Gabriella's povsSebastian had barely finished his shower when I stormed into his bedroom, my anger radiating like a storm about to unleash its fury. I couldn't contain the frustration coursing through me, and I needed someone to take my angry on.Sebastian, wrapped in just a towel and seemingly unfazed, looked at me with a mix of amusement and curiosity. "What's got you so fired up?" he asked, as if the situation were some kind of joke.Despite my anger and frustration, I couldn't help but notice how inviting and alluring Sebastian looked, standing there in nothing but a towel. His presence had a way of pulling me in, even when I was seething with irritation.It was a conflicting mix of emotions – the anger towards Adrian's caretaker clashing with the undeniable attraction I felt for Sebastian. I tried to push aside those thoughts, focusing on my frustration with the situation at hand.I paced the room, my agitation boiling over. "Your brother's caretaker! She's the fucking problem,"
Stella's povI felt the warmth of soft kisses trailing along my neck, sending shivers down my spine. The gentle caresses ignited a fire within me, and I couldn't help but moan softly. As the kisses grew more fervent, the world around me faded, leaving only the intoxicating sensation of passion in its wake.My heart felt like it was pounding out of my chest as we laid in bed together. I could barely breathe, thinking Adrian was about to tear my clothes off.But he surprised me when he flashed the most disarming smile and slowly traced a finger from my ankle up to my thigh, teasing me with soft little strokes, getting closer and closer to where I desperately needed him."I need you to tell me that this is what you want," he said, holding me captive with his stormy silver eyes.Nodding my head, and anxiously licking my lips, that had suddenly gone dry, "Yes," I told him. "I really want this with you." And I honestly did. Though it seemed a little crazy, even to me, because I don't think I
Entering Adrian's boardroom felt like stepping into a world of corporate elegance. The room exuded an air of power and sophistication, with its sleek design and polished surfaces. I marveled at the grandeur of the space, realizing that this was where significant business decisions took shape.Adrian had asked me to accompany him, providing a glimpse into the professional side of his life. It was a stark contrast to the intimate moments we had shared, making it easier to momentarily push aside the memory of the morning's unexpected closeness.The massive table at the center of the room caught my attention, the sleek surface seemingly ready to host crucial discussions and strategic planning.The high-backed leather chairs surrounding it added an aura of authority, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement being present in such a prestigious setting.My gaze wandered to the large windows offering a breathtaking view of the city skyline. It was a reminder that the decisions made
As the lady handed me my freshly minted passport from the passport agency, I felt a surge of gratitude and mumbled a sincere "Thank you." with a dreamy inflection in my voice, I remarked, "I can't believe you're going to France."The excitement and disbelief mirrored my own sentiments as the prospect of the upcoming trip began to sink in. France, a place I had only dreamed of visiting, now lay within the pages of this small, official booklet. It was a surreal moment.Adrian had spared me a few minutes to get the process done. Thankfully because of his connections I was able to get through in mere minutes. Everything was upfront which made the process a lot easier.Lyra's eyes sparkled with mischief as she suggested, "Why not set me up with Mr. Lockwood, the handsome brother?"I chuckled, dismissing the idea, "We're not that close. I only work for Mr. Lockwood. Nothing more." I assured her.My thoughts drifting to the secret affair I had stumbled upon between Sebastian and Gabriella. H
Time seemed to freeze as a mixture of surprise and vulnerability consumed me. Sebastian's kiss was demanding, leaving me breathless and bewildered.I tried to pull away, but his hold tightened, making escape impossible. My attempts to speak were met with a soft laughter from him, amplifying my sense of helplessness.In that moment, the room blurred, and all that remained was the intensity of the kiss and the conflicting emotions swirling within me—shyness, apprehension, and a realization that this encounter would leave an indelible mark on the canvas of my memories.With one hard push I managed to push Sebastian away before quickly rushing outside the guestroom so he could not grab a hold of me once again.I wiped my lips, there was no denying Sebastian was a very good kisser, but his disgusting behavior was not sitting well with me. How could he be sleeping with his brother's girlfriend and then kiss me? How awful can he be!His kiss was somewhat different from the one who took my vi
The sight of Adrian's sleek private jet leaves me momentarily speechless, my eyes widening in awe as we approach in his car. The luxurious exterior and the sheer opulence of the aircraft evoke a sense of excitement, and the anticipation of a trip to France with my boss adds an extra layer of thrill to the experience."Impressed?" His voice broke through my excitement."Everyday." I say, from his magnificent house to his magnificent car, to his magnificent jet, all leaving me stunned at how rich he was.Memories from yesterday's intimate encounter in the bathroom resurface, creating a subtle undercurrent beneath the excitement.The steam-filled room, the sensation of his bare skin against mine, the vulnerability of that shared moment—each detail replays in my mind. The professional setting of the impending business trip collides with the lingering intimacy, leaving me in a state of subtle disarray.The hum of the car engine becomes a backdrop to my contemplation, and I steal a glance a
Waking from a peaceful slumber, I'm momentarily disoriented until I realize there are strong arms wrapped securely around my waist.The familiarity of the cologne that envelops me instantly registers, and I know without a doubt that I'm in Adrian's arms. The realization brings a mix of surprise and comfort.As the instinct to jump out of bed kicks in, the powerful allure of his cologne grips me, and for a moment, I pause. It dawns on me that Adrian must be asleep, providing an unexpected source of warmth and comfort.The idea of slipping away crosses my mind, but the force to stay in my boss's strong arms is strangely compelling. In this moment, it feels right, and the notion of disturbing his peaceful sleep becomes a secondary concern.Blushing shyly, I become aware that once again, Adrian is behind me. The closeness and proximity trigger a flurry of thoughts, and I wonder if he's typically this touchy and affectionate with others. Before I can delve further into my contemplation, th
Lyra's povI couldn't contain the excitement bubbling within me as I stepped into the renowned club, a place with a reputation that preceded itself. This wasn't just any strip club; it was the very one where Stella, my dear friend, had lost her virginity.The allure of this establishment, coupled with the fact that it was owned by Stella's billionaire boss, hinted at a audience that was undoubtedly high-end and influential.The anticipation of my first night as a stripper at this exclusive venue fueled my enthusiasm. I sauntered through the dimly lit entrance, taking in the sultry ambiance that echoed with the throb of distant music.The air was charged with an intoxicating blend of excitement and possibility, and I couldn't help but revel in the prospect of what the night held.The dressing room, adorned with mirrors, females and adorned with a touch of glamour, became my haven as I prepared for the performance ahead.In the lively dressing room, snippets of conversations floated thr