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Ayla"No, you're coming with me." Kaleb steered me in the direction of his wing when I tried to walk to my room."But—""No buts, Ayla. You haven't had dinner, and I know you don't have food in your room, and you don't want to go to the main kitchen. So how about I fix some leftovers for you?" As if on cue, my stomach rumbled, making me drop my eyes to my feet."At least I know you are hungry." He chuckled, rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand."I know right now you might be feeling like you're the unluckiest woman on earth," he began, his voice soothing."But trust me, Ayla, it is going to get better," he added, making me press my teeth together in thought."When?" I stopped walking."When is it going to get better? Can't you see that my husband is expecting a child with a woman who was my best friend, and that they are even illegally married?" I heaved, the feeling of lightheadedness returning."I don't know, but you just have to keep on pushing for the sake of my niece or nep
Kaleb"What's going on between you two?" Dean asked the moment we got inside the office after a meeting."Between me and who?" I acted clueless, taking off my coat."Don't act dumb. You think I didn't see the way you two couldn't even look at each other out there?" He wiggled his eyebrows, sitting at the chair opposite mine in the office."I don't know what you are talking about," I lied smoothly."Come on, Kaleb. You've been keeping me in the dark since I came from Memphis. What's really going on?" Dean switched from playing to being serious, making me sigh as I sat down."Ayla came across an open tab of pure porn in my TV browser," I finally revealed, pinching the bridge of my nose."But you don't watch porn, or am I missing something?" He leaned on his chair, rotating it as he studied me."That's the thing, Dean, I don't watch, but..." I let out another sigh."Since I came back, I haven't had sex. I was horny one day ago and decided to just try watching Smut. I didn't even know I h
AylaI had gotten back to work, going through online files that the previous secretary left unattended, when I smelt a familiar cologne. My hand froze on the mouse as the sound of the steps drifted in my ears, sounding closer and closer. I didn't lift up my face from the computer, not even when the sound of steps stopped right in front of my counter."From a maid to a secretary, you must be feeling like you won some lottery," Roman mocked, while I remained quiet, pressing my teeth together."Do not let what my brother is doing fool you. He is using you to spite me, you are just a piece of trash he's playing with before he finally throws you away." I held the mouse tighter, channelling my boiling feelings to the grip."Just like I did when I realised that you were just rubbish," he added, his words sending a stabbing pain in my heart, despite the fact that he had insulted me multiple times. I was fighting so hard to not let them affect me, but I was failing miserably. Every word he spo
Ayla I was in my room, sitting on my bed, noting about my day in my diary, when loud bangs on the door interrupted me. I knew Kaleb had left after dropping me off after work, and after the fist Roman had received, I had doubts he had the guts to come banging. That left Danica and Catarina the only persons who had a motive to disrupt me. "I know you are in there, Ayla, fucking open up!" I rolled my eyes at Danica's shrill voice. "Open this door!" she added, while I wrote the last word and closed the diary. I took my time to get up from the bed, then dragged my feet towards the door. "If you do not come out here, I swear I will..." "Do what?" I opened the door, raising my eyes at her frowning one, cutting her off. She faltered a bit before covering her surprise with a scoff and her wide stance. I shook my head, cursing myself for ever trusting her as my best friend. I should have known and seen the signs that she was eyeing my man. In times like that, I usually blamed myself
Kaleb"What do you mean he has been hitting her?" Dean asked over the music, picking up his glass of whisky."I'm telling you there isn't anything that girl hasn't seen in her one-year marriage with Dimwit." I beckoned the waitress in charge of our table, in need of something stronger than the beer I was currently taking."He didn't deserve to have her in the first place. Things would be different right now if you had just made a move when you first saw her." I raised my hand in the air to stop Dean from adding anything to his statement."We agreed to never talk about it; please leave it," I spoke, looking around the club as people enjoyed themselves. There was one couple in particular that caught my eye, kissing on the dance floor as they swayed to the music. I wished I had a woman to call mine at that moment."That was before we knew that Roman had been cheating on Ayla. Why can't you accept that she's the reason that you've been fucking around?" Dean pressed, making me take a large
Ayla"Kai Marlowe Rivers," I read on the back of my shared photo with my brother, his name flowing with hardship between my lips. I turned the photo, smiling through the heartache as I looked at the only recent shared picture with him. I missed him, so much so that his photo blurred as my eyes filled up."We have twenty minutes to go before the meeting," came Kaleb's voice through the intercom, pulling me back into reality."I'm ready," I cleared my throat, my voice coming out weaker than I intended."Is everything okay?" He asked after seconds of silence. I could hear shuffling on his side, making me scramble for a piece of pocket tissue. The last thing I wanted was to explain why I had teary eyes."Ye-s," I answered, wiping my eyes."Okay." He ended the call, making me heave a sigh of relief.I had arranged everything he needed for the meeting, including preparing slideshows for his presentation. According to his briefing, the meeting would include Roman and his secretary, the board
