SHIMMA.“Enough!“ I cut in, stopping Lucas from saying anymore words.I stepped forward, my heart racing as I faced Lucas. “That’s enough, Lucas. What’s happening between Mr. Mattias and me isn’t your business. You need to leave, now.” I was surprised by how firm my voice sounded, but I knew this was important.Lucas opened his mouth to argue, disbelief on his face. I raised my hand to stop him. “I mean it. This is private and doesn’t involve you. If you can’t respect that, you need to go.” I felt the weight of my words.Mr. Mattias stood tall, his gaze steady and focused. He glanced at Lucas, then back at me, exuding calm. I guess he liked that I was in control.“Lucas, I suggest you leave. This is a personal matter, and your presence is not welcome.” I said calmly, trying to regain my composure.After a moment that felt too long, Lucas sighed in frustration.“Fine. But this isn’t over.” He glared at Mr. Mattias before turning and storming out, slamming the door behind him. The sou
LUCAS'S POV.I knew it! I fucking knew it. I knew something was going on between them, it was so obvious. The day at her office, when he knelt down so close to her. his protectiveness towards her, his sudden cold mood whenever he sees the both of us together. I knew it.This is sick! how could he? How could he do this to his best friend's daughter.I couldn't stop pacing back and forth around my office. Running my hand in and out of my hair in frustration, anger. rage burning inside of me. I can't tell why I am this mad but I am. He is older than she is, I mean the age difference is clear. What ever they think they have together, it's not going to work, it can't, Shimma is better off with me, I know it. “What do I do now?“ I mumbled, still pacing around confusedly when the door to my office swung open, revealing Mattias, his expression, cold, as usual.“Lucas, what was that about?“ He questioned.“Don't come here, making me look like I am the Villain,”“Lucas, you are crossing your
Mattias stood there, fists clenched, eyes locked on me. The tension in the room felt suffocating. My heart raced as I took a few steps backward, trying to distance myself before he unleashed his anger on me. I didn't want that...“Mattias, hear me out. You’re my big brother and my boss. I wouldn't want to go against your will or partake in your business, but… I just don’t want you to hurt her,” I said, softening my voice. Maybe that way I wouldn't get him too pissed.Mattias glared at me, anger flashing in his eyes. “Hurt her? You think I want that? You don’t know anything about us!” he said, his voice firm. I shook my head. “I don't need to know everything, but what's certain is that Shimma deserves someone who respects her family. You’re playing with fire.”Mattias took a deep breath, his face hardening as if he was trying hard to control the rage burning inside him. But I would do anything to get to the root of this. I would do everything to make sure he sees that what he has with
I stood frozen, staring at Emily, my ex...The years seemed to have passed by quickly, but the memories rushed back, uninvited. Her ginger-red hair framed her face just as I remembered, but now it felt like a ghost from my past.“What are you doing here?” I managed to say.“Mattias,” she said softly, her voice trembling slightly. “I know it’s been a long time. I came to ask for your forgiveness.”“What forgiveness?” I questioned, my voice barely above a whisper. The anger and hurt from our past bubbled up. She had left me for someone else, someone with more money. And now, she stood here, back in my life, looking for a way in.“I know I made a mistake,” she continued, her eyes searching mine. “I heard about you; I saw you in the media. You've changed so much,” she whispered, taking a few steps closer to me.“Maybe we could start over, Mattias,” she mumbled. She hadn't changed a bit—such a snake.I clenched my fists, fighting the whirlwind of emotions. “You left, Emily. You chose wealt
Hi besties! I'm here again.At this point, I am eager to know what you guys think about my book. Let me know your thoughts. Are you loving it?!Well, I'm sure if you're seeing this, it means you are, and I'm glad! ♡´・ᴗ・`♡.But yet still, put down your thoughts in the comments; I want to hear them.Much love, dearest. Your favorite author, Fantasy goddess♡.-------------------------------------“Shimma,” he called, a frown settling on his face as he hastened his steps. He must have read my mood…“What's wrong? You don't look good,” he asked, placing his hand on my shoulder.“Uhmm, nothing. Why do you ask?” I replied, forcing out a smile that seemed obviously forced.He hissed softly, taking more steps until he got so close to me. I took a step backward because what the hell was he trying to do?“Lucas, I'm fine. It's almost time for the conference meeting,” I said, making my way past him as I headed to the conference room. I didn't turn to glance at him, but I was certain he was starin
“What does she want from him?”“Shimma,” I heard Mr. Mattias call to me. “You're the only one my heart beats for. I know it's weird that I fell in love with my best friend's daughter, but…” He paused, turning to the door as it swung open. The lady with ginger hair walked in, her eyes landing on me.With her arms folded, she advanced toward me and Mr. Mattias. “Who is she?” she asked, her eyes running from my head to my toes. “What are you doing here? I thought I asked you to leave?” Mr. Mattias said. “I'm not going anywhere, Mattias. I believe we have a lot to talk about,” she replied, turning to eye me again. I said nothing, even if I wanted to.“Emily, leave this office before I call security on you,” Mr. Mattias said, his tone firm. Yet, the so-called Emily didn't even flinch. It was as though she knew he wouldn't do anything.Just when I was about to feel relieved by Mr. Mattias's assuring words, here she was again, standing so confidently. Shit!I could feel my lungs tighten; t
