I loudly said every curse word I could think of as I dragged my suitcase inside—something that Ethan should be doing instead of standing there, all relaxed, leaning against the doorframe like this was some kind of luxury vacation.Which it was!"You're being dramatic, Sophie," he said, finally setting his phone down on the nightstand. "It’s just a bed."I turned around to glare at him. "Just a bed?" My voice came out in an annoyingly high pitch. "It’s the only bed!"He just shrugged my tantrum off. "It’s big enough for the both of us," he said, as if it were the simplest thing in the world."I am not sharing a bed with you.""Suit yourself." He casually unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and rolled them up, revealing his forearms in that effortless way that only made him more infuriating and... annoyingly hot.Then, to make things worse, he walked over and sprawled onto the bed like he owned the damn thing."You are an absolute prick."He only stretched his arms over his head, smirking
When I woke up, I was warm, cozy and extremely comfortable and most then I wasn’t on my side of the bed anymore.My leg was tangled with Ethan’s, my head rested against his hard chest, and worst of all—his arm was firmly wrapped around my waist.What the hell—My breath hitched as my sluggish brain pieced together the situation. I wasn’t just curled into Ethan—I was tangled with him. His leg was draped over mine, his hand resting on my stomach, his entire body pressed against me.I was spooning with the devil.I was panicking, not knowing what to do next, finally an idea clicked I carefully tried to shift out of his hold without waking him up, that was until I felt it.Oh. My. God.I went rigid as I realized that his very 'solid situation' was pressed against my lower back.My body locked up instantly. Nope. Nope. Nope, I didn't want to feel his hard on against me, and why did it make me feel this way?"Ethan," I hissed, trying to wriggle away.The arm around me only tightened as he
I was dressed to Kill I couldn't help but smile at my own reflection feeling more than satisfied as I adjusted the bust area of the red dress that clung to every inch of me like a second skin, it had a slit that was dangerously high and an off shoulder neckline. Since Ethan had decided to pack my bags, I might as well wear the most tempting dress in the pile after all. If he wanted to drag me into this game, I would play. I could already imagine his reaction when he saw me, the way his jaw would tighten, and the look eyes before he forced himself to act unaffected. He thought he was untouchable, tonight I would make sure he wasn’t. When I stepped out of the bedroom, I was not disappointed, he was standing near the suite’s minibar, fixing his cufflinks. The moment his eyes landed on me, I saw the way his jaw drilled, his eyes accessed my entire outfit as I knew he was more than pleased. I tried to stop myself from grinning Gotcha! “Something wrong, Mr. Blackwood?” I asked, feigni
Finally Ethan looked at me ready to speak, my breathing calmed as I assumed that he going to defend me, but boy was I wrong."She’s ambitious, but she still has a lot to learn about how these deals work and besides I don't expect her to speak for me.” His words were like the finally blow, the room felt too small as I was in the hot seat and he was the one who put me there.I clenched my fists under the table, my nails digging into my palms to keep my expression neutral. But Ethan just kept looking at me like he was waiting for me to crack.Camille’s smirk widened, as I could see everyone silently waiting for me to embarrass myself.I exhaled slowly If they wanted to test me, then fine. I would pass.I turned to Mr. Ventura, straightening my shoulders.“Blackwood Corp isn’t just another corporation throwing money at expansion.” My voice was steady giving the illusion that I wasn't about to shit my pants “It’s a powerhouse that’s mastered the balance between calculated risk and strateg
My lips were swollen from his brutal kiss, my body still pinned between him and the elevator wall and all I could think about was how much I wanted and needed him.I grabbed his jacket, fisting the fabric to pull him closer. My body arched into his as Ieaned into his lips again. I needed more of him “Ethan…” I whispered, sounding so very desperate.He groaned, his grip on my waist tightening, I could sense how his restraint was slipping, but he was still holding back.He shook his head. "Not like this."I blinked, confused. "Then how?"His fingers brushed over my cheek, his gaze locking onto mine. “I want you, but if you give yourself to me, it won’t be in a moment of anger or desperation.”I didn't know what to do to make him see that my body was longing for him."Then take me, Please" I murmured, pressing my body closer, letting him feel exactly how much I wanted him.His jaw clenched, his breathing was becoming uneven. Then he leaned in, his lips almost kissing me.“Be mine,” he
One moment, I was tangled in sheets that smelled like him, my body sore from the amazing sex and then the next, Ethan was effortlessly lifting me from the bed. I blinked as I still sounded tried. “What… are you doing?” He didn’t answer or even look at me. He just carried me as if I weighed nothing, his grip firm but still shockingly gentle. I could hear the sound of running water and the scent of steam and lavender, my breathe tightened. Was he… running me a bath? I panicked instantly as I thought of another possibly thing he was doing... was he going to bathe me? “Ethan, I can do it myself.” Still, he said nothing. He stepped into the bathroom and set me down on the cool marble counter. I watched as he turned toward the tub, rolling up his sleeves. This wasn’t the ruthless businessman who had wrecked me, the one who took everything I gave and then demanded more. This was different. And that terrified me more than anything. He reached into the water, testing the temperature w
