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Millicent was no longer a virgin. That was the first thing she thought when she opened her eyes after a quick nap and found herself After what had happened with Austin, she had even thought that this moment would never come. But, well, it would be difficult to remain a virgin when Isaac had fucked her in various positions and places in the bedroom throughout the evening. And night. And that early morning… And she had loved every second of it.It was a good thing it was Sunday, because she would need to sleep for a long time to regain her energy.The spot between her thighs was sore and her body was a little stiff, but not in a bad way. It was as if she had overdone it a little at the gym, but… For good reason. She should probably get up right away and start getting ready so she wouldn't be home too late, but that sweet exhaustion only made her want to snuggle even more into the warm bed and stay there, feeling Isaac's fullness on the pillow right next to her. Millicent would have to
Millicent had never been the problem child. She had broken some things while playing like any other child and had some arguments with her parents when she was a teenager about how her friends could stay out past midnight and she couldn't. But, that's it. She had never sneaked out or felt like she needed to hide something big from her parents. Maybe that was why she was feeling almost guilty when she came home in the morning, after spending the night with Isaac. It was almost as if she was a teenager again and was finally experiencing what it felt like to have a badboy boyfriend that her parents couldn't know about. Well, it wasn't like she was sorry anyway.Massaging her neck, she sighed softly as she went to the kitchen to get a snack before sleeping the day away. She and Isaac had wasted breakfast and a shower doing everything but what they should have, so she really needed to get her blood sugar up before falling into bed. However, perhaps she should have been paying a little mor
“Very well, I will prepare a report bringing together everything that was decided at this meeting and send it to Mr. Carnby. Does anyone else have anything to add?” Millicent asked, finishing typing on her laptop to face the team members “Well then, we can consider this meeting closed. Thanks for the good work today, everybody.”Her voice was perhaps sounding overly satisfied, but the reason was quite fair. After all, that meeting had been the best meeting Millicent had attended since the day she started working there. Her co-workers were still clearly reticent about her and Laura's perfectionism was still proving to be a thorn in their side, but there was one detail that was able to erase those others and make everything perfect: Austin wasn't around. Apparently, he had decided to waste his time calling a meeting with just the executives and Isaac to try to convince them that Mr. Hughes's financial control was exaggerated and he needed to have free access to the money if they wanted
One last press in the period key on her laptop and Millicent was finally able to stretch out in her chair. Gosh, working almost 10 hours every day was taking its toll on her back and she wasn't even 24 yet. The only good news was that, at least for that day, she had finished all her tasks, reports and calls. Just another half hour and, after reviewing her schedule and making sure there was nothing else she could help the other employees with, she could finish her work day during business hours for the first time in a while.And, who knows, she might even pay Isaac a visit…“Christ, Millicent, get a grip…” she mumbled to herself, running her hands over her flushed face “It hasn't even been 48 hours since you left his apartment. You're losing your mind.”And she really was going crazy, in fact, because all it took was just one memory of being in Isaac's arms and her body seemed to pulse, yearning for something she now knew very well what it was. Was it normal to think about sex so regul
“Millicent?” Austin called again, at the same time the doorknob moved somewhat violently “Stop ignoring me! Mr. Rosenberg's assistant told me she saw you returning to your office.” “What do you want, Austin?” Millicent growled, more enraged about her moment with Isaac had been interrupted than with the fact she had almost been caught “Work hours are almost over…”As she spoke, she tried to straighten herself up and rearrange her clothes, but Isaac wouldn't let her. Instead, he leaned further into her, holding her firmly in place as his fingers slowly moved again, teasing her until Millicent had almost forgotten her ex-fiancé, and his brother, were still standing outside, close enough to hear her moan if she made a mistake.“But the day is not over yet.” Austin snorted smugly, having no idea that Millicent was chewing her lip hard to try and control herself while Isaac's thumb stroked her clit "And, as a supervisor, you still have an obligation to respond to me!"“I already asked what
“Can you stop this, please?” Cassie grumbled and, just then, Millicent looked away from the glass wall nearby, where she could see Isaac perfectly.“Stop with what?” she asked, pretending her face wasn't blushing.“Stop looking at him like you want to go over there and kiss him in the middle of all the executives.” Cassidy snorted, pouring another cup of black coffee for herself “I know you're kind of blown away by this sex thing, but I don't think the office is the right place to show it that much.”“I’m not showing anything.” Millicent's cheeks burned as she remembered what they had done in her office the day before, something she hadn't told even Cassidy and probably never would “I… I can control my thoughts when we're around other people. I mean, it's not like I'm a pervert who thinks about it all the time..." she tried to justify herself, but the skeptical look from her best friend just made her shrug her shoulders "Is it that obvious?""Sincerely? I know you, so I know the differ
