“You cannot love me, Enora. I had told you that you couldn’t.” His brown eyes were almost popping out of their sockets, he yanked his hand away from mine and took a step backward, ruffling his brunette hair, he cursed. I love this man. “You cannot love me, I am your best friend’s father.” “But I can fuck my best friend’s father?” My voice cracked in disbelief, is this what my life is now? I had tears in my eyes, it’s always been like this since I met him, yet I love him. ~~ It was summer break and Enora had just gotten the job of filling in for the personal assistant of Mr Wright , her best friend's father. It was a thirty-day business trip that started with a kiss, then sex, and then love. Enora couldn’t help but fall head over heels for her best friend's father, he’s the first man to ever treat her like a princess, but Nathan has other intentions which didn’t include loving her.
View MoreEnora:His other hand slid down my arm and made me drop the bowl of chicken on the counter.“Mr. Wright, I…”“Nathan. I want you to call me Nathan, Enora.”His arm grabbed my waist gently and he spun me around. His eyes were dark and hungry, brimming with lust and passion. I swallowed hard.“Nathan…”Calling him by his first name was weird.“...I… I don’t think…”“Please stop thinking, Enora.–”He pulled me close to him and his erection pressed against my tummy. My face was a new shade of pink and my breathing was rapid.“–I don’t want you to think. I want you to feel.”His hands ran across my face, my cheeks came alive and a shudder rippled through my body. It was such a small place but the feeling…“I want you to feel what I do to you. I have been watching you and I know that you want me but you have been pushing me away. Why?”It was like I had been doused with cold water.“You know why,” I said, with slight anger, pushing him away and increasing the gap between us. “I… I just…”I
Enora:I was in the kitchen with the ingredients. Honestly, I have no idea why I decided to blurt out about cooking but here we were.The ripe red tomatoes in the corner were staring at me. It was a basic Italian pasta dish. Nothing too serious. I had pulled off more difficult recipes but nothing with a hot boss standing behind me and looking over my shoulder.“You do know what you are doing, right?”I spun around and was slightly offended. Was he trying to insinuate that I wasn’t sure what I was doing? Rude!“I can manage, thank you very much. It is just pasta. That’s like Italian 101.”He chuckled and shook his head. That infectious smile of his. I would never get tired of it. He pulled a high stool and sat down and I got to work, trying my best to keep my knees under me.Come on, Enora. You can do this. Where are the pots?Pots clanged together as I rummaged through the cupboard. I had to find the right size. Ahah!I pulled out a big saucepan. Pristine and polished, reflecting the
Enora:He stood there looking at me hungrily. I could feel the passion building up inside me as well. He hadn’t touched me for days frankly, I wanted him to. I didn’t have my nightmares when I was with him. I noticed it the day we first had sex. It was comfortable just lying against his chest. His warm body, his strong beating heart. Everything about him was…comforting.He reached his hands out and stroked my cheeks. I flinched at first but soon, I relaxed into his touch. His palm was soft and smelled of nice fragrant hand cream.He pulled me in close and I felt his bulge rub against me while he let out a deep groan.“I am not the best with apologies but I need you Enora.”Before I could say anything, his lips swooped on mine and seized me into the deepest kiss. He tastes fresh and minty. His tongue slipped into mine and soon, my knees were buckling beneath me. He tasted amazing. Fuck. I wanted more. So much more. I couldn’t believe I had not had him for this long.“Enora…”He pulled
Enora:He stood there looking at me hungrily. I could feel the passion building up inside me as well. He hadn’t touched me for days frankly, I wanted him to. I didn’t have my nightmares when I was with him. I noticed it the day we first had sex. It was comfortable just lying against his chest. His warm body, his strong beating heart. Everything about him was…comforting.He reached his hands out and stroked my cheeks. I flinched at first but soon, I relaxed into his touch. His palm was soft and smelled of nice fragrant hand cream.He pulled me in close and I felt his bulge rub against me while he let out a deep groan.“I am not the best with apologies but I need you Enora.”Before I could say anything, his lips swooped on mine and seized me into the deepest kiss. He tastes fresh and minty. His tongue slipped into mine and soon, my knees were buckling beneath me. He tasted amazing. Fuck. I wanted more. So much more. I couldn’t believe I had not had him for this long.“Enora…”He pulled
Nathan:I saw the nervous expression cloud her face as she walked towards me. With a nod, Mr. Alejandro left us alone and we walked quietly around the store.A sigh escaped my lips. I owned this place and the stares from the female workers got old very fast. Enora had her head bowed low, walking quietly by my side. I wanted to be mad at her for leaving me at the restaurant but I couldn’t bring myself to.She weakened me, tore down my defenses. It was an unusual feeling, nevertheless, some chastising was in order and I would get down to it once I knew what I wanted to know.“Have you seen anything you like?” I said to her, attempting to make small talk and ease her fears.She shook her head, without raising it. Another sigh escaped her lips. Her nervousness, fear, and anger all appealed to me. It was maddening.We stopped at a section and I pulled out a bright red dress from the hangers. She lifted her head slowly.“The quality is amazing,” I said dryly.It was hard to be enthusiastic.
