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Playing With Fire

Author: Liz Barnet
last update Last Updated: 2023-12-01 17:01:48

Evelyn

Slipping my hand beneath the fabric of my nightie, my breath quickened involuntarily. The lingering sensitivity from last night made this an ill-advised indulgence, but resistance felt futile.

Jacob had an undeniable knack for coaxing me into these daring acts. He was a risk-taker, and a risk himself by nature, an attribute that only heightened my desires for him.

"Are you touching yourself, Evelyn?" His voice, textured with huskiness, reached me amid faint shuffling sounds from the other end.

Fuck! It’d be hard to stay calm.

"Yeah..." I murmured, inhaling deeply as my fingertips grazed over my clit, a surge of sensation making my thighs instinctively twitch, though moisture still gathered despite my instinct to resist.

Damn. I doubted that I could reach my high without his touch at this point.

"Exactly where are your hands, Evelyn?" His amusement was palpable in his tone, a hint of smugness evident even from a distance as I could partially feel the smirk that must have adorne
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    Sienna"I believe a few days of absence made you forget what I said before, huh?"He stepped closer, and I found myself gripping the edge of the desk, knuckles white, breath quickening, heart hammering in my chest.I wasn't exactly in a safe spot right now.On his desk. In his office. With him standing right between my legs.And worse? He was mad. Utterly, terrifyingly mad.So what else was I supposed to do except run?And stupidly—that's exactly what I tried. But before my feet even touched the ground, he caught me like I weighed nothing, lifting me effortlessly and placing me back on the desk. Right where I'd been. Trapped. Caged under his control, under his dominance."Whatever happened that night was a mistake, huh?" he murmured, voice low, almost amused. His hands settled on my hips—and tightened.I couldn't move. I didn't know whether I physically couldn't... or if I didn't dare to. Because those eyes—God, those eyes—burned with something feral. And I had a gut feeling that if I

  • My Dad's Bestfriend    Ice Melting

    Sienna"I hate this," I muttered as I walked into that massive, stupid building. And by "massive," I didn't just mean impressive—I meant palace-level overkill. I'd always mocked Dad for showing off in his office, but this? This was ridiculous. Computers and paperwork didn't require chandeliers and marble floors. What the hell is this place?Grayson Industries—or rather, Alexander Grayson, the man under whose command every employee moved, spoke, and breathed like a puppet—had clearly spared no expense. Media called him a billionaire. Media lied. He wasn't just rich; he owned opulence, wielding it like a weapon. One snap of his fingers, and he could buy loyalty—or fear.After giving my name as an "employee" from Adriano Corporation, I was led to his office. Jackpot: his secretary was at her desk. Perfect. I could drop off the file and vanish before even glimpsing the devil in his domain.&nbs

  • My Dad's Bestfriend    One Against Universe

    SiennaI lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. It had been a day and a half since he left for his "business trip." He'd called—maybe once, maybe twice. I'd seen him in those meetings, a room full of suited men, laughing, shaking hands. I tried to keep my responses minimal, indifferent, as always. But nothing was working like it used to.If there was anyone I wanted to avoid, it was Grayson. Always had been. Sure, maybe I'd judged him harshly. But for good reason—that's what I'd tell myself. Those charges against him—whatever they were—never made it into the news, and yet, I believed knew enough about him. I'd hated the way he could punch someone into near unconsciousness without a flicker of guilt. The way blood on his hands seemed trivial. And the women—God, the women. Countless, disposable. None ever mattered to him.I could list a hundred reasons I despised him. And yet... he'd started

  • My Dad's Bestfriend    Trapped By The Devil

    SiennaHe'd shifted us—again. I'd lost count. And finally, after what felt like half the night passing in a blink, Alexander came. That memory... I couldn't shake it, even as I stood by the window, letting the fresh air brush against me. Nothing could erase how his face contorted, how he let out that soft, ragged breath, how he heaved, pupils dilated, growling, "Fuck, Sienna."And with him coming apart, I'd come apart too.It was... unnerving. He felt too good to be real. Things that beautiful didn't last. I wasn't lucky like Mom and Dad, who had found love, fought for it, and stayed. My biggest fear had always been... never experiencing something that magical. That probably explained why I'd settled for Ryatt—desperate, thinking I'd never find anything better.And now, this—Alex—was magical. But it was terrifying. Fleeting.There was no way I could ever f

  • My Dad's Bestfriend    In The High Of Passion

    SiennaHis words buzzed through the room, his eyes locked on mine as if daring me to object. If only he knew how fast my heart was hammering, he would have never imagined I could resist. I slid my hands around his neck, breathing heavy, melding with his."Who's stopping you, Grayson?" I whispered.For the first time, I didn't call him Grayson out of hatred, and he noticed. A smirk curved at the corner of his lips. He sat up, hands moving to his belt buckle, unbuckling it slowly, looking down at me like I was the main attraction in the most intoxicating show. Better than any strip show.I lay beneath him, tracing my hand from his chest down to his V, relishing the warmth and texture of his skin. He was perfect. A creature of pure sin and allure.It was strange—how men like him were so irresistible, carved to perfection. And ironic—how women like me, who held our heads

  • My Dad's Bestfriend    Ready To Burn

    SiennaI barely noticed the room around me—his lips were on mine, stealing every breath, every thought. I only knew the door had been kicked open and then my back hit the bed, legs locked around his hips, his body pressing me down as he kissed me like the world was ending.I was drowning in him—his scent, his breath, his taste, his touch. My head was filled with Alex, and judging by the way I was moaning his name, he was going to fill much more of me with something entirely of him. Fuck beating around the bush—he was going to fuck me.Breathless, we broke apart. He sat up, tugging my top open, unhooking my bra with a swift flick and tossing it aside. I reached for his t-shirt, desperate to strip him bare, but he caught my wrists, pinning them above my head as he pushed me back on the bed, under his mercy. Moonlight spilled through the window, catching in

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