Kaleb"Will you just drop it?" I told Dean for the umpteenth time, dropping my pen on my office desk."But I'm just getting started. Do you know that I ended up having a threesome with those girls? And damn, the sex was just out of this world." I shook my head as he explained in excitement, his eyes lighting up as if he were reliving the whole thing."I don't need to know about what you people did," I clearly stated, directing a glare at him."Don't pretend that you didn't want to go fuck Mia. I saw the way you hesitated, probably thinking about it," Dean spoke, rotating on the swivel chair opposite mine."When did you become a mind reader? If anything, I wanted to get as far as I could from her." It was partly the truth, and I didn't need to explain myself any further."I thought I planned it all good, but I guess I still expected you to turn them down now that Ayla seems to have occupied your senses." I sat up, looking at him, trying to make sense of his words."What exactly are you
Ayla "Kaleb," I called, looking at him sprawled on the leather couch. When he didn't respond, I dragged myself off the bed, trying to remember how we ended up falling asleep. When I looked at the time on my phone on the bedside table, it was already 30 minutes past 9 in the morning. I had to rub my eyes and recheck, just to be sure. "Shit," I swore, walking to the couch to shake Kaleb but decided not to. Instead, I took a quick shower and prepared breakfast. I managed to cook through without throwing up, all while praying for him not to wake up before I was done. I took time to really look at him as he slept soundly, his lips slightly parted. It was the first time I was taking time to really admire him without shying off. For a man, he sure had long lashes that fanned his cheeks and thick eyebrows with slits that made him look even more sexy. It took everything in me not to run my hand on his face just to feel his skin. "Fuck," I whispered when my eyes dropped all the way fr
Kaleb"Did something happen yesterday while I was out?" I asked Ayla, looking at her closely. She had kept to herself the entire drive to the office, pretending to be on the phone."Nothing happened," she murmured, staring past me."Are you sure? You don't look okay to me. You know you can talk to me about anything, right?" I insisted, hoping that she hadn't discovered about Amanda and the child."I know, and I said nothing happened," she snapped, then turned and covered her face with her hands."Baby, calm down," I soothed, closing the distance between us and going around her counter. Her office was almost ready, and I couldn't wait for her to start handling bigger financial matters for the company."I want to be alone," she muttered as I pulled her out of her chair and wrapped my arms around her. She resisted for seconds before finally she settled and started shaking."You can tell me what's wrong when you are ready. But please come with me to my office; I can't leave you here looki
AylaI looked at my wristwatch, tapping my foot on the floor, then looked at the entrance door into the West Wing. I was all alone, waiting for Kaleb to come back from the office like he had said. There was a part of me that felt like he was hiding something from me, but I kept on brushing it off.When I was about to head for my phone in my bedroom to give him a call, there was a knock at the door. Since it was Kaleb's wing at the mansion, I wasn't expecting anyone, not even Marise, to come knocking. It couldn't have been Kaleb either, because he would have just opened the door."I know you're in there, Ayla; I saw you being dropped off by Kaleb earlier. I also know that you are alone because I saw him driving off." Came in Danica's voice, making me roll my eyes. Her voice alone was a reminder of my troubles, and I couldn't help but wonder what she wanted from me, especially 9 at night. I didn't want anything to do with her, so I stood to lock myself up in the bedroom when she spoke a
KalebTwo weeks after Ayla had seen her brother with Danica, none of us had made a point to tell Roman. If anything, he deserved to be kept in the dark about Danica's extramarital affairs, just as he had done to Ayla. To some extent, he was getting what he truly deserved—a cheating fake wife.Seated in a high-end restaurant for dinner, I stared at my phone for the umpteenth time, holding it under the table, like I had been for two weeks. On the screen was Amanda's picture holding a roughly four- to almost-five-year-old boy. The caption under the picture in her chat was clear as day, written, 'Meet your son, Kaleb.' It was the same picture she had sent when Dean discovered that Ayla's phone was tapped."You seem distracted; is everything okay?" Ayla asked, making me snap my head up."Who, me?" I hesitated, hurrying to pick up the fork from my barely eaten food."Yes, for the last two weeks all you do is stare into space, barely finish your food, or even get work done in the office," sh
