While laying on the bed, I shited my oant, sliding my hand inside my pussy. I bit my button lips as i began thrust my finger in and out of my pussy.“M—Mattias,” I moaned, the sloshing sound filling the air.“Shimma!“ The voice of my aunt jolted me from my bed. followed by the knock on my door.I quickly took out my hand from my pussy because i had been fingering myselfI stood up, adjusting my dress so she wouldn't notice anything. I positioned myself by the door, trying to steady my breathing as I arranged my hair.Then I opened the door, gazing at my aunt, who wore a wide grin.“Can I come in?” she asked. I hesitated before responding. “Yeah, sure,” I replied, stepping aside for her to enter.“I hope you like it here. I tried to make the room suitable for you before leaving for my trip,” she said, glancing around as if pleased with how it looked.Little did she know, I felt like I was in a prison.“I’m sorry I haven’t spoken to you since I arrived; I had to be with my best frien
TWO MONTHS LATERI found myself seated in an office—my office. Slouched back, gaze fixed on the ceiling, my mind swirled with thoughts.He didn't come for me. He never cared. Two months have passed, and I haven't set eyes on him.His photo on my phone was supposed to help me remember him and the good times, but now it feels like…... I don’t want to remember him; everything we had was just a mirage, False! He's a liar!Fuck! my parents were right, even if I never wanted them to be.“Shimma,” my boss, Mr. Kelvin, called, breaking me from my thoughts. I didn't even notice him enter my office.“I need you to look over these documents. Go through them carefully and ensure there are no mix-ups,” he said, dropping the files on my desk.“O—Okay, sir,” I replied, sitting up straight. He turned back as if something compelled him, and my heart sank under his glare. What does he want now?“Next time I find you in that position, I promise I’ll get you fired,” he warned, muttering as he left. “Ther
“Mind joining me for dinner tonight?”“Uhh, dinner? O—okay,” I stuttered, struggling to believe my ears.“Alright,” he replied, closing his laptop. He picked up his phone, keys, and jacket before approaching me. “Let's go then,” he added, following closely behind.Although his words weren’t particularly warm, I hoped that being a little closer to him might ease the tension I felt. As we drove, I kept scrolling through my phone, seeking distraction. The thought of having a smooth conversation with him was daunting; it was something I wasn’t used to, and I didn’t want to feel awkward.His silence left me both confused and oddly relieved. ---We pulled up to a grand gate, lights flickering on and off around the enormous building. Glancing at my surroundings, my mind drifted back to memories of Mattias and the times we shared on fancy dates. He would take me to extravagant restaurants just for a random dinner. With him, I experienced a taste of luxury I had never known before.But now,
I turned back to take a last glance, because no matter how hard i tried, there was no way i could withhold my gaze.The moment i turned back, they both disappeared into the VVIP section. I felt strangely sad because i couldn't get a glimpse of their face.“Is everything alright?“ Me Kelvin asked, bringing my attention back to the table.“Y—yes Sir, everything is fine,” I said, forcing out a smile.“Why don't we order a drink?“ He asked.“What kind of drink Sir?“ I mumbled, but he didn't respond, instead, he signalled a waiter.When the waiter arrived. He whispered something i couldn't quite hear, the waiter nodded before walking out.MR MATTIAS'S POV.We were directed to the VVIP section, where i and Dannis both took our seats.A waiter came to give us a menu, waiting to get our orders. While Dannis carefully went through his menu.I stared at mine, lost in thoughts. Why do i feel Shimma's presence here.It's weird, i know, but i feel it. I feel her. Like she's close to me. I can't w
Mr. MATTIAS'S POV “SHIMMA? MY SHIMMA?” I whispered, disbelief flooding my senses. The scene unfolded before me in slow motion. She was fighting against a man, her face a mask of fear and defiance. With anger boiling through my veins, fist clenched at my side, I rushed toward them. “Hey! Get your hands off her!” I yelled, my voice cutting through the chaos. SHIMMA'S POV. Just as I felt myself being pulled toward the car, I heard a voice yell from behind me. “Hey! Get your hands off her!” My heart raced because I could recognize the voice so perfectly. It—It can't be. I turned my head slightly, but the grip on my arm tightened painfully. Before I could process it, Mr. Kelvin turned to confront the voice. But then, out of nowhere, I saw the person launch himself at him, delivering a hard punch to Mr. Kelvin's face. My eyes widened because standing right before me was MR. M—MATTIAS. How can this be? Mr. Kelvin stumbled back against the car, blood gushing from his nose.
SHIMMA'S POV The cab pulled up in front of my house. I quickly paid the driver before stepping out of the car. I glanced back to see if Mr. Mattias had followed me, but the road was clear. There was no sign of any car approaching. I entered my house, closing the door behind me. I slowly walked to the living room, trying to replay the scene in my mind, but it still made no sense. “I need to cool off. I really need a bath,” I whispered, my breath hitching in my throat as I made my way upstairs. I stripped off all my clothes and headed straight to the bathroom. I turned on the shower, letting the water run over me from head to toe. “Ughhh,” I groaned, feeling a wave of relief wash over me. But I soon got distracted by the sound of my doorbell. I paused, waiting to hear it again. “Ding! Ding!” It rang for a second time. I had just moved in here a month ago, and I barely had visitors. Could it be? No way!…. I quickly grabbed a white towel, rushing down the stairs. “Knock
SHIMMA'S’s POV.I shut the door, my heart pounding heavily in my chest. Mr Mattias kept calling out to me, banging at the door.“Shimma! Shimma! Please, let's talk this out!“ He yelled, I could hear the desperation in his voice, but, God! it only made things worse.My breath grew heavier as I stumbled up the stairs, shutting my bedroom door behind me. Leaning against it, I slid to the floor, tears pouring down my cheeks like an unrelenting rain. What did I just do? I mumbled to myself, confusion wrapping around me like a thick fog. I had convinced myself these past few months that Mr. Mattias never truly loved me. All I want is happiness. And it hurts so much to make such a decision, but maybe moving on would help, I thought. I closed my eyes, letting the tears flow freely, each drop a release of the pain I had bottled up for so long. I wanted happiness, I told myself. Maybe moving on was the answer. Maybe I could find someone who my parents would approve of, someone who wouldn’t
“What are you doing here? And how did you know where i….,”“I own here now,” Mr Mattias said quickly, getting up from his seat.“You own here? where is my boss?“ I stuttered.“He's where he belongs,” Mr Mattias said, a sly smirk playing on his lips as he slowly approached.“Well, I'm here to submit my resignation letter,” i said, taking out the envelope and handing it over to him. He didn't take it. Instead, he frowned, looking down at me.“What's the need of quitting? I'm your boss now, you no longer need to go through what you went through. And good news is,” He Smiled, halting in front of me, barely an inch away from me.“You get to be my Personal Assistant again,” He said, still maintaining his sly smirk.I stood there, confused. Didn't he hear me last night? Doesn't he know that seeing him everyday would make it difficult for me to move on.I'm finding it difficult to move on. I don't even know how I'm going to do so.“I'm sorry but i am not interested,” I said, sliding the enve
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