“Are you going to make me repeat myself?” Millicent growled, twisting her arm violently to try to free herself from his disgusting hand “Let go of me!”“Stop making a fuss!” He pulled her even closer, his teeth gritted angrily “If that's the only way you're going to stand still and listen to me, then so be it! I will no longer allow you to go around acting like a slut and thinking this is a good thing…!” Austin’s smug voice was replaced by a grunt of pain as Millicent dug the heel of her shoe into his ankle, finally making him release her “Fuck! Why do you always have to act like a bitch lately…!”“Sometimes, I wish I could just rip out your tongue!” Millicent spat, putting as much distance between them as possible “So I would never have the displeasure of hearing your voice again…”“I’m here to try to help you, you idiot, even if you don’t deserve it!” he gritted his teeth, leaning over his ankle as if she had ripped a piece out of him “I've already let this act of yours with Isaac g
Millicent liked to think that, after all the time she and Isaac had spent together lately, she had at least learned to recognize when something was bothering him.And, definitely, at that moment he was bothered by something.Not that Millicent could blame him, of course. She didn't even know all the details of what Isaac had been through with the Carnbys, but Austin's comment about Isaac's mother was still reverberating in her mind. And, if she was restless like that, she couldn't even imagine how Isaac must be feeling. Especially because Austin had mentioned something about burning and, when Millicent remembered Isaac’s feet…God, she wanted so badly to comfort him in some way, but she didn't even know what he would find comforting or if he even wanted her to open her mouth. It wasn't like they were truly friends or if he really wanted to be taking her to his apartment at a time like this. Everything between them was about sex, not feelings.And, for some reason, that saddened her dee
"Massimo, if we're going to do this, then I think you should at least try to hide your mocking smile. I don't think anyone will have any doubt that our intentions are not good if they see you entering my mother's house." Dante sighed, straightening up in the seat of the limo they were all in, clearly nervous."What are you talking about? That's my normal face." Massimo shrugged, that smile only widening “Can’t a man be in a good mood anymore?”“You don’t even know what Laura’s plans are for tonight, Massimo.” Alice lightly elbowed him, "She's not necessarily going to make a fuss or embarrass Emma. If you're expecting a show, you might end up disappointed."“Well, I could certainly use some entertainment, but I don’t care.” "I would love to see Emma's expression when she finds out that we all know she has her own illegitimate child, but just being able to walk through her house tonight and look into her face knowing that is enough."“I just hope that whatever Laura is planning really c
"Why did you come back?" Millicent questioned, frustrated "You clearly left not only your name and your life, but also your entire past behind. Anyone can see that you got the happy life you wanted, alongside your husband. So... Why now? If you didn't come back for so many years, even knowing the kind of person you had left Isaac alone with... What changed?"“I always wanted to go back for Isaac.” she stated, shrinking "But... Circumstances were never favorable enough... Until he became an adult and it seemed to be too late. But, I never left him helpless. Neither he nor my brother." Imogen chewed on her lower lip "I shouldn't have been surprised that Vincent suspected I was alive. He was always good at seeing more than other people were capable of. That was one of the reasons I left Isaac. I knew his uncle would protect him, especially after he turned 18. I just didn't expect Vince to involve him in his damn revenge plans!" Imogen growled "He should have left Isaac alone! Help him go
“You can start talking.” Millicent snapped, after several minutes had passed, lengthening that terribly uncomfortable silence between them “That's what you came here for, isn't it?”"Yes, I..." Imogen's voice shook, almost breaking "It's just... I think I spent too much time trying to forget the past. Talking about it isn't as simple as opening your mouth and letting the words come out." She massaged her own throat for a moment, as if it were actually a physical pain “How much… How much do you know about what my life was like, when I was still Imogen Carnby?”“I know what your son and your brother told me.” Millie sighed "I know your relationship with your father wasn't good and your marriage with Evan was terrible. But, I still don't think that justifies it..." “Terrible is quite a kind word for my situation at that time.” Imogen interrupted, with a dark smile "It's not like I blame Vincent for not knowing how to tell my side of the story properly. He was preoccupied with his own pro
