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
AylaI 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 for not se
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
KalebMy thumb hovered over my phone screen on the confirm button for an escort as I palmed myself under the desk. Despite trying everything to get Ayla out of my mind, the need to feel her intensified with every passing minute. Goddess, I wanted to taste her, even for a few minutes, to feel her petite body against mine."Argh!" I stood up, deciding to go to the adjacent resting area for a break instead of inviting an escort over to the office. I was at a point where I needed release because my cock was becoming painful and could no longer allow me to concentrate at work. Without thinking twice, I switched on the TV and logged into the browser, then got comfortable on the bed after removing my shoes.While rubbing myself, I searched for local porn and played the first video that I came across. It started with the girl kneeling in front of the man, unzipping him. I unbuttoned my slacks, lowered them to my waist, then dipped my hand under my brief. My breath was coming out in short puff
AylaI walked out of Kaleb's office with my head held high, fighting a smile off my face. His words had hurt me that morning, so it felt quite good to use them against him. Apart from that, though, I couldn't deny that I just wanted to spend time with him, talking about anything and everything.Right after I stepped into the hallway, I found a tall man around his late 30s leaning against my counter, tapping his foot on the tiled floor. His gaze was on his watch, but he lifted his face when I came into view."You must be Mr. Kaleb's secretary; I saw you at the meeting." He seemed pleasant as he shook my hand, his eyes fixed on my cleavage."And you must be Randolf, the Head of the Finance Department." I had received an email earlier, booking an appointment with Kaleb around 2 in the afternoon."Right, did you fix a spot for me? There are important matters I need to discuss with him." He licked his lips as he spoke, staring longily at my exposed part of my boobs. I didn't like that look
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
Ayla"H-ey," Marise stuttered, waving at us awkwardly when we stormed into the main wing of the mansion."Where's that son of a bitch?" Kaleb spat, making the nanny tighten her hand around the tablecloth that she was holding. "Uum," she looked around, her eyes never meeting mine or Kaleb's."I knew you would come looking for me," Roman interrupted, descending down the staircase, one hand on the rails, the other one holding a glass of wine. Behind him was Danica, her right hand on her protruding belly, spotting a broad smile. My hands itched to wipe it off her face with just one single slap."No need to shout at our poor nanny," Danica chimed in, batting her long fake lashes."I don't get addressed by whores," Kaleb dismissed her, even without sparing her a fleeting glance. His eyes remained fixed on Kaleb as he approached with a smug look on his face. His lip was still swollen from the earlier, but it looked a little bit better. Oh, how I couldn't wait to see it swell even more after
Kaleb "What the fuck!" I muttered behind Ayla, startling her. She jumped while letting out a yelp, dropping her phone. I pulled her quick behind the bush, then bent, extended my arm, and picked up the phone. The last thing we wanted was to get detected by my mother and her accomplices. "I told you I want to be alone," she lectured in a whisper yet commanding voice, pushing my hands off her. "I had to make sure you were fine," I responded. "By following me? I am an adult for goodness sake, Kaleb!" Her eyes were slightly swollen and red, a reminder that my stupid words had hurt her. I wanted so much to hold her and whisper multiple apologies, but with the glare she was sending my way, I had no chance. "I know, but...you know what? Let me take a photo of the three for evidence, then I will leave you alone." I retrieved my phone from the pocket, but when I peeped behind the bush, Randolf, Amanda, and my mother were already gone. It seemed to avoid being detected; they had exited throu
AylaCold, I felt as if somebody had poured a bucket of ice cubes on top of my head; my eyes bulged out, staring at the screen, unable to look away. I could feel my head becoming heavy, forcing me to place a hand against my forehead as if that would support it."Son of a bitch," Kaleb swore beside me, the sound of his shoe coming into contact with the side of the desk making me whip my head in his direction."Jesus baby, calm down," I forced the words out, even though all I could feel was the sound of my heartbeat thrashing in my ears."Who does he think he is?" Kaleb swiped his hands over the desk forcefully, pushing files on the floor, missing the damn desktop by a heartbeat.I debated on taking a step back to stay out of his path of destruction or holding him until he came back to his senses. The time to decide however elapsed so fast as he pushed the desk, then stormed out of the office, hands balled into fists."Where are you going?" I ran after him, my short, weak steps unable t