Masuk“Mr Mattias,” the lady's voice called out again.
I picked up my underwear, wearing it hastily, adjusting my dress, while Mr Mattais knotted his tie properly. “Come in!“ He yelled and slowly, the door flew open, revealing a curvy lady with sandy blonde hair. “Good day Sir, These are the files you asked me to bring earlier,” she said, placing some papers on his table. “Alright, leave,” He instructed. She turned to glance at me, eyeing me from head to toe, before walking out of his office. “Shimma, I'll drive you home,” he stood up, picking up his phone and car key. “Mr Mattias, About the job?“ I asked. “Well, I'll think about it,” he said While I was in the car with Mr Mattias, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what had happened at the office. Was I dreaming? Damn! if that stupid ass bitch hadn't interrupted, what would have been going on by now? No! I wasn't satisfied, and the way he was staring at me now, I knew he wasn't either. Although he spoke nothing about what had happened, somehow, I could tell from the way he was constantly turning to glance at me, I knew he wanted more. Wait! I could feel his hand run through my thigh. “You're driving,” I said, clearing my throat. Even though I didn't want him to stop, I still didn't want us to get involved in an accident. “Shhhh, it doesn't matter, I'll be careful,” his husky voice made me part my legs as I felt his hand adjust my underwear. “You're wet,” he smirked and I felt his hand tease my clits. “arhh!“ I moaned, parting my legs widely. “Fuck!“ He cursed softly. “You're too sweet Shimma, I don't think I can stop myself from having you, shit!“ He began to thrust two of his fingers into my wet and slimy pussy. He took off his hand, driving into a dark corner. “I guess, we have some unfinished business,” he gave me a devious smile, the kind of smile that would make me wet even without being touched by him. I looked down at his erected cock, swallowing hard. “Common, take off your underwear,” he said in an authoritative tone, and I found myself doing so. “I'm gonna eat you up right now,” he cursed, pulling me closer he bent and started devouring my pussy. My back ached and I screamed in pleasure, No! He didn't continue from where he stopped, he had started all over. “Yes daddy, yes!“ I pressed his head into my pussy, I could feel his tongue, searching, exploring, devouring. “Arhhhh,” I moaned, but he stopped, and instantly replaced it with two of his fingers. “Fuck daddy, yes!,” I screamed, ohh this was way more than pleasure, I could already feel my soul leaving me. “You like it?“ He said roughly. “Yes daddy, I do,” I nodded as I threw my head backward, biting my lips tightly. He looked at my boobs, my hardened nipples couldn't hide from my gown. “I need to suck on those boobs,” he was still working on my pussy. I was wearing an armless gown, I only had to pull down my gown and then my boobs could be his. “I love those pink, hard, nipples, especially in a wet shirt,” he teased, gazing at my eyes before resting it back on my boobs. He stopped fingering my pussy, obviously, he was now focused on my boobs. His right hand pressed my boobs while his left hand pinched my nipples. “Mattias!“ I Moaned. “I like the way you call my name,” he kept teasing me. I pressed my legs tightly, pressing in the urge to have his huge cock in me right that second. But something made him stop. “Buzz!“ It was my phone ringing, shit! “Take the call,” he sat up. “No! I don't want this to stop,” I hesitated. “He picked up his phone because it was also ringing. “It's your dad, look, it's past ten, they might be worried,” he said. “But, I'm not a kid anymore, why are they so overprotective,” I rolled my eyes. Damn! I was so pissed. “I'll drive you home now,” he said and I began adjusting my dress again. Mr Mattias drove into my building, I could see my mum and dad approaching the car. “Honey, we were so worried, why weren't you picking up your call, I thought God forbid something had happened to both of you,” My mum yelled. “I'm fine mum,” I said, ignoring them both, as I walked into the house. “Did she pass the interview, is she fit for the position?“ I heard my father ask, but I couldn't hear his response, i was already inside the house. I walked up to my bedroom, headed to the shower, after that I was called downstairs for dinner, but for some reason, I had lost my appetite. I heard my phone ring, it was Mattias. “Why was he calling me this late at night?“ I thought to myself. “Hello,” I responded. “Shimma,” he called, followed by the sound of his rough breathing. “ I badly want you tonight, I want to have you,” he groaned. “Me too,” I whispered. “Let me in then,” he whispered softly. “How,” I was confused. “Open the door, so I could have you tonight,” quickly, I jumped off my bed heading to the door. I opened the door and my eyes flew open in astonishment. “Mr Mattias was standing in front of my door!“BEAU’S POV.(continued)“No! You’re lying, Mother. I don’t believe you!” I could feel the heat rising in my chest, panic gripping my throat. How could she say such a thing? “I didn’t kill her! How could I kill the one I love?”Why couldn’t she see? My heart raced as I paced the room, the scent of her still lingering in my mind. “She’s alive! I see her… I feel her!” The words spilled out of my mouth in a frantic rush. “Oh! I smell her,” I said, sinking into the warmth of my memories. Every detail flooded back to me……her smooth, soft palm when I held it, the way she smelled sweet and delicious when I got close. I could almost feel her presence, like a phantom caressing my skin. How could it be that she was gone when everything felt so real?“Beau! You have to stop this!” My mother’s voice pierced through the haze, her body trembling as she reached for her phone on the coffee table. I could see her hands shaking, a reflection of her fear. “I’ll inform the doctor now. I’ll let him know yo