"That's why I'm going to take action, Millicent… Millicent? Millicent!" Laura’s voice gradually rose on the other end of the call, until it pierced Millicent’s thoughts “Can you hear me?”"I'm sorry, Laura, I..." Millie sighed, supporting her head with her free hand "I'm just a little distracted. Today was... A long day.""You've been saying that all week. Frankly, Isaac Carnby isn't worth that much that you're losing sleep over him." Laura grumbled and Millicent had to bite her tongue to keep from admitting that, besides him, her mother was also haunting her all the time lately. “Did you even hear what I said?”"Yes. Uncle Dante had already mentioned at our last dinner that he received an invitation to Emma's ball. Not that it's a surprise. It's been like this since I can remember: they fight, he moves away from her and then Emma tries to get closer. I think she lives in eternal denial that her son has completely moved away from her." Millie sighed “But… I admit I didn’t hear the part
"Take a sip of water and pull yourself together, Ms. Bianchi. I don't think either of us are going to get out of here anytime soon if you keep sitting there shaking, instead of talking."Millicent tried to swallow the lump in her throat as she looked up to see Isaac's uncle placing a glass of water on the table in front of her, before sitting down on the sofa, his hands folded on top of his cane dismissively. He could have let her in, but his manner wasn't exactly friendly. She had hoped that he might simply shatter her theories the moment she mentioned her sister's name, whether by sending her away or yelling at her for mentioning Imogen Carnby's name out of nowhere.Yet there he was, completely silent and staring at her as if he were waiting for a confession. And honestly, Millicent was indeed feeling like she was being interrogated, even though they were both silent.After all, how exactly was she supposed to say she had seen his dead sister, without sounding crazy?“I… I’m sorry f
Millicent had promised herself that she would no longer approach Isaac. And, theoretically, she was fulfilling her promise. She was back in the building where they had met so many times to make love, spend the day together or just talk. Not even she was in denial enough to say it didn't affect her, especially after the cold and indifferent way Isaac had treated her days ago... But, what really mattered was that she wasn't in danger of finding him there at any moment. She had made sure of that…Even if it meant joining forces with someone else she hadn't yet forgiven.“Everything is clean.” Sage said on her side, typing message after message to her team "His car is already miles away. And, if by any chance he decides to come back, I'll make sure you have enough time to get out of here safely and discreetly."“Thank you.” was all Millicent replied, without much enthusiasm.Being around Sage again reminded her of the friendship the two shared. Or rather, she thought they shared. Knowing
Millicent’s heart beat so fast that, for an instant, she thought it would escape her chest. A terrible shiver seemed to run through her body and into her veins, and for a second she felt almost as if she were about to faint. But, fortunately, no one there seemed to notice her condition.No one but the woman named Dasha Nikolaev, whose eyes kept darting back and forth in Millicent's direction nervously, almost as if she were afraid of something.“Oh, what a lovely piece.” Mrs. Davis praised, taking the small pearl between her fingers “So simple and yet so charming…”“Thank you.” Dasha cleared her throat, turning her face to the side as if to avoid Millicent's gaze at all costs "I got them from my husband a long time ago. It was terrible that I lost the pair, ages ago..." she hesitated, as if she had lost herself in thought for a moment "But, Mr. Sokolov sure did a fantastic job. It's as if I have the original pearl with me again. Vasily will certainly be impressed too. He has been insis
Millicent had been regretting many of her decisions lately, there was no denying it. And, the moment she had removed Sage from her position as head of security, a part of Millie had always known that she would bitterly regret it at some point.But she didn't imagine it would be that much.“You shouldn’t be here, Ms. Bianchi.” James Moore, the new head of security that her father had personally appointed for her, repeated for the hundredth time as they walked through the small garden of the Greco estate “It’s not safe.”“But you’re with me, aren’t you?” Millie said, trying to sound friendly, although he was starting to get on her nerves with all that inflexibility "Your team is all spread out and I'm not delusional enough to think you didn't send our location to your backup. So please relax, Mr. Moore. I just want to visit a friend..."“Whoever your friend is and why she is here, it is still a situation that needs to be reported to your father.” he said, not as a question, but as a stat
“If you’re too nervous to attend this meeting, then I can make up some excuse for you to go home.” Laura muttered under her breath, sitting in the chair next to Millicent.“This is absolutely unnecessary.” Millicent snorted and, for what seemed like the hundredth time in just the last hour, squeezed her knees under the table, trying to calm the nervous movement of her leg "I'm the manager of two of this company's main projects. Why shouldn't I be present during the monthly accounting with our investor?" Her teeth ground together before she could even hide it.“Your father spent the whole dinner yesterday talking everybody ears off about you being confined in a room with Isaac Carnby today.” she sighed, with a mix of annoyance and a bit of what seemed to be... Worry, perhaps? "Frankly, I still think it's a little ridiculous that he would have that kind of concern about a woman his age, but... I have to admit that I've never had children. I don't know what it feels like to worry 24/7 abo