“Don’t tell me you’re starting to get scared again,” he whispered before returning his lips to my sensitive nipples. His hand slid lower, shifting my panties aside, the fabric brushing against my skin. “Someone might walk in,” I managed to say, though my voice was barely audible. “Forget everyone and focus on us,” he murmured. His fingers began to tease me, running over my clit with a deliberate slowness that made my breath hitch. “I love how you’re always so wet for me,” he said, his tone filled with raw desire. As his pace quickened, his words urged me on. “Don’t hold back your moans. I want to hear all of it.” The knowledge that his office was soundproof was the only reassurance I had, but even then, I couldn’t trust my own voice. My body arched in response as he trailed kisses along my neck, his fingers moving with an intoxicating rhythm. “I love how your body reacts to my touch,” he murmured against my skin. “I could fuck you all day.” “Yes,” I moaned, unable to stop myself. “Yes, what?” he teased, his fingers moving even faster, pushing me closer to the edge. “Don’t stop, Alex,” I gasped. ********************************************************** Six years ago, Alex broke me, leaving me humiliated, pregnant, and abandoned. He chose Camila, his flawless childhood friend, while I was left to pick up the shattered pieces of my life. But I survived, and for my son, I built a life I’m proud of. Now, Alex is after me, but stunned by the woman I’ve become, and the son who bears his resemblance. When he asked about his father, my son’s innocent reply said it all: "Mommy said he's dead." I couldn’t have said it better myself.
View MoreThe room was quiet, save for the soft rustle of fabric and the faint sound of breathing. Alex’s eyes locked onto Gennie’s, his gaze intense, unwavering. He could feel the tension between them, thick and unspoken, like a storm waiting to break. She was trying to pull away, her hands pressing against his chest, but he wasn’t having it. Not tonight. Not after everything.He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a way that was both gentle and demanding. Gennie’s resistance faltered for a moment, and that was all the opening he needed. His hand slid up to cradle the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair as he deepened the kiss. She tasted sweet, like the wine they’d shared earlier, and he couldn’t get enough.For a moment, she stiffened, her body tense beneath his. But then, something shifted. Her hands, which had been pushing him away, now gripped his shoulders, pulling him closer. A soft sound escaped her lips, something between a sigh and a moan, and Alex felt a surg
"You won’t believe what happened!" Gennie exclaimed, her voice a mix of frustration and disbelief.Lara raised an eyebrow, leaning forward. "What now? And what did Jamie say?""He was furious. I told him it’s over and I want nothing to do with him," Gennie replied, crossing her arms. "And before you start defending him, you know how much I hate office drama. I’m done with all of it."Lara sighed. "That’s so sad. I was really rooting for you two. He must be crushed."Gennie shrugged. "That’s not all. I also had a talk with Alex. I’m sure Darlington already told you about it.""Yes, he mentioned it. I’m so sorry, Gennie.""Don’t be. It’s fine. Love just isn’t for me," Gennie said, her tone resigned."Don’t say that," Lara protested. "I don’t want you to give up. I don’t know how, but I know you’ll get your happily ever after."Gennie chuckled. "You need to cut back on those romantic movies. I’m good, really. As long as I have Jasper, I’m fine."Lara hesitated, then asked, "So, what’s th
After what felt like an eternity, Alex finally reached the hotel where he was staying. The moment he stepped into the presidential suite, he locked the door behind him and made a beeline for the bar. Without hesitation, he grabbed a glass and poured himself a generous amount of whiskey. Still standing, he took a few quick sips, the burn of the alcohol doing little to calm the storm raging inside him.He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his recent calls, stopping at his best friend Greg’s number. He hit the dial and put the phone on speaker, setting it down on the counter.Greg answered almost immediately. “I was just thinking about you,” he said, his tone light but curious.“Why?” Alex asked, his voice low and tense.“Because I haven’t heard from you as soon as I expected. Please don’t tell me you’ve done something insane.”Alex hesitated, then muttered, “Thank you.”Greg groaned. “You’ve messed up, haven’t you?”Silence.“Christ, Alex! After all the warnings I gave you!”“I’
Fedora’s voice crackled through the phone, sharp and incredulous. “A son?!” she exclaimed, her tone rising with every word. “She’s married? Wow!”Alex sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “She’s not married.”“How old is the little boy?” Fedora pressed, her curiosity now fully ignited.Alex hesitated, his jaw tightening. He didn’t answer.Fedora’s voice softened, but only slightly. “Alex, I know you used to love her. But if she’s moved on, you need to move on too. Staying stuck in the past isn’t helping anyone. Camila’s been throwing tantrums back here, and…”“Camila can go to hell for all I care!” Alex snapped, cutting her off.There was a pause on the other end of the line. Then Fedora’s voice dropped, serious and low. “What do you mean, ‘there’s a probability’? You’re not one to sit on the fence, Alex. What aren’t you telling me? Either the boy is yours, or she’s not. Be straight with me.”Alex exhaled heavily, his shoulders sagging. “The private investigator I hired told me Ge