Enora:I headed back to the office. My stomach churned. I wanted to palm myself in the face.The nightmares. I knew they hadn't stopped but I didn't expect him to hear them. For a rich penthouse, I expected the rooms to be more soundproof–a big thumbs down for architectural prowess.My head was lowered as I went back to my assigned office space. The whispers and stares didn't matter as much as they did to me anymore. Everyone could say whatever they wanted. I didn't care."Ouch!"I looked up, rubbing my forehead in pain."Miss Crystal. I didn't see you there."She scowled. Her perfect nose looked a little more witchy up close. Who knew?"I bet you didn't," she said acidly. "Might I recommend you a good optician so that you can get your eyes checked?"And with that, she stormed off. I scoffed. She was bitter that she wasn't going to the gala with Mr. Wright. I didn't blame her and I didn't care either. She could be as sour as a lemon for all I cared.I marched upstairs and soon reached
Enora Hell no! No…freaking…way!I sized her up with pre-cooked hate. She was tall and slender, curvy in all the right places. My breasts and butt looked like oranges compared to hers. Her face was beautifully round and her eyes…they were the deepest shade of green I had ever seen. The sun gently bathed her face and they seemed to glimmer like emeralds. Her hair was brown, wavy, and silky, reaching the small of her back, accentuating her perfect hips.My face was envy-green and I shrunk back. Why did I feel so ugly all of a sudden? I always thought I was a good seven or eight of ten but compared to her…a one or two.“Yes. Ms. Catherine did mention you. I was actually just talking to my assistant about the gala as well.”Those green eyes of hers turned to me and I felt my body stiffen. She smiled and her pearly white teeth flashed at me. I would probably need to shield my eyes. I was certain that they weren’t veneers.I turned to Mr. Wright and it was then I realized that all eyes wer
Enora:I was up early the next morning. My alarm rang, and I rolled out of bed. I rubbed my eyes. I wasn't particularly tired, but who wouldn't want to stay in such a cozy bed for a few more minutes?As I had my bath, I thought of yesterday evening. It was the first time I had seen Mr. Wright laugh as he showed me how to scoop out the lobster meat with a lobster fork. I giggled slightly to myself as I remembered how fun it was to crack the lobster's claws.For the first time, I wasn't scared or nervous around him. If anything, he didn't even act like a rich, stuck-up businessman. He was…different.As I got out of the shower and wrung out my hair with a towel, my inner voice scolded me disappointedly."You are supposed to be mad at him, not laughing and having a good time. He might have been the first guy to get in your pants but I think every sensible girl draws the line at bodily injury during sex."My mood was immediately dampened. I sighed and searched the wardrobe for something to
Enora:I was curled up in bed when I heard the knocking sound. I scowled. I wanted to yell at him to go away but I decided to keep quiet. There was no need to say anything and besides, I wasn’t…Grrrrr!My hands flew to my stomach and I buried my face deeper into my pillow. He was right. I hadn’t eaten anything all day except the little pickings of food that I had this morning at the breakfast table.I rolled over. Maybe if I ignored it, it would go…Grrrrrrrr!!!Damn it! It was even louder than before. If my stomach had little people living inside of it, I was certain that they were getting their pitchforks ready because I could feel a sharp stabbing pain in every part of my tummy.A loud groan escaped my lips. I didn’t want to see his face. Maybe if I waited long enough, he would finish eating and leave the table and I could sneak my food into my room and eat alone.It was the best plan and I powered through the growling and pitchfork-like pains for the next half an hour. God! I wa
Enora:The scent of my bubble gum lip gloss wafted into my nose as I reapplied it on my lips, staring at my reflection through the windshield of a black SUV.I was nervous as hell to meet my new employer.What if I did terribly? What if he didn't like me?It was my first day and I was already going on a thirty-day trip with him armed with only the location of the business trip and nothing more. His assistant had been involved in an accident just two days ago and Bridget, my best friend, had talked to her father about my need for a job. I needed the job to help me pay off my student loan and I had gotten an email that same night saying I had to prepare for a thirty-day trip the next day as his assistant. I had been sent his schedule and everything but I still wasn't completely sure what I was to do. This was my first time working for a billionaire and I was both nervous and petrified. I didn't even know what he looked like yet and what he even was like, Bridget never spoke so much a...
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