is she the one you're talking about? The one your heart belongs to?“….. MR MATTIAS'S POV.I stood there, tension coiling tight in my chest as Emily’s words echoed in the air. It felt like a punch to the gut. How could she waltz back into my life after everything? I glanced at Shimma, whose expression was a mixture of confusion and concern. I could see her heart racing, mirroring my own.“Emily, this isn’t the place for this conversation. We’ve both moved on,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, but I could feel the frustration bubbling just beneath the surface.“Oh, i see,” she giggled, turning to eye Shimma, then she sifted her gaze back to me.“Like i said, We've both moved on, Now get out!“ I said but this goddamn girl proved too sturbborn, a devious smile escaping her lips.“Have you?” she shot back, her tone sharp. “You might think you’ve moved on, but I can see it in your eyes. Mattias, You’re not over me. You still care.” I could feel her words cutting deep, and I fought
“What if I can be the person you need?”Mr. Mattias took a deep breath, turning to face me. My heart raced as his eyes met mine, and then he turned back to her. “Emily, how can you be the person I need when you weren't there when I needed you the most? How can you be the person I need when I don't need you anymore?” Mr. Mattias said calmly. Emily gasped softly, her expression one of shock. I mean, what was she expecting?Unexpectedly, Mr. Mattias took my right hand in his. “I'm sorry, Emily, but my heart belongs to someone else. And trust me, leaving me for some rich guy in college was the best decision ever,” Mr. Mattias said, a smirk plastered on his lips as he looked down at me.Now my heart wasn't just racing faster; my breath was ceasing—not because Emily was glaring at me with so much anger and hate, but because Mr. Mattias was showing me off to his ex. Oh gosh!I forced out a smile, looking up at Lucas. Suddenly, the door to my office opened. It wasn't Emily leaving; it was
I turned to stare at him, my eyes locked on his…"Then,” I paused, the question hitting me hard. “Then I’ll waituntil she’s ready. I just know she’s the one I’m going to spend the rest of my life with,” I said, my phone buzzing with her text.SHIMMA’S POV.A FEW HOURS LATER.I couldn't stop staring at my reflection in the mirror. The short black dress hugged me perfectly, my hair was done just right, and my makeup—ugh, it was giving!I don’t know why I was this excited. Maybe it was because it had been months since I went out with Mr. Mattias, or maybe it was the fact that I was going to my dream country. Like, what?! I couldn’t pinpoint exactly why, but I was grateful for the excitement.Still gazing at myself, I heard my phone ring. My eyes drifted to the screen, and my heart fluttered at the sight of Mr. Mattias’s name.It was finally time to leave!“Hey babe,” I said, pressing my lips together because calling him that felt weird—I wasn’t used to it. “Babe? I like that,” he repli
“How about I come to you? Come on, tell me where you are…” My eyes widened, shock flickering in them. Why was he eager to see me?“Uh, I’m sorry, but I don’t think there is any need for that,” I said calmly, trying to be nice.“Wh—Why? I mean, we could talk about us. Trust me, I felt a connection between us then. But I know that if we had the time to get to know each other, we would have…”“No, I’m in love with Mattias,” I said, quickly cutting him off. “There wasn’t going to be any room for us then, and even now, I know and understand how you felt, but…”“But I still do. I still feel the same way I felt then for you. And no matter how hard I try to shove the feelings away, I can’t stop the way my heart beats rapidly anytime you cross my mind, or how restless I get knowing I need to talk to you, and how much risk I took trying to get your number just so that I could speak to you. Come on, Shimma, can’t you see we both have a chance together compared to Mattias? Your parents don’t even
SHIMMA’S POVI lay on my bed, unable to sleep. I couldn’t help but wonder why Mr. Mattias left in a hurry. Obviously, he had a message, and it could have been so important. But—I didn’t want him to leave. I want him with me right now. Shit.---The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my alarm.The first thing that crossed my mind was my meeting with Mr. Mattias. Not just that; we were flying to the Maldives! I’ve always dreamt of going there with my partner. Who knew it would be Mr. Mattias, the man of my dreams?For some weird reason, I couldn’t contain my excitement.I wiped my eyes, yawning and stretching at the same time before stepping out of bed.Just as I was heading to the bathroom, my phone buzzed with a message. I quickly walked back, expecting it to be from Mr. Mattias, but it was a credit alert.I tapped on the alert, my eyes wide open as I stared at "One million dollars." No fucking way!I was still in shock when a message came in. It was from an unknown number, but r