Alex had always prided himself on being a man who could handle anything life threw at him. But as he stood in the lobby of the office building, his confidence wavered for the first time in years. His heart pounded in his chest, and his palms felt clammy as he gripped the strap of his briefcase. He had come here to meet Genevieve, the woman who had once been the center of his world, but now he wasn’t sure what to expect. The past had a way of resurfacing when you least expected it, and today felt like one of those days.He took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves, and stepped into the elevator. As the doors closed, he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirrored walls. His tie was perfectly knotted, his suit immaculate, but his eyes betrayed the turmoil brewing inside him. He had rehearsed what he would say to Genevieve a hundred times, but now that he was here, the words felt hollow. How do you face someone you once loved, someone you thought you’d never see again?The el
Alex pushed open the glass door and stepped into the office, his jaw tight and his heart pounding louder than he would ever admit. He hated being here, hated the weight of the conversation he was about to have, but there was no escaping it. Not anymore.Genevieve didn’t look up immediately. She was seated behind her desk, fingers flying across her keyboard as if typing fast enough would make him disappear. The sharp click of the keys was the only sound in the room.He cleared his throat. “Yeah, maybe this was a mistake, but I’m already here. So I might as well say it all.”Her head snapped up then, and her eyes, once soft, once his, were now hard, cold. “I don’t have time for whatever this is, Alex. Honestly, I should never have let my assistant call you in here.”“Just hear me out,” he said, his voice steady, though his hands trembled at his sides. “Please.”She laughed without humour. “So now I’m the one who’s unreasonable?”He opened his mouth, closed it again. How could he even be
Alex leaned against the wall, his jaw tight as if trying to swallow the frustration burning in his chest. It was almost laughable, back home, no one dared speak to him without a careful choice of words, let alone look him directly in the eye. But here? He was just another man, easily dismissed and disrespected. Every encounter, every cold glance, reminded him of how far he had fallen. All because of Genevieve.He let out a slow breath, stuffing his hands into his pockets as if the gesture could somehow hold in his growing anger. Without a second thought, he pushed open the door to her office.Lucy was mid-conversation with Gennie, but the moment he stepped inside, their words dissolved into silence."I will see you later," Lucy said, gathering a file from Gennie's desk and brushing past Alex with a hard, pointed stare as she exited.Once they were alone, Alex tilted his head, his lips tugging into a half-smile. "You wanted to see me?"Genevieve didn’t return the smile. Instead, she mo
“What if you’re looking at this all wrong?” Lucy asked, stepping into Genevieve’s office without her even noticing.Genevieve looked up, startled. “What do you mean?” she replied, her tone sharp.“I know Alex’s here, but what if he doesn’t have the same intentions you think he does? What if he’s not here to destroy you?” Lucy suggested, her voice calm and steady.“You don’t know Alex, so you wouldn’t understand,” Genevieve shot back, her frustration evident.“But it doesn’t make sense for him to act this way. He’s the one who pushed you out of his life in the first place. Why would he come back now just to hurt you?” Lucy reasoned.“Yeah, well, he probably just wants to see me miserable forever! He’s shocked I’m still standing after everything he and his family put me through,” Genevieve said, her voice rising.She sighed heavily and dropped into the chair behind her desk. “Just when I thought I was finally getting my happily ever after, he shows up to ruin everything.”“Calm down, Ge
“Gennie or a new client, who would you trust?” Lucy asked, her voice calm but probing.“Did you just say a new client?” Genevieve replied, her tone sharp.“He’s a shareholder, which automatically makes him a board member. Once everything is finalized, he’s going to be your boss. So, if I were any of you, I’d behave myself and control my temper,” Lucy said, trying to reason with her.“That’s the point,” Genevieve shot back, her frustration evident.“What?” Mr. Philips frowned, clearly confused by the tension in the room.“I think he’s up to no good. He’s here to destroy everything,” Genevieve said, her voice firm.“What do you mean, ‘destroy everything’? Do you even know who Alex Woods is? Do you know how many businesses he controls worldwide? You might want to Google his net worth since you’re all making him out to be some kind of gold digger,” Mr. Philips retorted, his tone defensive.“For heaven’s sake, this man runs successful businesses that are known worldwide. The other board me
Genevieve's pov It was Friday, precisely 3:30 p.m., I walked into Alex’s office while he was busy typing on his laptop. The sound of my knock broke through the quiet hum of the room. “Come in,” he said, his eyes still glued to the screen. I stepped inside and gently closed the door behind me. “Still working?” I asked with a small smile, my voice teasing. He finally looked up, his face lighting up as he saw me. “Yeah, trying to wrap up this report,” he replied. “But I’m glad you’re here.” I walked over and sat on the visitor’s chair across from him, unable to take my eyes off the effortlessly charming man in front of me. He looked so… perfect. “You know I’ve told you not to sit there,” Alex said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Come here!” “Someone might walk in,” I whispered nervously, glancing at the closed door. “That’s my problem to handle,” he said with a smirk, gesturing toward himself. “Come to big daddy.” I felt my cheeks heat up at his w...
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