When Stella finally recognized the face that had appeared in front of her, she smiled. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “It’s you!”“What are you doing here, Miss Steele?”Ben was initially surprised, but he became slightly embarrassed when he noticed the expressions on Stella’s face.“Did you think that I was Mr. Ford?” he asked. “He’s still in a meeting right now. I came down to get some documents for him. How about waiting for him in his office instead, Miss Steele?”The receptionist sprang to her feet when she saw Ben politely addressing the woman and held her breath in terror. She had assumed that the woman was suspicious when even Daisy didn’t know her, but judging from how Ben treated her; she must be someone really special to Mr. Ford.Did she just make a terrible mistake not letting her in?But Stella had no intention to cause the receptionist any trouble.“Don’t tell Weston that I’ll be waiting for him in his office, okay? I want to give him a surprise!”“Okay,” replied Ben wit
Weston swept Stella’s hair away from her face and kissed her again. “Weston…” Stella grumbled in a muffled voice. “Not here…”Pretty sure what he was about to do, she wanted to stop him. Weston stood up and peered down at her. “Call me something else,” he demanded.“What do you want me to call you?” Stella blinked at him in confusion.“Take a guess.”“...Mr. Ford?”Weston leaned down and pinched her chin, causing her to yelp in pain.“...darling?” She took another guess.“Better,” Weston replied, though he still looked unsatisfied. He picked her up from the chair and seated her on his lap. He clasped a hand behind her head and held her close so their foreheads touched.“Try again,” he coaxed.Stella’s eyes flashed. She thought of how he put a diamond ring on her finger without her knowledge last night and had an idea.“...hubby?” she murmured breathily.As soon as she spoke, her lips were covered by his. He explored her hungrily with his tongue, almost as if he was a
Stella could feel her belly rubbing the cold buckle of Weston’s belt. She had a hunch that things were about to go wildly out of control.“No…” she begged him. “Please, not here…”“Before she could finish speaking, the sound of heels clacking the ground approached Weston’s office door rapidly…“Mr. Ford,” Daisy called and knocked on the door. “I’ve compiled the important points from the meeting minutes.”Without waiting for an answer, she opened the door and entered the office.As soon as the doorknob turned, Stella shoved Weston away in panic, slinked down under his desk, and hid there before he could say anything.Weston watched her speechlessly. He was about to get her when he saw Stella desperately gesturing to him to keep quiet.“Shh!”She looked at him with large, pleading eyes. Her face was still flushed. Her hair was a mess. She was half naked, and her clothes were in disarray. It was clear that she was not in an appropriate state to be seen by strangers.Weston shifte
The new international project signaled Ford Corporation’s rise in the near future, not just as the most powerful organization in the country but also as a major player in the international market. Because of that, new customers flooded in when the news of the project broke out. In other words, Weston could not afford to turn these businessmen away—he was obliged to treat them well.“Let them in,” he finally decided after a long consideration.Stella’s eyes widened in disbelief. She glared at Weston. What was he thinking, letting the guests in when she was still down here?!Weston seemed to be able to guess what was on Stella’s mind. He reached down and patted her head to reassure her, but to his surprise, she slapped his hand away and even bit his finger.“Ow!” Weston groaned under his breath. He grimaced and pinched her cheek as a warning not to do that again.Daisy noticed his strange expression and asked, “What’s wrong, Mr. Ford?”“Nothing,” replied Weston with a straight
Sometimes, Stella was truly dumbstruck by Weston.And right now was one of those instances. As she was playing with his pants, she inadvertently lifted up the hem and exposed his socks. She was surprised to find that even his socks were of high quality and looked elegant. How meticulous could this man be?Sensing her movements, Weston reached down and stroked her hair, trying to soothe the naughty vixen. But Stella suddenly snatched his hand and refused to let it go. Weston frowned slightly and managed to pull his hand away with some force. He then pinched her cheek as punishment. Stella accepted it and rubbed his fingers gently in response.And so Weston multitasked as best as he could—on the one hand, he conducted a serious meeting with his partners about a multi-billion-dollar project, and on the other, teased and played with Stella under the desk on the other.Daisy was frantically jotting down the minutes of the meeting—her work made that much more intensive, no thanks to
“Meow!”Stella didn’t know where she found the courage to do it, but in that desperate moment, it was all that she could think of.“Meow!” she cried again.The sound of a cat’s lazy meow filled the office. Everyone looked around and at each other in total confusion. Even Weston, who was always so stoic, seemed to have a curious look on his face as if trying to suppress a certain emotion. The hand on the desk was also twitching.Finally, it was a German businessman who broke the silence with his laugh.“Is that your cat, Mr. Ford? Sounds just like my own little Persian! She always cries out in a soft voice, just like that! Everyone adores her!”“You have a cat too?” Weston asked in impeccable German. “My little one here isn’t a Persian, though.”“What breed is your cat then?” the businessman responded with interest.“She’s just a little mongrel,” Weston replied, his eyes darting toward Stella, whose face was twisted with anger. The sight, however, only made him smile. “Is that
