~Ethan ~
“Good morning, Sir.” My secretary greeted me as I walked towards my office door. “Good morning, Stella,” I responded with a wide smile as I headed into my office. As expected, it was all arranged and cleaned. I placed my briefcase on my table and slammed into my chair. I let out a loud sigh as I stared at the ceiling. I replayed what went down with Mia in my head again. It wasn’t the first time since last night, it was in my head throughout the night. I couldn’t forget how perfect and smooth her body was even though I wanted to so badly. Seeing her naked drove me insane, but I couldn’t show her that. I needed her to know that I didn’t get her out of the clubhouse just to use her. I just felt the urge to make sure she was safe. Last night, I was so hard in my shorts after I saw her and I even tried to distract myself by playing games on my iPad, but that didn’t work. I had to… you know, take care of that myself. ‘I’ll forget about her body soon. I know this.’ I assured myself, reaching for my Pc in my briefcase. Just then, my office door opened and John walked in, grinning widely. “John,” I called, rolling my eyes. I knew why he was grinning so hard like that. “Tell me all about it, bro! Was she good?!” He asked in excitement, sitting in front of my desk. “C’mon, John. I told you that wasn’t my intention.” I responded, shaking my head. “Oh please, Ethan. I saw the way you looked at her when she was on that stage! Who would have thought you'd buy her for that amount?? You didn’t do that because you were just being nice, did you?” “That was why I did it! You know me, don’t you?” “I know you’re nice and all, but C’mon, she’s fucking hot, bro! Did you see her shape? Man, she’s perfect!” “I saw her shape and yes, she’s perfect. Just stop sexualizing her. You’re so annoying.” I mumbled, waiting for my PC to finish loading. “So, nothing went down at all? Like at all? Not even a kiss?!” “Nothing, okay? Stop talking about her.” “Fine! Fine! I’ll stop. How are you though? You look like something is on your mind.” He replied, and I heaved a sigh. “She needs new clothes.” I picked up my phone and raised my head to look at him. “I don’t know the brand she’d like the best. I’m thinking about ordering some clothes from Louis Vuitton for her.” I waited for him to say something, but instead let out a wide grin like a madman. “John, C’mon!” “What?? I mean, you just met this girl yesterday. You’ve spent $100,000 already, and now you want to order clothes from Louis Vuitton for her?! One would think she’s your wife!” He chuckled. “I don’t know where else to order from and that’s why I’m asking you! That is my favorite clothing brand, okay? I buy most of my things from there.” “Well, I think that is a good idea anyway. But I think women prefer Zara. I don’t think she would mind…” “I’ll go for Zara then.” I butted in, hastily looking for their website. “And don’t forget underwear.” He responded. “What?” I exclaimed in surprise. “What?! You can’t buy her clothes and not bras and stuff.” “But I don’t know her size,” I muttered worriedly. “To be fair, I think she’d use a pretty big size…” “John!” I cautioned him, shaking my head in frustration. “I think you should get back to work.” “Sorry. Sorry. I was just saying, okay?” He responded, making the zip sign over his mouth. I scrolled through their website and began to select different outfits, from dresses to shirts, pants, and according to John, underwear. The picture of her naked body flashed through my head again and with the size of their models, I could guess what her size could be. I got different bras and panties with their sizes ranging from medium to large. I just knew that some would fit in. “What do you think Sienna would do when she finds that hot chick in your home?” He broke the silence and I raised my head to look at him. I raised my brows and slowly shook my head. “I don’t know. I haven’t really thought about it.” I answered, looking at my phone again as I proceeded with the orders. “C’mon man, you know your girl. She would…” The sound of the door opening cut John shut and when we looked up, we saw Sienna at the door. “Talk of the devil,” John murmured, looking away from her. “Hey, baby!” She squealed happily, running toward my desk. I let out a smile and kept my phone aside. “Heyyy.” I opened my arms wide as I stood up so I could embrace her. “Hmm.” She hugged me tightly, and I chuckled softly. “When did you get back?” I asked, and she grinned, looking at my face. Before she responded, she planted a kiss on my lip and cheek, staining my face with her red lipstick. “I got in late last night. I would have told you but I wanted to surprise you.” She responded, caressing my face. “Oh… I’m glad you’re back.” I responded, and she nodded. “I know.” She let go of me and shot John a cold stare before walking to the sofa. I heaved a sigh and looked at John, wanting him to say something. “C’mon.” I mouthed, and he rolled his eyes. “Hi, Sienna. How was your flight?” He finally spoke up, letting out an obviously forced smile. Sienna ignored him and sat on the sofa, reaching for her phone. “Sienna, C’mon. He’s talking to you.” I responded tiredly. “You know how I feel about him, Ethan. Don’t ask me to do what I don't want to.” She responded, refusing to look away from her phone. “Right,” John muttered, standing up. “I should excuse you two.” He uttered, heading out of the office. “When will you two stop fighting?” I asked, sitting behind my