Kaleb "Don't listen to that son of a bitch. We both know he lies all the time," I replied, itching to put a distance between us. "Are you going to tell me or not?" she insisted, raising her eyebrows. "And don't think I forgot your proposal about wanting me to become your escort," she added. "I never said that." I closed my eyes, running my index finger and thumb across the eyelids as I pinched them gently. "But you insinuated it," she waved her right hand on my face. "I am not denying that I have had agreements with escort companies in the past. It was my way of having fun with women who have been tested while also providing a job for them." I tried explaining. "They were sisters and mothers to somebody!" She shouted, shaking her head at me as she headed for the backdoor. I followed behind her, my eyebrows raised as I swiped my palms over my face. "I didn't force them; it was a win for them and for me. Most of these women are professional models who work as escorts for specific
Ayla The intensity of Kaleb's smouldering gaze and the weight of his admission made me shift on the cushion. I couldn't control my heartbeat as it accelerated or my eyes as I looked at Kaleb intently. I was aware of the silence that surrounded us in the courtyard, save for the sounds of the birds chirping. "It has been you since I laid my eyes on you, baby," Kaleb whispered, getting up from the chair slowly. I forgot how to breathe as he sat beside me, taking me back to earlier that day. "I... I don't know what to say," I voiced softly, taking in a deep breath when his knee brushed mine. "I need you to say something, Ayla, anything," he said under his breath, looking at me as if I were the only person that mattered to him. The atmosphere was thick and heavy with cackling energy and unexplored desire. Kaleb moved closer, making my pulse quicken as he turned my head and held my gaze. I could feel electricity between us, not once taking his eyes off me. "I feel like I have known yo
KalebTwo weeks couldn't have gone by as quick as they did with Ayla's constant company. She had resumed work and was doing well assisting Randolf in the finance department. Roman had managed to stay away from her, and so did my mother and Danica. We had gone back to the mansion but kept our interactions on the low. Danica had managed to lie to my mother about her boyfriend by the look of things. "Remember that we are heading out early to go prepare for our flight tomorrow," I reminded Ayla, who was busy behind her computer, scrunching her face as she stared at the screen."I just need a few more hours to finish sending back these signed documents to the respective departments," she responded without looking up, her left index finger and thumb on her chin."Why don't you take a break? You've been typing for hours. I can have someone else do that." I leaned over the counter, trying to get her to look at me."You just stepped out of your office since morning, and you are one to talk."
Ayla"Afternoon, sir," Angel greeted Kaleb, passing between us as she boarded the elevator, two cups of coffee in her hand. Kaleb nodded, keeping a straight face as Angel eyed me with judgement written all over her face.The cafeteria was almost empty despite it being lunch time; only the cafeteria stuff was positioned in their stations."Did you see how she looked at me?" I asked Kaleb after our orders were taken. Because he was the CEO, he wasn't required to go to the counters and was entitled to deliveries at the office but still chose to go there in person."I did; I know the first thing she will do is tell Roman," he answered, tapping his fingers on the table."She is so mouthy. Do you know the first time we met, she told me about Roman's sexcapades? Goddess, I was so hurt at that time." I never knew it was possible to move on from a one year husband that fast, because as I talked about Roman, I felt nothing but freedom."It's something expected from her. I just don't allow her t
Kaleb "I still can't believe that the surveillance was not working when Randolf was breaking in into your office," Ayla said for the third time that day as we walked out of our hotel in Florida to the awaiting black Sedan. "Baby we have more important matters to deal with," I politely reminded her, nodding to the chauffeur as he opened the backseat door for us. "Are you kidding me?" She whisperyelled at me then quickly said a thank you to our driver for the day. "I already told you that it's something that happens. CCTVs don't always record," I explained, but she shook her head, getting comfortable in the backseat. "I can't believe you of all the people is saying this. What are the odds that when Randolf is breaking in your office that the cameras are not working, and specifically on his floor, the staircase, and your floor? Can't you see that something is off?" She pressed. "How about we talk about this after the meeting? I told you that this is my best shot at extending my cybe
AylaMy heart thumped in my ribs as Kaleb deepened the kiss, moving his hands on the sides of my body. Something about this particular kiss felt different, as if Kaleb was trying to communicate something that my body could understand."Ayla," he rasped after we broke from the kiss, placing his hands around my hips."Yes," I mumbled in forced breath, feeling his hard cock pocking me in the stomach."I want you so bad," he asserted, making my breath quicken as he pushed me back gently on to the bed."Fuck," I swore as he crawled between my spread legs, his heavy eyes with arousal taking me in. I was seated, supporting my upper body weight with my arms behind my back, watching him closely."Let me see you," he whispered, beginning to unbutton my blouse from the top button. The moment I was left in just the bra, he let out a loud breath, his gaze fixed on my cleavage."I have been dreaming with these tits since the first night I saw them in the mansion," he confessed. I held my breath as
Ayla"Aaah!" I cried out when he pulled out until his thick head only remained inside, then slammed back into me, sucking the very breath out of me."So fucking tight," Kaleb hissed, his jaw clenched and hazy eyes looking into my heavy ones."Too full," I responded, unable to control my pussy walls from contracting. Pain mixed with pleasure as he stretched me to my maximum, his fingers gripping my hips."Fuck," he swore against my neck, finding a rythym as he backed into me slowly, making my throat knot. He was everything I wanted at that moment, and I couldn't help but surrender my body and mind to him.The bed creaked slightly as he stroked my insides, making my boobs bounce on my chest. I could feel him going deeper with every thrust, filling me just the way I loved. I was a moaning mess, my entire body sizzling with my nerves on fire."I don't want to ever stop loving you this way." I didn't have time to process his words because he pulled out, making me whine from the emptiness t
Kaleb I watched Ayla sleeping soundly after the hotel staff changed the soaked bedding from our sexcapades, waiting for Dean to pick up my call. Her mouth was slightly open, a pillow between her thighs and another under her beautiful face. "Hey man," he greeted when he picked up, his voice high as usual. "What's up?" I responded, walking out of the bedroom suite stealthily, careful not to wake her up. "I assume that the meeting with Connection Inc. Board is over..." He trailed off, waiting for me to fill him in, which I did quickly. After the call, I decided to hit the swimming pool at the rooftop. I left a note on the bedside table, indicating where I would be to Ayla in case she woke up before I returned. In just a bathrobe and a short underneath, I went up, carrying my phone and my laptop in case an issue to do with either of the companies came up. Before I could even swim, I decided to sunbathe on one of the lounge chairs, seeing that I had the pool all to myself. "Kaleb?" Th
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
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