Kaelon’s POVI watched Aaron, still sitting across from me, staring at his plate with an expression that could only be described as disbelief. He let out a bitter laugh, and I felt my gut twist at the sound. It wasn’t the laugh of someone finding humor in the absurd; it was the laugh of someone teetering on the edge of frustration and resignation, about to snap.“You’ve got to be kidding me,” he said, shaking his head, as though what I had said was beyond the realm of possibility. His voice was low, but sharp, a tone that I knew far too well—the one he used when he was getting ready to let his emotions fly, whether I liked it or not.“What’s so funny?” I asked, leaning back, watching him closely. I had a feeling I knew where this was going.“Is it really that easy for you, Dad?” His words came out like daggers. He locked eyes with me then, as if daring me to answer. “If it’s that simple, why the hell didn’t you fall in love after Mom? Why the hell did you keep yourself closed off fro
VIV’S POVHey this is Aaron. I’m unavailable at the moment. Kindly leave a message after the dial.“What the actual fuck?!” I screamed at no one in particular as the phone slipped from my trembling fingers, landing with a soft thud on the plush carpet beside me. Why do I keep getting his damn voicemails?!I’d dialed his number five times already. Maybe more. Who was counting when your heart was beating out of your chest?I scowled, glaring at the glowing screen as though it were some sort of cruel joke. How dare he not pick up? Didn’t he understand what was happening to me? I pressed my hand against my belly, trying to will myself to calm down, but my pulse raced in frustration, the sound of my rapid heartbeat filling my ears.I really thought that he had liked me after all this time. I mean we had sex before their wedding night!“Damn him.” I muttered under my breath. Despite all my anger, I could not still shake off the feeling that I was alone through it all. I was stuck up alon
Liv’s POVA pounding headache split my skull as I stirred, a dull ache radiating from behind my eyes.I groaned, forcing myself upright, blinking against the harsh morning light streaming through the curtains.My limbs felt sluggish, my mouth dry and tasting of regret. The night before was a blur with flashes of music, laughter, maybe a streetlight spinning past. And then… nothing.I pressed my fingers to my temples, trying to massage some clarity into my thoughts.What the hell happened?My phone lay cracked on the nightstand, the screen lighting up with a flood of missed calls from Lara and Vio.My stomach twisted with unease. Shoving aside the tangled sheets, I forced myself out of bed, wincing as my legs protested.“I need coffee.” I muttered under my breath.And answers.By the time I made it to the kitchen, Lara and Vio were already perched on the counter, steaming mugs in hand, looking way too entertained for my liking. The smell of coffee made my stomach lurch before settling
Aaron’s POVI stood outside Liv’s parents apartment, the early morning chill nipping at my skin, but it didn’t bother me. Nothing did, not when I had one purpose in mind. I had flowers in my hand—fresh ones, the kind you pick up early, right after the sun starts creeping over the horizon. I’d had to leave the house at five a.m., wearing my best suit, hoping to catch her before she left. Every time I called or texted, I got nothing. So, I thought I’d do the old-fashioned thing. Show up.I checked my watch for what felt like the hundredth time. It was nearing eight now, and I’d been standing out here for nearly an hour. My patience was wearing thin. I was irritated with myself. I should’ve been able to figure out where she’d gone. We had plans last night, but after she left… everything went off course. Now, I was standing here like some lovesick idiot, praying to see her.I ran my fingers through my hair, frustrated.Viv kept calling and texting like the lunatic she was fast becomi
Vivi’s POVI couldn’t help myself. I stood there, laughing under my breath, almost mocking at how ridiculous it was that Aaron was standing on my doorstep, holding a bouquet of flowers. He had ignored my calls for days, shut his phone off like some moody teenager. And yet here he was, on the other side of the door, his face stiff with something between regret and impatience, holding out those damn flowers like he was some romantic hero in a cheesy movie.“Really?” I muttered under my breath, staring at him in disbelief. “Now you come around?”I leaned casually against the doorframe of his car, arms crossed, and gave him my best ‘you didn’t see this coming’ look.“Aaron,” I started, letting the word slide off my tongue, “So after you finally decided to show up, you're just going to be spewing too much nonsense, is that it?”He was tense—too tense. There was something about his energy, his aura, that told me something was off. Not that it mattered. I wasn’t the one playing for anyt
Kaelon’s POVI sat in the grand dining room, a quiet morning stretching in front of me. The soft hum of the city outside was muffled by the heavy curtains that lined the windows. It was rare that I could sit still, let alone have a peaceful breakfast, but this morning was different. There was no rush and for once, I could actually enjoy my coffee.The rich taste of it filled my senses, and I let the steam from the cup warm my face. The silence was broken only by the soft clinking of silverware and the occasional shuffle of the kitchen staff moving behind the scenes. I was just beginning to enjoy the calm when the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway, followed by the creak of the dining room door swinging open.I looked up from my coffee, and there he was. Aaron.The guy was a mess. His hair was rumpled, his shirt slightly crooked, and in his hand, he was holding a bouquet of flowers like some kind of desperate teenager. I raised an eyebrow and set my cup down, watch