BEAU’S POV.I walked out of the entry door, closing it as I took a deep breath, letting out a heavy sigh.Oh! I fucking hate that man… who the fuck does he think he is?I walked to my black Mercedes, getting in and ready to drive away when I heard my phone buzzing in my pocket.I dug my right hand into my pocket, taking out my phone to see who was calling. It better be Mum; she promised to call me today.I glanced at my screen, and a wide smile escaped my lips. I quickly responded because I didn’t like to keep my mother waiting… she hates waiting.“Mother,” I said, still smiling widely.“Oh my baby boy… You missed me?” Mother asked, and I nodded, even though I knew she couldn’t see me.“I did, Mother. I missed you so much,” I said, but my smile slowly began to fade.“Mother, I saw her today… Oh! Wait, I didn’t tell you—I work as a teacher for her kids,” I said, happy to share the good news.“Beau! What the hell are you talking about? Who did you see?” my mother asked, her tone filled
“Are you out of your mind, Mr. Beau? It seems like you are forgetting your place,” I said, taking a step closer to him.He didn’t flinch; instead, he just stared at me, feigning confusion.“Sir, I am so sorry if I sounded disrespectful, I just wouldn’t want the kids to be distracted,” he replied.“Distracted? Simply because they want to say hi to their grandmother? Isn’t this already a distraction? I mean, if you had let them go say hi to her, they would have been back by now,” I retorted.“I understand, b…but… you know what? Kids! You can go see your grandma; we will continue our lessons tomorrow,” Mr. Beau said, pressing his lips together.“No! Why?…” Noah grumbled, clearly frustrated.“Daddy! Just let us finish!” Nora chimed in, her brows furrowed as she folded her arms, unwilling to move from her seat, just like Noah.I was about to speak when Mr. Beau leaned closer to them with a wide smile on his face.“You both should go and not complain, okay?! Tomorrow we will have more than
SHIMMA’S POV.THE NEXT DAY.I sat on the couch, snacking on a bag of chips while my eyes was fixed on the TV.The children were already upstairs with Mr Beau while I sat alone, watching my favorite TV series.Ding! Ding!The door bell rang loudly, causing me to drift my gaze to the door.“Who could it be?” I wondered? I didn’t want any interruptions from my favorite part of the show. “Knock! Knock!”A loud knock came next, causing me to hop on my feet. I opened the door slowly, but then I gasped, my eyes widening at the sight of my mother.“Mum!” I yelled! Shocked to see her because she told me she was coming tomorrow and not today. I didn’t expect to see her at all.“My baby!” My mum screamed, spreading her hands wide and wrapping it around me tightly in a hug.I hugged her even more tightly, sniffing in her beautiful familiar scent. Gosh! I missed my mum so much.Through her shoulder, I could see Doctor Ryle and Mattias approaching….so Mattias knew about her visit, and pretended l
MATTIAS’S POV…I had just returned from the meeting with the team, relieved that everything went as planned. I opened my laptop to respond to a few emails, my fingers flying over the keyboard when I heard a soft knock on the door.“Come in!” I called out, my eyes still fixed on the screen.The door opened slowly, and I glanced up to see a young woman with brown hair stepping into my office. She wore a fitted black dress, and a white handbag hung from her shoulder, its strap slipping slightly as she moved. “Good day, Sir,” she greeted, her warm smile lighting up her face. Her voice was gentle, and there was an air of innocence about her.“Good day. How can I help you?” I asked, narrowing my eyes as I regarded her. “Uhm… I’m here for an interview. I’m applying for a position as your personal assistant, and I was selected to come for an interview,” she said, her voice tinged with uncertainty. I frowned, confusion crossing my mind. The interview wasn’t scheduled for today; in fact, it
“Thank you, that’s really sweet, but I can help myself,” I said, gently pulling my hand away from his grip.“I am so sorry if I overstepped my boundaries… I was just being concerned because I hate to see anyone in pain,” Mr. Beau replied, taking a step back, his voice sincere.“I understand… but believe me when I say it doesn’t hurt. I’ve had way worse injuries,” I said, giggling, but then my laugh faded when my thoughts drifted back to five years ago….. those life threatening times with Lucas. The memories slithered in, dark and heavy, making me feel slightly nauseous. I placed a hand on my belly, trying to calm the unease that was bubbling up inside me.“Are you okay?” Mr. Beau asked, his brow furrowing with concern as he observed me closely. I nodded quickly, masking my anxiety with a smile that felt a bit strained.“I’m fine… you should probably get back to the kids,” I said, directing the conversation away from myself. He nodded, still looking slightly hesitant.“Yes, of course…