A glint flashed past Stella’s eyes. …play with him? He’d always been the one to take the lead. Now that she thought about it, she had never tried taking the lead before. It left her to wonder what things would be like, if she were to take the initiative for a change. “Weston…” Something changed in her eyes as she tugged his tie and pulled him closer. “Are you sure you want to play?” He lowered his eyes and looked at her. A cheeky smile broke across her petite face, clearly indicating that she had some tricks up her sleeve. Weston cupped her cheeks, and his calloused fingers rubbed across his fair, dewy skin. “Let me see what you’ve got.” Stella suddenly turned solemn as she turned around to press him against the desk she was originally trapped under. “Shhh.” Her long, lithe arms wrapped around his as she lifted her head and brushed her nose against the corner of his lips. “From this second on, don’t move.” Stella said domineeringly, “Don’t doubt my actions, and do
“Who said so?” Stella smiled cheekily. “What if you dislike the experience after this round?” She then began to take a series of photos of him. “I won’t miss a chance to record how you look like right now.” She suddenly leaned in on him and said into his ear, “I wonder… if your employees know you’re completely at my mercy right now?” Weston fixed his eyes on her. “If ‘completely at your mercy’ means having my hands tied and photos were taken, I believe that’s an exaggeration.” “Oh?” Stella chuckled. “You don’t think this is it?” She glided her fingers across his skin and held his belt. “The main course is coming right up. Do you still remember the rules I stated?” She crouched down low, still straddling his waist, and repeated herself, “Don’t speak, don’t doubt, and don’t move.” A moment later. Weston looked calmly at Stella, who was fumbling anxiously with the buckle. “You know how to unfasten a wristwatch but not a belt?” His remark slowed her hands down, but sh
Stella had rarely ever woken up before him.He had always been terrifyingly strong, but their lovemaking last night must have consumed a lot of his energy, leaving him so tired that he was still sound asleep.She stared at him and suddenly felt like doing something naughty. She pinched his nose and held her fingers there, trying to suffocate him. Unsurprisingly, he soon knitted his handsome brows and quickly woke up.He was surprised to see her mesmerizing eyes as soon as he woke up, which made him pause. He then took her hand into his and kissed it again and again.“Are you okay?” he asked with concern, remembering how wildly he ravaged her last night.She had only been willing to be intimate with him because she was under the influence of a drug, yet he had taken advantage of her and had his way with her over and over again last night.Stella did not speak. Seeing her like that made his expressions turn a little colder. He fell silent for a long time before he got up and sl
The moment Stella saw him, she flew into his arms and clambered onto his body. She kissed him again and again, trying to search for his breath so she could explore his body even deeper. All she wanted was to let him extinguish the fire burning inside her.Half an hour had passed, and the effect of the drug on her body was its strongest now.Weston swallowed his saliva. Without any hesitation, he pinned her against the bathroom mirror and kissed her vehemently on her face, her shoulders, then her neck.Stella could not stop herself from letting out loud moans. The sounds she produced only drove Weston wilder. Even the corners of his eyes began to turn red now.Luckily, there was still a thread of reason in his mind. He pushed her away and, while panting heavily, asked her, “Who am I, Stella?”But Stella’s mind was occupied with her primal urges. She ignored his question and grabbed his shirt collar, saying, “Let’s do it…” The sight of her filled Weston with a desire to just give
Weston paused, then simply replied, “Okay.”When he saw her changing into a pair of high heels, he followed her around and asked, “Where are you going?”“Oh, to a private concert.”Then she added, “If you’re going to spend the night here tonight, then please take care of Elias and Emma. But if you have to leave, I’ll ask Roger to come over instead.”“Don’t worry,” he said. “Just go out and enjoy yourself. I’ll be at home and take good care of the kids.”Stella paused suddenly, feeling inexplicably weird about what Weston had just said. It sounded like she was forcing him to stay at home and take care of the kids while she went out to have fun without a care in the world. She turned around to look at Weston, feeling like he was acting like a poor neglected housewife.She shook her head and tried to shake this terrifying thought out of her mind.When they arrived at the concert, Hayden offered his arm to her like a gentleman. They then walked into the private concert together, w
