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I barely had time to react when Thiago’s voice, smooth and deadly, curled into my ear, “Tonight, you’ll be punished terribly, wifey,” he whispered, his tone dripping with dangerous delight. “I’ll cruely tease you until you’re lost in your own desire, unsure whether you’ll want me to stop or begging for me to fuck you more.” His words sent a shiver down my spine, anticipation and shock tangling together inside me. Before I could protest, he yanked my skirt and panties down in one swift motion, exposing me completely. His eyes roamed over me with that same predatory grin as he licked his lower lip, kneeling before me as though worshipping something forbidden.My breath hitched when his tongue met my clit, a slick, skilled glide that made my body jolt in pleasure. I clutched the bedspread, trying to keep my composure, but the sensation of Thiago’s tongue swirling over me was too much, too overwhelming. “Darling…” I gasped, barely able to form the words as I felt his mouth working me in
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The next day arrived with an oppressive weight hanging over me, a gnawing sense of dread that intensified as noon approached. Thiago’s message from last night had haunted my thoughts, making sleep impossible. Now, sitting in my office, I was counting down the minutes, trying to calm the anxiety bubbling inside me.Lucia had texted me earlier, confirming our meeting for the next morning. That brought me some comfort, knowing I had someone I could trust in this mess. But today, I had to face Thiago alone, and I couldn’t help but feel that this confrontation would be different—more dangerous.At exactly noon, I heard the unmistakable sound of Thiago’s heavy footsteps approaching my office door. I straightened up, bracing myself as the door swung open.There he stood, immaculate in his tailored suit, exuding control and power. But there was something else—something darker—in his expression today. His eyes locked onto mine, and I couldn’t help but shiver under his intense gaze.“Wifey,” he
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As I stood there, my body still trembling from the intensity of Thiago’s punishment the other night and now this, a strange calm settled over me. It was the aftermath of something I couldn’t quite describe—pleasure mixed with a dangerous kind of satisfaction, the kind that made me question where the boundaries between lust and control blurred.Thiago shifted beside me, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin, sending shivers down my spine. “What’s on your mind, wifey?” he asked, his voice softer now, almost teasing, but I could still hear the edge of dominance lurking beneath it.I bit my lip, unsure of how to answer. What was on my mind? really?The truth was, I didn’t even know anymore. Being with Thiago was like being on a constant rollercoaster—one moment I was fighting against him, and the next, I was drowning in the pleasure he knew how to bring out of me. It left me feeling off-balance, vulnerable. But in the same breath, I wanted more.“I don’t know…” I finally admitted
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The room was dimly lit, but that didn’t hide the cold steel glint of guns and rifles lining the walls. My heart pounded in my chest as I took in the sight, feeling like I had just walked into a nightmare. I hadn’t been prepared for this — not in a million years. “Thiago… what is this?” I asked, my voice trembling as I pointed toward the wall of firearms. My throat was tight, and a sinking feeling settled deep in my stomach. He leaned casually against the desk, watching me with those calculating eyes of his, arms crossed over his chest. “I told you, Bridgette. I wanted to be honest with you,” he said, his voice calm, like he was telling me what we were having for dinner. “This is part of my other underground business. It’s where most of my profits come from.”I blinked, trying to process his words, but they made no sense. My mind felt foggy, like I was drowning in confusion and disbelief. “Selling smuggled guns? Thiago, you’re telling me you’re involved in… illegal firearms?” My voic
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The tension was thick, wrapping around me like a cold blanket as we drove in silence. Thiago hadn’t said a word since the call, his anger simmering beneath the surface. I could feel it in the air, like a storm waiting to break. I sat stiffly beside him, my hands clenched in my lap, heart racing from the revelations of the past hour—illegal firearms, smuggling, and now, whatever this was.I’d never imagined this side of Thiago’s empire. Sure, I knew he had a dark side, but this—illegal firearms? Smuggled luxury cars? The sheer danger of it all sent my mind spiraling. And the way he had pulled me into it, without so much as a warning... it felt like I was falling deeper into a world I didn’t recognize. A world where Thiago was both a king and a tyrant.The car came to a stop outside a dimly lit building, the air heavy with impending confrontation. Thiago stepped out without a word, his shoulders rigid with fury. I followed hesitantly, my heart pounding in my chest. The building loome
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His words reverberated through me, the intensity of them sinking into my very core. I could feel his need, his anger, his desire all blending together in the way his hands moved over my body—and it was so possessive.Thiago’s grip tightened around my ass as he pulled me even closer, his mouth never leaving my skin as he glide down to suck my clivage. I wanted his kisses more that I voluntarily undress my top exposing my breast with my plumpy erected nipples.His eyes softened as though he liked the scene before his face, “They’re lovely, wifey. As though they inviting me to suck them.”I leaned in beside his ear and said, “Then be my guest, darling.” With a teasing sense. Thiago obliged and sucked one of my nippled and the hardness it has a moment ago softened the moment Thiago’s wet and warm tongue curled around it. It made me silent squirm as I bit his left earlobe and I think it must have triggered him more as his cocked hardened inside his pants.It made me become so curious abou
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The following days blurred into a mix of meetings, reports, and endless tasks. I tried to throw myself into work, letting it be my escape, my shield from the chaotic whirlwind that had become my personal life, especially after what I learned about Thiago.Lucia was in and out of my office more than usual, juggling paperwork, reminders, and upcoming events. “Madame CEO, please don’t forget, we have the expo coming up in two weeks,” Lucia said, placing another stack of documents on my desk. She gave me a sympathetic look, probably seeing the exhaustion written all over my face.“I haven’t forgotten, Lucia. Don’t worry. Email me the details of the exhibitors, we need to make sure Bermudez Group’s booth would stand out.” I replied, forcing a smile. I hadn’t had a proper night’s sleep in days, but I didn’t have time to stop. Not now. Not with everything coming up. The workload was unrelenting—projects, expos, presentations. Every day I left the office late, my body aching, my mind buzzi
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I dared not to provoke him.As much as possible, I didn’t want to get him serious about fucking me infront of the board members.And so, the tension between Thiago and me had grown unbearable. His every stolen moment, every whispered word, sent my mind spinning. It was like a constant push and pull, an invisible tether that neither of us could break. And the worst part? I wasn’t sure why I wanted to.Days passed, and I found myself tangled deeper in Thiago’s web, despite my best efforts to focus on work. Lucia, ever diligent, noticed the change in me but thankfully said nothing. Instead, she continued to bring me updates, event schedules, and project reports, as if pretending I was still the same focused Bridgette who had everything under control.But nothing was under control. Least of all, me.One evening, after hours at the office, I sat in my chair, rubbing my temples, trying to ward off an impending headache. The office was quiet; most of the staff had left for the day. I was fi
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