Liv’s POVI stood there for a few seconds, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. There I was, standing in the VIP entrance of the Blackwood Corporation building, having a near confrontation with Kaelon. But of course there was nothing I could really do other than to just stand there and take it.I wanted to scream, to yell at him for being so condescending, but I caught myself just in time. He was my boss, after all. His words echoed in my head, as sharp and cruel as a whip. “Time is money, Liv. And you’re working in my company now. You might want to act like it.” I swallowed, the bitterness rising in my throat. The nerve of him. He had no right to talk to me like that, to belittle me in front of God knows how many people who had probably witnessed the entire exchange. I had every right to talk back, to remind him that I wasn’t some employee to be treated like a child.But I knew better.I knew better than to engage with him. Kaelon was too
Kaelon’s POVI leaned back in my chair, the mahogany surface of the conference table cold against my palms.The boardroom buzzed with the usual chatter, the hum of voices blending into a background noise I had long grown accustomed to.I had a meeting with the board members concerning the new fashion line we were venturing into. Nothing out of the ordinary.Discussions about the fashion line were the usual agenda, but there was an undercurrent of something else today.I could feel it.“We had sent in a notice to the intern, Liv Benett. We trust that she is going to be able to come up with something very beautiful, sellable and unique.” Misa Linda, the project manager for the new fashion line spoke.The designs she’d been working on were now a topic of conversation in this room, and it was clear that the board had high expectations.“I have just sent word to invite Liv to this meeting so she can present whatever she comes up with. I hope that sounds perfect, President Kaelon.”” Mr. Dav
LIV’S POVIt had been a week since everything had shifted in my life. The hum of normalcy had returned, but I knew deep down it was only an illusion. My relationship with Kaelon had intensified.I woke up early this morning, a mixture of anticipation and nerves swirling in my stomach. The office had become a haven of sorts for me—a place where I could lose myself in design and creativity, even if the underlying tension of my personal life lingered like a shadow.As I entered the office, I was greeted by the usual buzz of activity. The lights overhead flickered on, casting their cold, sterile glow on the polished floors. It was early, but the office was already awake, full of people hustling and bustling around. I settled into my desk, the familiar sound of my heels clicking softly as I made my way to my workstation. I had a few new designs to work on, some concepts that had been brewing in my mind for days.But as I began sketching out my ideas, trying to put my thoughts onto paper,
VIVI’S POVI sat in my room, frustration was pressing down on my shoulders as I stared at the glowing screen of my phone. The call had ended an hour ago, but I couldn’t shake the image of Aaron’s name flashing across my caller ID without an answer. The tightness in my chest only deepened as I replayed the rejection, the unanswered attempts, and the gnawing emptiness that had settled in my stomach.The backlight of my phone came on in a flash and disappeared. Excitement coursed through me, FULLY expecting a text back from Aaron.The most foolish expectations of my life. Sighs.“You were right! There's something fishy going on between Mr. Blackwood and Miss Bennett. Once I am able to put together the evidence, I will send them across to you." AzI had hired a private investigator, yes. I smiled at the possibility of Liv’s downfall. Aaron would finally see her for who she is and will come back to me.I stared at the words sprawled out on my screen again.I wanted answers. But I was
Liv’s POVIt was a chilly Sunday evening when Kaelon pulled up to my house, the soft hum of his car engine slowly coming to a stop in front of the curb. I turned to him, my fingers lingering on the handle of the door. "Thanks for the ride," I said, my voice softer than I intended. It was strange, feeling this warm tug in my chest every time I looked at him, especially after everything we had shared this weekend. It had been one of those weekends that made me forget the world outside, but now, it was time to face the reality of the coming workweek.Kaelon gave me a small smile, his dark eyes unreadable as usual. "Of course," he replied, though his voice had a warmth to it that made my heart skip. He leaned over the console, a familiar gesture, his lips brushing my cheek in a quick, almost imperceptible kiss. It wasn’t just a goodbye.It felt like something more, something that stirred inside me, begging me to say what had been lingering on the tip of my tongue all weekend.I love y