The sheets were a tangled mess, my whole body still smelling like him. Fuck. I was still sore.I stretched instinctively, reaching for warmth—for him—but the space beside me was empty.A strange unease settled in my chest. I pushed myself up onto my elbows, scanning the room.He was near the window, already dressed, a folder resting in his lap. His sleeves were rolled up, his hair slightly tousled, but his posture was all business. Cold. Detached. A complete contrast to the man who had done unspeakable things to me just hours ago.Something was wrong."You’re up early," I murmured, my voice still thick with sleep.Ethan didn’t immediately respond. He flipped a page, scanning whatever document had his attention, then finally looked at me. Blue. Icy."We have something to discuss."That cool, unreadable tone—so different from last night. I frowned, trying to shake off the unease creeping up my spine."What’s so important that it couldn’t wait?"He didn’t answer. Instead, he tossed the f
I looked at him very curiously wondering what he was saying with Mr. Ventura, seeing how bad the meeting ended, I expected them to scream at eachother on the call but Ethan just nodded, ended the call and turned to me."Get dressed. We have a breakfast meeting."I arched a brow, still gripping the crumpled contract in my hand. "A meeting?"if I'm being honest, I wanted them to scream at eachother, because what if life with out a little violence?"Ventura wants to finalize the deal over breakfast be ready in fifteen minutes he specifically mentioned that you would be in attendance."Just like that there was no discussion or acknowledgment of what had just happened between us.I threw the contract on the floor and got ready, Ethan should shove this contract down his fine ass.I needed to get ready for the supposed meeting, I just hope Mr. Ventura didn't bring Camille because I was more than ready to claw her eyes out.***We sighted Mr. Ventura at the far end of the hotel Cafe with a cu
Ethan “Alex used an internal login,” he said, voice tight. “But he didn’t hack in himself. Someone gave him access.”My jaw tightened. “Who?”Daniel exhaled sharply, pulling up a log file. “It was a shared admin password. Only a few people have it—IT leads, security personnel…” He hesitated. “And interns who’ve worked in the department.”“Who could have given it to him?”Daniel didn't reply immediately; he was still fixated on his computer. “Give me time boss, this kind of thing takes time.” “Fine, I need everything about Alex.”Daniel blinked. “Everything?”I turned to him, my expression blank. “Everything you can find on Alex. His calls, his emails, his financial records—everything.”Daniel nodded so fast it was a wonder his head didn’t snap off. “Ok boss.” After what felt like two seconds he replied. “Here.” “Send it to me.” I said and he nodded.Daniel barely had time to mutter something about looking deeper before I was already walking out of my office.Ready to hunt the fucke
Ethan I never expected Sophie to tell me to get out. Not like that with her voice shaking, her eyes red and glassy, looking as if I had betrayed her in the worst way possible and the worst part was that I couldn’t even blame her. Because when everything went to hell, I wasn’t there. I clenched my jaw, storming toward my car, my body shaking with barely restrained rage. My fists slammed against the roof of the vehicle before I opened the car door so hard that you would think it was the cause of my problem. “Fucking Rachel,” I muttered under my breath, my little sister can be dramatic most times and I had no time for her theatrics nor her judgement. Someone had humiliated Sophie and dragged her through the mud in front of the entire company. The person had gone damn far by taking our private moments and turning them into a goddamn public spectacle. And I was going to find out who it was. I pulled out my phone, forcing myself to look at the pictures again, even though they made
I was curled up on the couch, still a sobbing mess while I checked my phone every passing second but it was still the same thing. My phone was silent and there were no new messages or any calls at all from him.Rachel was in the kitchen, making tea like it could fix this. even the scent of chamomile did nothing to calm the riot in my head.We heard a knock on the door, Rachel immediately snapped her head up but I didn't move.She looked like she was ready to punch on who was knocking as the knock was becoming more louder and persistent.Rachel walked to the door, glancing at the peephole before letting out a bitter laugh. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”I already knew who it was.She yanked the door open but didn’t step aside. Ethan stood there, hands shoved in his pockets, still looking very but together.“I need to see Sophie,” he said as his voice was calm and controlled.She crossed her arms looking very fierce. “And I need you to leave.”“Rachel I-.”She cut him off rudely
