sex, how are we going to have a child?" Her fingers worked quickly, her intentions clear. "I
TenTalia woke to something pressed to her mouth. When cold water touched her lips, she parted them and drank.After a moment, he shook his head. “You’re not finished yet, Talia. Your heat isn’t quite over.” He set a hand to her lower stomach, his palm cool against her heated skin, then pressed to massage there.The action had her gasping, her body sore and tired but unsated.He stopped, sliding his hand to her hip and offering a purr. “It’s okay, love. Easy. I thought you’d be sore by now.As she woke more, as the touch of his fingers and his scent surrounded her, she found her heat rising again. It threatened to pull her beneath its waves again.Leo's lips quivered, he smiled. “Your pupils are dilating, and your breathing is speeding. You’re feeling it, aren’t you?”Talia arched into the touch, her damp thighs rubbing against each other as the hormones that drove her heat increased, as they dragged her under the weight of nature.He leaned in and pressed his forehead to hers, the ac
ElevenThe next morning, Talia woke up, the sunlight filtering through the curtains. She quickly dressed for work, noticing that Leo was no longer beside her. When she stepped outside, a car was already waiting. As she approached, she saw Leo seated inside."Good morning," they greeted each other politely as she slid into the car.To her surprise, Leo reached into the seat next to him and handed her a small food flask. "Make sure you eat when you get to work. Don’t starve," he said with a soft smile.Talia blinked, taken aback. "You did all this?" she asked, unable to hide her surprise at this sudden gesture. "I can just buy food at the office. You don't have to go through the trouble."Leo hesitated before responding. "The mornings are hectic. This is the least I can do for you right now."She glanced at the flask, then back at him. "You've already done enough, Leo. Thank you," she said, smiling despite her inner confusion.Leo's gaze softened as he watched her. "You need to take car
TwelveLeo clenched his fists as Talia’s father glared at him, visibly shocked by his audacity. The older man’s expression hardened. "I bet you want money, right?" he sneered. "I’ll give it to you, just so you can get the hell out of Talia’s life." With a swift motion, Leo flipped his hand away and pulled a still-stunned Talia close to him.“I knew there was something up! So, you found yourself a new lover, huh? Don’t you dare bring shame to our family!” her father spat venomously, his voice filled with disdain. Talia’s heart clenched at the harsh words."Lover?" Leo scoffed. "I’m her lawful husband—" But before he could finish, Talia nudged him, cutting him off.“He’s my husband’s older brother,” Talia said firmly, her voice steady. Leo’s expression darkened, disappointment flickering in his eyes as he stared at her.Her father’s mood shifted instantly, a fake smile spreading across his face. "Oh, the eldest son of the Donovan family? No wonder you're extraordinary. Excuse my rudenes
ThirteenIn the meeting room, everyone gathered around the table, the atmosphere tense and heavy. Malia's gaze was locked onto Talia, her expression a mix of aggression and jealousy. “What’s going on here?” Malia demanded, her voice cutting through the silence. “The sales department report didn’t meet the standards this month. Who’s responsible for this mess?” Her eyes bored into Talia with a mocking glare.Lisa, Talia’s friend, stood up defiantly. “Are you blaming Talia for this? You only got your position because of your connections with the Donovan family, not because of your abilities,” she shot back, her voice firm and unapologetic. Talia struggled to hold back a laugh at Lisa’s boldness.Lisa continued, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “It’s a miracle your performance ever meets the standard. Malia, you’re just a placeholder.” Malia’s face flushed with rage, but Lisa ignored her, leaning closer to Talia. “Talia, you have the Donovan name, too, right? Why don’t you get the same p
FourteenHis eyes were still glued to her, lingering far too long, but Talia pretended not to notice. She straightened her back and put on her most professional smile. "Good evening, Mr. Bernard," she repeated, holding up the documents. "I’m Talia from the Donovan Group, and I’m here to discuss cooperation with you." He didn’t seem to care about her words. Instead, a sheepish grin spread across his face, his gaze traveling slowly up and down her body. He stood up, his eyes darkening with lust as he moved closer."Ah, I remember now." His voice was slurred with alcohol as he walked towards her, his steps slow, predatory. "Talia… the beautiful lady from the Donovan Group." His grin widened. "Your company is too generous, sending me such a… feast." Without warning, he grabbed her hand, his touch rough and unwanted.Talia’s heart pounded, but she remained calm, quickly yanking her hand away. She forced her smile to remain intact, even though her stomach churned. "I think there’s been a
FIFTEENWhen Talia whispered that to Leo, he smiled and gently smoothed her hair. "You want us to make love again, don’t you?" he asked, his tone teasing. Before she could respond, she placed her hand on his lips, but it was too late—Greg had already heard it. He chuckled slightly from the driver’s seat.Talia stammered, "Y-Yes, I want to have a baby as soon as possible... so the mission can be accomplished earlier." She pouted her lips, trying to look serious.Leo smiled, took her hands, and kissed them softly. "If that’s what you want, I’ll satisfy you," he said, leaning in closer to kiss her. Suddenly aware of Greg’s presence, she quickly pulled her hand back and cleared her throat. "Never mind... Greg is still here," she said shyly, her cheeks flushing pink."Greg!" Leo called out firmly. Greg turned around, smiling sheepishly. "Yes, sir. Umm... okay, I’ll go now." He stammered before dashing out of the car."Oh my God, Greg is so sensible," Talia muttered to herself with a