Sebastian woke up with the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. His eyes slowly adjusted to the brightness, and as he turned his gaze to the woman beside him, his heart skipped a beat.Ava lay peacefully, her features softened by sleep, her delicate eyelashes brushing against her cheeks. He couldn't help but admire the simplicity of her beauty—the way her tousled hair cascaded over the pillow, framing her face like a halo, and the faint blush that adorned her cheeks.There was something captivating about Ava, something that went beyond her physical appearance. It was her essence, her genuine spirit that drew him in. In that quiet moment, as he observed her, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude that she was in his life.He marveled at how effortlessly she embraced simplicity, how she radiated an inner beauty that transcended any external adornments. It was a rare quality in a world filled with superficiality and pretense
Kim groggily rubbed her eyes as she stumbled out of her bedroom, seeking solace in a glass of water. The early morning light filtered through the windows, casting a soft glow on the familiar surroundings. But as she entered the kitchen, a sight greeted her that sent her heart racing.A shirtless man, with his back turned to her, was rummaging through the cupboard. Panic surged through Kim's veins as her mind leaped to the worst-case scenario—a burglar invading their home. Instinctively, she grabbed a nearby napkin, clutching it tightly in her hand.Without a second thought, Kim lunged forward, her heart pounding in her chest, and began swatting at the intruder with the napkin, delivering a series of quick, frantic hits. "Get out! Get out!" she yelled, her voice laced with a mixture of fear and determination.The man let out a startled cry, his hands instinctively covering his face to protect himself from the unexpected assault. "Stop! Stop!" he pleaded, desperately trying to shield hi
Ava woke up to a warm bed and a dent beside her that showed Sebastian was gone. Her brows shifted into a frown as she rubbed her fingers across the bedsheet, basking in his warmth. Oh it had been a most delightful experience, being with him the night before. Frankly, She had been willing to move on with her life, be the perfect pretend fiancée he wanted and ignore the feelings that rose within her like hot piping lava.But good lord, she doubted she would have lasted with a decision like that. She had grown attached. “Idiot,” She whispered to herself, closing her eyes. She was a total fool. She had known it would be easy to fall for Sebastian, to catch feelings. She was just that kind of person. And yet she had allowed him to touch her. Oh he did more than touch, Her mind taunted and her face burned. Right from when they had shared that first kiss, she had known that her heart was in danger as much as her body was. Her cheeks heated up as reminisced on how he had been with her the n
Sebastian tossed the file on the desk and directed a glare to the head of accounts department. For some weird reasons the account did not seem to tally. Perhaps it was the result of a tiny flaw and on a good day, Sebastian would have simply offered a correction and patted the older man goodbye. Well today was a bad day. A very bad day for him. He felt like shit and in turn had the insane urge to make the man before him feel like shit also. "Mr Dawson, How long have you worked for me?" Mr Dawson, a slightly balding older man shifted on his foot, his beady black eyes shifting around warily. Whenever the boss asked that question, it always meant shit was coming. Dawson had seen men, his superiors get fired and it always started with that phrase. He immediately snatched the file off the desk, eager to find where the flaw in his work was and rectify it- or offer an excuse, whichever helped him out of this mess. "I asked a question," Sebastian dead panned, fixing the man with a glare
Sebastian nuzzled his face deeper into her welcoming softness, growling as her scent assaulted him. Fuck, she was growing on him. Big time. His trousers tightened uncomfortably and like a man addicted to her scent and more, he breathed her in. Who cared if she was a gold digger? He had enough money in the whole damned world to take care of her gold digging needs. He could satisfy her. As long as she remained true to him, he would. Ava moaned when Sebastian's as around her waist tightened, crushing her breasts against his face even more. She had gone for the photo shoot and had snuck out to have lunch with him. Perhaps it was a foolish move. Sacrificing her job for a man who had walked out on her Ater the amazing might they had spent together. But Good lord, she had missed him. She ached and hungered with a desperate need for him. "Seb," she whispered.Arching her back, she pushed against him even further. Taking that as an invitation, Sebastian reached for her mounds, unwrapping hi
Sebastian watched his fiancee yank the dress she wore over her head. Her blue eyes, held his boldly, twinkling and reflecting the passion that he was sure was in his gaze as well. His body trembled and he gripped the ends of the table, driving his gaze down her sweet body.Endless sea of golden skin that his tongue wanted to taste. Her breasts, encased in a rather tiny bra that seemed to cover just her nipple, heaved and winked at him. There was a patch of curls that disappeared into the panties she wore and he swore he could see the outlines of her nether lips, swollen and thick against her panties. "Like this?" She asked, tossing the dress to the ground. "Fuck yes," he hissed, reaching for her bra. In a quick snap, he had her beauties spilling out, mauve tipped nipples pointing up at him begging to be sucked. "Ava, fuck me, you have no idea how beautiful you look right now," Ava's body warmed up at his words. He looked beautiful too in her opinion. She loved the way his hair was
Ava stood on the set of the photo shoot, a sense of excitement mingling with nervousness. The bright lights illuminated the room, casting a warm glow over everything. She was clad in a robe, awaiting her turn to step in front of the camera.Natasha, her stunning ex-rival-turned-colleague, stood nearby, also preparing for the shoot. The air between them crackled with a subtle tension, remnants of their complicated history. Ava could feel Natasha's eyes on her, her gaze scrutinizing every movement, every detail.As the time came for Ava to disrobe, she felt a mix of vulnerability and confidence. She slipped off her robe, revealing her delicate underwear and the canvas of her smooth skin. But her confidence wavered when she caught Natasha's gaze fixed upon her chest.Ava's heart skipped a beat as Natasha's eyes widened, her attention captured by the faint marks of love scattered across her skin. Hickeys, remnants of passionate moments shared with Sebastian, adorned her chest, telling a s
87When the shoot ended, Natasha tormed her way out of the studio, feeling suffocated by Ava's presence and aloof behaviour. She hated how the latter always behave like she was some sort of saint who couldn't get provoked. Was that why Sebastian liked her? Natasha thought with a growl feeling more irritated as she thought about Ava. Ignoring the stares she got, she stormed down the aisle, out of the building and into her car. Yanking her phone out of her purse, she tapped Sebastian's name rapidly and dialed his contact. After a few rings, he pucked up. "Natasha?" "We need to talk," she announced, her voice grim. "I don't see why we need to," Sebastian grunted. "Give this up Natasha. Seriously, do you not get tired of these games." "I need to see you!" She whined and heard him scoff. "Since when do you need anything from me? Natasha, I'm busy, I have a lot to do-""Will you quit being so heartless?!" She yelled, slamming her palm on the steering wheel before her. "Its me Sebby!