Vivi’s POVI sat across the polished dining table, the familiar scent of rosemary chicken and roasted vegetables filling the air. The crystal chandelier above us gleamed, casting a soft glow across the room, but none of it could make the tension dissipate. Not when my father’s piercing eyes were fixed on me, assessing, questioning."You still haven’t started your internship, Vivi." His voice, deep and commanding, broke the quiet hum of the room. I could feel the pressure building in my chest. "I’ve arranged a fantastic opportunity for you at the firm. Why haven’t you started yet?"The question hung in the air, as much a command as it was an inquiry. I could feel the weight of his expectations, the kind that always made my stomach churn. I knew where this was going. My father, James Prescott, always thought he had everything planned for me, from the internships to the career, the house, the friends, the life I should lead. But the idea of following his path—the one he meticulously lai
KAELON’S POV I froze. My chest tightened as her words settled into me, reverberating through my bones.Because I want you. It was the answer I hadn’t expected. And yet, it was the answer I had been longing for.I turned to her, my heart pounding in my chest. Her eyes met mine, and there was something in her gaze—something raw, something vulnerable, that made everything else fade into the background.“Liv...” I started, my voice barely a whisper, thick with emotion.She wasn’t done though. She stood up from the bed, taking a few steps toward me. Her eyes never left mine, her steps slow, measured, as if she were deciding something with every movement. She stopped just in front of me, close enough that I could feel the warmth of her body against mine, but not close enough for me to reach out and pull her into me.I could see the uncertainty in her eyes, but there was something else there too. Something strong. And I could feel it in myself too—the same hunger, the same desire that had
Liv’s POVIt had been so easy to fall for him because he was everything I never thought I’d need. Strong, steady, protective. But there was a whole lot of drama I wasn’t prepared for if we came out to the public.I looked down at my hands, fiddling with the edge of the blanket again, trying to find the right words. “You don’t understand,” I whispered. “My family... they’re complicated. You think it’s just a matter of meeting them, but it’s not that easy.”Kaelon’s eyes softened, but his expression didn’t change. He leaned back, his arms crossed over his chest as if weighing my words. “What’s so complicated about it?”I inhaled deeply, gathering the courage to say what I had been avoiding for so long. “My parents don’t get along. My mom and dad... they divorced when I was younger, and there’s still so much bitterness there. And don’t even get me started on my extended family. My father is the only one I really talk to.” I paused, my chest tightening as I remembered the tension that al
LIV’S POVJust as I was settling back against the pillows, Kaelon's phone buzzed on the nightstand, snapping me out of my thoughts. I grabbed it, seeing Evelyn’s name flash across the screen.He returned about then and took the call. He placed the call on speaker and left the phone on the lampstand so he could feed me to the glass of cool water. “Hello, Evelyn. What’s up?"There was a brief silence before she responded in her usual crisp, efficient tone. “Sir, there’s an urgent matter that requires your attention. The financials for the merger need reviewing, and we’re on a tight deadline.”I could hear her flipping through papers in the background, the sound clear through the phone. "Liv’s not feeling well," Kaelon muttered, turning my attention back to the bed. “She has a fever, Evelyn.”There was a soft sigh on the other end, and Evelyn’s voice softened, just for a moment. “Of course. But you’ll need to make a decision soon, and this can’t wait.”I closed my eyes and felt my stom
Liv’s POVI had sex a couple of times with Kaelon, but tonight, he seemed to have been prepared to make me addicted to him.He lifted me from the windowsill and took me out to the pool. He laid down on one if the beds and smiled at me.I was captivated by the way his hard cock bounced up, as it broke free from his hands. The shaft was hard as steel, with thick throbbing veins running down the entire length and the big pink head was oozing drops of precum, making it nice and slippery. Underneath this were his big round balls, pulled up tightly against his body, filled with cum and all set to quench the raging fire inside me.Before I could do anything his voice came out low and seductive. “Don't worry Kitten, I’m all yours.” I smiled as I sat down on Kaelon's thighs and held his cock. I closed my mouth over his cap and sucked him like my life depended on how far his cock could go into my throat.Getting up again, I firmly grasped his cock and held it against my pussy. The tip easily
Kaelon's POV As we walked towards the room, I could not help but notice how flushed she looked.I don't know how we managed to keep our hands off each other for this long, but I wasn't going to deny myself and her the pleasure of being together this weekend.I wasn't going to think of Aaron or work.I want her to feel how much I care about her.“Are you okay?” I asked, my voice breaking the silence.She glanced at me, her gaze lingering for a moment before she answered with a simple, “Yeah. I’m good.”But I knew she wasn’t. It was in the way her eyes shifted slightly away from mine, how she avoided meeting my gaze. She was holding back something. I was starting to realize that Liv had layers, things she wasn’t ready to share with me yet. But I couldn’t rush her, I knew that. Whatever we were building between us, it had to come in its own time.I reached over, brushing my hand against hers. “The spa should help you relax. It’s what you need. Just take the night slow, Liv.”She met m