Kaleb"I want to know why you decided to keep quiet about what Roman did to you." I spoke calmly after my mother and Roman left, looking straight into Ayla's eyes. She turned to leave instead of answering, making me grab her by her wrist before she added another step."Let go of me," she said when I pulled her, her eyes wandering around the office."I asked you what was wrong while driving home that evening, and you lied to my face. I came to your room after dinner, and you never thought to tell me about it. Even when Roman came after you miscarried, you still kept it to yourself." I tightened my hold, but not so tight to hurt her."He didn't do anything beyond insinuating it. Can we just let it go because it's in the past?" she asked, squirming."You should have told me the moment you got out of his office. You have no idea what that fool is capable of when he wants something." I knew Roman would go as far as killing just to satisfy his cravings."His split lip will remind him for da
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
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
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 "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"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 "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"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
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
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