Ayla I bolted out of the vehicle faster than Kaleb could stop me, my emotions pushing me forward faster than I could think. My heart pounded in my chest, but I didn’t care. Nothing mattered in that moment except getting closer to them—Arnold, my brother, and Danica, my former best friend. The two people at some point I thought I could trust more than anyone. They froze when they saw me, their argument dissolving into tense silence. I blinked rapidly, half convinced that my eyes were deceiving me, but how could I forget how my own brother looked? "Arnold?" I whispered in a thick barely audible voice, my steps faltering in front of them. "Ayla," he muttered, his gaze darting everywhere but at me. After years of silence, you’d think he’d at least look happy to see me. I didn’t know what to do first—hug him, slap him, or scream. Memories of surviving alone after our parents died and Uncle Rex… I shook my head, clearing the thought as Kaleb caught up to me. I couldn’t take my eyes o
Kaleb I couldn't remain in place, not when I knew that Ayla was risking her life just to lure Roman. I was squirming in the passenger seat in my car in between the array of cars, looking at my watch, the window where I could see Ayla at her reserved table, and at the entrance where Roman was likely to drive through into the lot. We had resulted in hiring a male escort to be Ayla's fake date, even though the fake profile was mine, so as not to raise any suspicions, despite me being against the idea of another man. I watched as he walked in, my feet already itching to get out, stop the damn date, and walk out with Ayla. "Relax, man; the guy knows that there are limits. Ayla is safe," Dean spoke, leaning on the driver's seat. I watched as Ayla stood up, flashing a smile at the fake date. They had some type of short conversation before the man greeted Ayla, took her hand, and kissed the back of it. "That's it," I muttered, turning to open the door, only for Dean to grab my arm, stoppin
Ayla"There's no way whatever software they are using could penetrate the security software used in Kaleb's computer," Dean explained, shaking his head, but my mind was on how I was going to confront Roman about his spying game."Ayla?" Kaleb called, placing his hand on my shoulder."Huh?" I jumped slightly, looking at him, his brows raised."I asked you a question," he stated, squinting his eyes. I could tell that he knew what I was thinking about but didn't want to address it with his best friend around."Do you remember the Securelink software we sold out to Chen's company?" Kaleb asked, pulling the chair for me to sit down again."Yes, it prevents their clients and their company from being hacked," I responded."It's the same software I use for my office devices. If someone were to attempt to even install anything, then I would get a notification via my phone. So I am confident that Randolf didn't access my computer." As Kaleb explained, I sat down but couldn't stop tapping my rig
Kaleb "So all that drama happened and you never thought to give me some of the tea?" Dean asked over the loud chatter in the company's cafeteria. "It happened too fast, man, and that's not even all," I added, looking around for any unwelcome listening ears. Since the clip, Ayla and I had upped our privacy game, staying alert and cautious at all times. "Well, I am listening," he said, lifting up his cup of coffee to take a sip. "I met Amanda in Florida, at the hotel that I was staying," I whispered, rotating my cup of coffee on the table. "Are you kidding me right now?" Dean shouted, drawing attention from other staff members to us. "I told you to keep it down. Come on, we are going to my office," I chastised, getting up that instant. "Come on, man, I just took my first sip," he whined, but got up anyway. "Silence in the elevator; I know it's still bugged," I warned again, hating the fact that I had to walk on eggshells in my own company. Dad could have never been more right on
Ayla"Easy, babe," I cried out as Kaleb rammed my pussy from behind with short yet powerful strokes."I told you I won't be gentle," he responded in between loud grunts, his fingers digging into my hips."Please," I panted, closing my eyes as he pulled out, leaving me feeling so empty."Don't you dare leave me frustrated like you did back at the office," I stated while turning around, breathing through my nose and mouth."Oh, I am just getting started, baby." He winked, and before I knew it, it swept me up bridal style."Where are you taking me?" I asked, clinging onto him, looking at his wet face. His brows were drawn together, his mouth slightly open as he walked out of the shower."Aren't you needy today?" I rolled my eyes at his words, yelping when he spanked me."On your back, baby," he instructed when he dropped me on the bed. I did as asked, my clit still throbbing."Fuck, I wish you could see yourself right now," he rasped, stroking his cock in a tempting manner, making me spr
Kaleb "That was awesome, babe! I swear I had forgotten we had mom's compromising clip," I said, the moment we got to my wing. Ayla didn't say a word; she went straight to her room without looking back. "Seriously, Ayla, after putting Roman and mom in their place, now you're ignoring me?" She dropped her purse on the dresser and walked into the bathroom. "Come on, baby, we should be celebrating right now," I added, following her before she could close the door on my face. "I'm not leaving until you talk to me," I insisted, putting my hands into my pockets and leaned against the door. I watched as she started unbuttoning her blouse through the mirror, exposing her boobs bit by bit. I couldn't take my eyes off her as she shrugged it off and unzipped her skirt. "Fuck," I swore under my breath as she pulled it up and removed it, revealing her lacy white panties, that matched with her bra. Damn, she was perfection, her body playing with my fucking control. As if teasing me, she unc