Ayla "Thank you so much," I whispered, staring at my hands on my lap as I sat in Kaleb's office, right in front of his office desk. It all felt surreal to a point that I had to pinch myself to make sure that it wasn't a dream. I had no idea how he had managed to convince Catarina to let me work in the company, but I was glad I was no longer a fucking maid. "It's nothing, Ayla," he assured, flashing a smile and a wink that had me almost melting. "Where do I start?" Even though I felt so weak, I wanted to start work immediately. The only thing that I was dreading was having to deal with Roman. It was no secret that I would be seeing him in the company, since he was a co-CEO of his father's pharmaceutical company. "About that," Kaleb dropped his pen on his desk, then leaned on his swivel chair, holding my gaze. I fidgeted under his stare, looking everywhere around him but not at him. "Since you didn't get enough sleep last night, how about you rest up? We will officially begin tomor
Kaleb I typed furiously on my computer keyboard, trying to get rid of Ayla's creamy thighs out of my mind. My dick was painfully hard, pressing on the zipper of my slacks, demanding release. I had to press my legs together for some friction, which worsened the situation. "Damn it!" I swore, leaning on the back of my chair, running my hands on my face. "What's gotten you so worked up?" Dean's voice drifted into my ears, making me withdraw my hands from my face. "You fucker, when did you come to Nashville?" I sat up, tapping my foot on the floor. "A few minutes ago, only to find you talking to yourself. Have you suddenly gone mad?" He teased, closing the door behind him. He was supposed to be in Memphis, but his unnaounced travel to Nashville meant that something serious had happened. "No man," I heaved a sigh, making no effort to stand and give him a bro hug. He eyed me suspiciously, trying to decipher what I was hiding. We hadn't been friends since college for nothing; he knew m
Ayla I felt as if a bucket of cold ice had been poured on my head, freezing my brain into place. I could hear Catarina's and Danica's loud, harsh laugh echoing through the air, following me as I hightailed towards my room behind the mansion. I tried unlocking the door, but my hands were trembling, fumbling with the lock. "Ayla!" Kaleb called, an edge in his loud voice as he sounded closer. "Come on," I whispered to the stupid lock, trying to keep my hands steady. "Ayla." Another one followed, louder and rougher, thundering in the air. I tried pushing the door for one last time, but it wouldn't budge. I looked at the right, then at the left, my saturated mind finding it hard to make a decision. In the end, I just ran around the quarters, heading for the backyard. Kaleb's voice kept on sounding further and further as I passed by the swimming pool and got near the first line of trees. The mansion sat on a vast piece of land, with the well-mowed backyard stretching into a man-mad
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
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
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
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