MR. MATTIAS'S POVThe moment I walked out of Shimma's house, I took out my phone, pressing some numbers. The jeweler had just texted me, and I needed to act fast. I couldn't stop my heart from racing with excitement as I imagined the next step in my plan. I was fucking going to be a fiancé!“Hey, it’s Mattias,” I said when the jeweler picked up. “I’m on my way now. Bring out the most exquisite engagement ring you have.”“Of course, Mr. Mattias. We have some stunning pieces that just arrived,” he replied, his voice filled with amusement."Allright, see you soon," I said, hanging up.As I drove to the jewelry store, my mind swirled with images of Shimma. I envisioned her face lighting up when she saw the ring, the way her eyes would sparrk with surprise and joy. The moment she would say yes to me. The thought of it alone, made me both excited and impatient at the same time.Because this wasn’t just a ring; it was a promise, a commitment to a future I was ready to embrace—with her. My
We sat across from each other at the dining table. The smell of baked chicken filled the air.I watched Mr. Mattias take a bite; he shut his eyes, as if savoring not just the meal but the moment itself. A small smile tugged at his lips, and I felt a warmth spread through me, realizing how much I missed these simple, intimate dinners.“Delicious,” he said, his voice deep and smooth, pulling me from my thoughts. “You’ve always had a way with food.”I chuckled softly, feeling a blush creep onto my cheeks. “It’s just chicken, but I’m glad you like it.”He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, his gaze intense. “It’s not just the chicken. It’s you, Shimma. It’s being here with you. I’ve missed this—I’ve missed us.”I could see the flicker of something deeper in his eyes, an urgency that made my heart race.“I’ve missed us too,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “But you know there are things we need to address… the past, the future.”He straightened, his expression sh
Mr. Mattias pulled up in front of my house, and I was seated right beside him in the passenger seat. I sat there speechless, unable to utter a word. Not back at the office, not on the way here. It was as though I had lost the ability to speak.I honestly didn't blame myself. Not after being fucked over and over again, not wanting it to end. Thinking of it at that moment had already gotten my pussy to throb.I needed to go inside; I needed to think about whatever had just happened. Leaving my house that morning, I hadn't expected to meet Mr. Mattias as the boss. And not just that—I hadn't expected to be brutally fucked by him, either.Don't get me wrong; I had totally enjoyed every bit of it. But a part of me still wondered if I had made the right choice. A part of me still wondered if I should fully open up my heart to him again.The past few months had been heart-shattering. The last thing I wanted at that moment was to regret letting him back in.I knew my parents still weren't goi
He pulled his fingers away and all of a sudden, I felt at loss. I opened my mouth to protest and he pulled me off the table."On your knees baby, I want to fuck your tight little mouth" he ordered.The corners of my lips pulled up in a smile, as I went down on my knees slowly, teasing him. The smell of his arousal filled my lungs and made my pussy water even more.I grabbed the base of his cock and rolled my tongue over the pink head, he closed his eyes and with his other hand, grabbed the edge of the table to hold himself.I pushed his cock deep into my mouth until it was beginning to touch my throat, until I was beginning to feel my gag kicking in.Without warning, he shoved his cock down my throat and my vision blurs with tears"Shimma," he moaned and I pushed it down even more. When I pulled out, his cock was covered in my saliva. I grabbed his shaft with both hands and started stroking him.Precum Spilled from his cock and onto my hands. I brought my tongue to the tip and licked
"Shimma," he said, his tone rough and charged with desire. "I want you right now."Just as he was about to take my lips again, a loud knock echoed through the room."Sir! I have the files you asked for!" A lady's voice came after the knock.That sound transported me back to my first day in Mr. Mattias's office, the day I first tasted his intensity.He ignored the knock, his lips crashing against mine once more, igniting a fire deep within me. But then the knock came again, louder this time, shattering the moment.I instinctively grabbed my bag, ready to flee."I'm sorry, but I have to go," I mumbled , getting up on my feet to leave but he pulled me back, his eyes icy and unyielding. "I said I want you, and nothing is going to stop me this time," he declared, his voice filled with seriousness. I had never seen his eyes so cold, so fiercely determined.My heart raced as his grip tightened, a possessive hold that made my pulse quicken. In that instant, the world outside faded away. It w
MR. MATTIAS' POVWould she believe me if I told her that the moment I set my eyes on her, I felt a spark of what I couldn’t understand then was love?It’s crazy! She was only fifteen, yet I felt something so intense burning inside me.It sounds stupid to say I dumped a sexy, rich lady for a fifteen-year-old, but I did. I didn’t know why then, but now, I don’t regret it.I don’t regret staring into her eyes while she stared back at mine, shocked and confused. I know—I never planned to fall in love with a fifteen-year-old either.She attempted to stand up, but I pulled her back; she wasn’t going to leave. Not until she sees clearly how much I love her. Not until I make her mine again.---SHIMMA’S POVI tried to get up for the second time, but he pulled me back down again.How could he tell me that he wasn’t interested in Aunt Pricilia because of me? What sort of stunt is he trying to pull here?“What do you gain by lying to me? First, you lied about the incident in the restaurant, then