Everyone went dead silent but it looked as if Rachel wasn't done speaking. “But do you know what I can tell you? This is workplace harassment, and I will find out who’s responsible.”I have never seen her acting so vicious, if there was anything it was only now that she looked like she was actually related to Ethan. “You want to talk about immunity, let’s talk about company policy, shall we? Because last I checked, cyberbullying, workplace harassment, and slander are all grounds for termination.”Rachel’s eyes swept the room, daring anyone to challenge her. No one did.“That’s what I thought,” she said coldly. “Now get back to work before I make sure HR has a very busy afternoon.”With that, she grabbed my wrist and practically dragged me out of the office, my legs moving on autopilot as she led me toward the elevator. I didn’t protest. I didn’t have it in me.The elevator doors slid shut, sealing us in silence.Rachel exhaled sharply through her nose, arms crossed tightly over her c
“Can you please let me in? I’m already late, and you know how Mr. Blackwood gets with his employees being late”I tried to keep the frustration out of my voice, but the way she was looking at me like she knew something I didn’t made my skin itch.Her smirk widened at the mention of Ethan's name. “Rough morning?”I blinked, caught off guard. “You… could say that.”Oh, she had no idea how rough my morning had been.She hummed, eyes lingering on me in that irritating, knowing way. “Mmm.”What the hell was that supposed to mean? Was a ‘mmm’ going to get me inside? I clenched my jaw, my patience running very low. “So… Can you let me in?”She tapped a perfectly manicured nail against the desk, her smirk deepening. “Are you sure you belong here?”I pressed my hand on my forehead wanting to scream out my frustration at her.What. The. Hell.Didn’t she just call me by my name a minute ago?I narrowed my eyes. “Excuse me?”She leaned in slightly, lowering her voice as if she was about to let m
I should’ve just stayed in bed, and I wasn't even kidding.I knew today was going to be a mess the second I woke up, and the drama that happened just proved everything to be true. To make matters worse, I was already running late. My hair wouldn’t cooperate and stay in a freaking bun, my shirt had a wrinkle that refused to smooth out, and to top it all off, Ethan still hadn’t replied to my text.Looked like I was having the worst day on planet fucking Earth.I was checking my phone the whole ride to work, waiting for a reply from Ethan, or even a call from my mother telling me that what happened yesterday was one of her crazy attention-seeking stunts.But something told me that it wasn't.I checked my phone again, and still—nothing. The one time I needed Ethan to actually text me, he hadn’t sent a single reply.“Are you okay, miss?” The taxi driver asked, and I could see him watching me from the rearview mirror and he wasn't even hiding the fact that he was watching me.Jeez. Was I re
I woke up to the smell of coffee and something frying in the kitchen which incredibly unusual.I sniffed again and identified it as pancakes and bacon. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming or that I was being robbed and the thief was kind enough to make breakfast, because that was a more realistic explanation to what was happening because Veronica Carter didn’t cook. Not unless she was trying to impress someone.I wasn't even sure if she could do any domestic work.I sat up still feeling sleepy, rubbing my eyes, and then I saw her.Mom stood by the stove, dressed in a fitted cream blouse and tailored pants, looking like she had just stepped out of a magazine.Damn, who on earth was able to look this put together this early in the morning? Her hair, which had been a disaster last night, was now sleek and straight, her makeup flawless. She even had on a pair of pearl earrings.I didn't even know if I owned a hair straightener, because how on earth was she able to do this, and where di
Even as I walked home I was still grinning earlier to eat as I entered the taxi, my phone buzzed with a text from Ethan.Ethan: Remember tomorrow is Friday.Me: Looks like someone's excited.He didn't reply, he didn't need to be ahse the first sentence was enough to make my heart flip in my tiny little chest. I bit my lip, trying not to blush as the taxi driver did this thing. There was something perfect when your driver didn't try to engage in small talk, it just makes me want to give a full five stars.Finally I had reached my stop, I came down from the car as I hurried up the steps to my apartment. Tomorrow meant I was staying over meaning that I would be wrapped up in his sheets, waking up to him. The thought alone was to send me into overdrive But the second I looked up, the happiness I was feeling in my chest vanished.Right outside my apartment door was my mother looking like she was run over by a truck.Her legs were folded in a way that made it seem as if she had just coll
“Are you going to be shy?” He asked as I shook my head representing a no. But it was obvious that my answer didn't satisfy him as his grip on my thighs tightened, I was sure that he would leave a mark “N-no I'm not going to be shy.” Who was I kidding, I was beyond shy, but with the way he looked at me with a satisfied smirk I knew this was going to be amazing. "Good." He said in a monotone. Without any warning he lowered his head trailing kisses on my thighs, my hands involuntarily touched his hair guiding him to where I wanted it. I could feel him smirking as he was kicking on my thighs. I felt immediately insecure, what if I smelt weird? or the tiny bit of hair icked him out? What if I didn't like it? But with the way he looked at me, every doubt cleared my mind, his tongue then kissed my labia, fuck! I didn't know that can feel so amazing. I felt his tongue enter into me kissing my clitoris as I held his hair tighter begging him to keep going. Then he lowered h