Stella’s words rendered Weston speechless. She was right. He had been the one to agree to let Stella date other people, so he must seem like a fool saying all those things to her.He withdrew his hands and forced himself to calm down a little. “I have no intention to stand in your way,” he told Stella. “I was only worried about Elias and Emma. Since they’re also here, I think you need to take their feelings into consideration.”The children could sense the strained atmosphere between the adults, so they just waited patiently on the couch with Roger, occasionally poking their heads out to look at their parents.Seeing his kids like that, Weston slowly added, “I’m only here to see the kids, so both of you can go ahead with your date.”Stella said nothing and just took Hayden’s hand and left.When they got downstairs, Hayden glanced at her and asked, “Are you sure you want to just leave him like that?”“I don’t know,” Stella massaged the point between her brows. “I’m not sure wh
Hayden Quirk arrived half an hour earlier than Stella did on their first date.“You’re much earlier than I expected,” he joked as Stella walked in.Stella was actually on time, but she still felt a little guilty when she saw him already waiting for her when she arrived.“The traffic is terrible today,” she said.“Don’t worry about it,” Hayden said, handing her the menu. “Mr. Ford expected me to wait for you for at least an hour.”“I seriously don’t know what you guys are up to,” she grumbled, exasperated, “but I hope it will at least be over soon. Just don’t drag it out and cause me any trouble.”She ordered a few dishes, then handed the menu back to him. Hayden took it from her, ordered a few more signature dishes that the restaurant was popular for, then looked at Stella with a faint smile.“Did you think this is all just a joke?” he asked.“What else could it be?”“I am serious about this,” he told her, his voice suddenly turning grave. “Since even Mr. Ford agreed that we s
Weston raised his eyebrows at Ben’s words. “But he’s divorced. He has an ex-wife.”“What’s wrong with having an ex-wife?”Ben found Weston’s comment strange. “This man has good qualities. Upon investigation, he has a very good personality too. He was an active member during college. He also has an amazingly beautiful resume. It’s normal that a man like him has been married before… Besides, hasn’t Ms. Sealey been married before herself? She even has two children.”Weston’s expression turned cold at once. “Are you discriminating against her?”“I’m not.”Weston said, “Or do you think she can only find a divorced man for her second marriage?”Ben panicked. “I wouldn’t dare!”With Weston’s ridiculous amount of nitpicking, they could find no one that would match Stella.Hayden sat beside and quietly reviewed Weston’s latest psychological health report. As he turned the page, he suddenly said, “I’m actually a little interested in Ms. Sealey.”Hayden laughed a little and turned to Wes
Stella opened her eyes and shot Weston a cold look. Then, she turned her head the other way.Weston did not touch her again. He knew she was probably angry with him, so he stayed silent.A few moments later, he reminded her, “Don’t be angry. That man is unreliable.”Stella propped her chin in her palm. “And what does that have to do with you?”Weston pursed his lips, setting his jaw in a tight line. He said, “I’ve promised to stop pestering you. It’ll be a promise. I’m fine with seeing you with another man, but at least find someone who makes me feel at ease.”“Why do I need your approval when I’m just looking for a date?” Stella found his words funny. “You’re just my ex-husband. Don’t you think you care too much?”Weston rubbed his brow, and his voice suddenly went cold. “If you don’t want me to keep pestering you like I just did, maybe you should listen to me.”Stella questioned, “Are you threatening me?”“No. I’m suggesting.”Stella was lost for words. Then, she suddenly
Stella froze for a moment when she heard the voice. When she turned around, she saw that Weston had appeared behind her at some point.Weston stared at the man behind Stella with a cold gaze and an icy aura around him. Weston had always emitted a strong aura around him. Anyone who saw him would immediately be terrified because of his intimidating aura.The man froze for a moment at Weston’s sudden appearance. He took a step back and quickly steadied himself before greeting Weston, “Mr. Ford.”He still had the same calm and gentle look. “I’m sending Miss Cicily back.”“I know. Don’t ever show up in front of her again,” Weston told him. “You don’t have to send her back. Stay away from her.”It would be a little inappropriate for the man to act a fool at Weston’s straightforwardness, so he tugged at his collar and asked Weston with a polite smile, “Mr. Ford, you should give me a reason, shouldn’t you? I’m having a good time with Miss Cicily.”“You’re the one who thinks she’s having
Stella smiled. It seemed like he had come prepared.Stella enjoyed chatting with the man. He was sincere and introduced himself properly as soon as they started chatting.The man was also a pianist and came from a scholarly family. Although not super wealthy, he was doing considerably well in the middle class. Stella would not need to worry about the quality of life with him, but that was about it. She certainly could not live a luxurious life.Stella had a good impression of him. She also talked to him a little more about piano music.Stella twirled her hair and smiled. She told him with a nice voice, “I’m sure Roger has already told you about my situation.”“I know.”The man looked at her gently and set the coffee in front of her. He said to her, “I’m very interested in you. I think we’re very suitable for each other. Our living standards nowadays have improved quite a bit. Not many look for a partner purely because of material qualities. People with emotional needs will search