desk again. “I’m not fighting with him. He’s not even worth my attention. All this will end when he starts minding his business. I know he’s your best friend, but he shouldn’t poke his nose into our business. I don’t like it when he’s around.” She uttered in disgust. “That’s enough, Sienna. John hasn’t done anything wrong. He was just looking out for me.” I replied coldly. “You’ll do anything to support him. I know that. But…” She stood up from the sofa and walked closer to me again. “I missed you so much.” She muttered as she carefully sat on my lap. “You did? Because you didn’t call more than once since you left for a month. Also, you hardly answered my calls or texts.” “I know, baby, and I’m very sorry. That gig was a gig from hell, baby. I hardly had time for myself. You know what it’s like to be a model, right?” “I mean, I do. My girlfriend is one.” “Exactly.” She answered with a giggle, kissing my lips again. “I missed you too. Please promise me you won’t be leaving the state for another month.” I uttered, looking into her eyes. “I promise, baby. I told them I needed enough time to be with my boyfriend because I miss him so much.” She replied and we both giggled. After planting another kiss on my forehead, she stood up from my lap and walked back to the sofa, while I began to work. “So, my parents are still very much on my neck, Ethan. Especially my mother.” She uttered, breaking the silence. “What? About what?” I asked, looking up from the computer. “You know what I’m saying, baby. About us. She’s worried that maybe you’re not interested in marrying me anymore.” She replied sadly. “What?? Why would she think that?” I asked in surprise. “Because it’s taking too long. She told me it’s getting too risky for the family business, Ethan. As if that isn’t enough, she thinks you’re thinking twice because of me. I told her you just needed a little more time, but she insisted that she’d call you if she didn’t see any progress soon. I promised her that I’d talk to you and that she’d see some progress soon.” She explained. I nodded slowly and swallowed hard. “I had no idea it had to be this sudden. The last thing my mother told me is that us being recognized by people is more than enough.” I responded. “I think we’re past that stage now, baby. And why does it matter? We love each other, don’t we? Getting married shouldn’t be a big deal. Or is the thought of getting married to me that’s disgusting?” She replied sadly, lowering her head. “C’mon, Sienna.” I stood up from my chair and approached her. I sat on the sofa and pulled her closer to me. “You know that isn’t true.” “Then why is it taking forever for us to get married? You haven’t even put a ring on my finger.” “I promise to think about it, okay?” I assured her, and she let out a smile. “You will?” “Yes, I will,” I responded with a faint smile and she embraced me again. “I’m so happy! I’ll be going home with you tonight. Is that okay?” She asked, and the smile on my face slowly faded off. “Sure… sure. Of course, it’s okay.” I answered, gulping hard. ‘How do I tell her I brought a lady home after this kind of conversation? Shit.’~Mia~I woke up at 11 a.m. and that was pretty strange. I couldn’t remember the last time I had stayed asleep this late. At my Aunt Alexa’s, 5 a.m., I am up, or the next thing I’ll hear is a smack on my face. But, I guess my body has quickly adjusted to this peaceful and serene life. ‘And Mr Ethan didn’t bother to wake me up either.’ I thought as I walked into the kitchen. Getting in, I found a sticky note on the fridge. I walked closer to the fridge and took a closer look at what was written on it. “Hey, Mia. I’m off to work now. I believe everything you need for dinner is in the fridge. See you.” I read with a wide smile on my face. ‘He leaves notes too? Who can be more perfect than my boss?’ I thought as I opened the fridge, and I was stunned by how stacked the fridge was with different ingredients and vegetables. I was excited because it was only going to make cooking easier for me. ‘But, should I make dinner now? It’s still quite early…” “Grrrr! Grrr!” The doorbell cut my
~Mia~ After microwaving the whole meal, I began to carry them in a large tray to the dining room, which was on the right side of the living room. As I walked out of the kitchen, my gaze fell on Mr Cross and his girlfriend on the couch, and what I saw shocked me. Sienna was seated on top of his thighs, facing him, and her mouth, I mean, the whole of her mouth was in his. Her eyes were opened and she stared at me keenly from above the couch. I gulped hard and hastily looked away. It seemed like she wanted me to see her doing whatever she was doing to him. It wasn’t my first time seeing people make out, it was a pretty common thing in my Aunt’s clubhouse, but seeing Mr. Ethan, whom I hold in high esteem doing this… It just felt weird. Especially… with her. I took hasty steps out of the dining room and into the kitchen again to bring out the remaining dishes. Every time I entered the dining room, I saw her always looking at me. ‘I wonder what is going on in her mind.’ “Mr Cross, d
~Ethan~ We began to wash the dishes together, she washed with soap and I rinsed with water. The only noise that could be heard was that of the running water and breakable plates. Though the kitchen wasn’t completely silent, I wanted to hear something from her. I wanted to hear her voice. But I knew that would be impossible if I didn’t start up a conversation. “So…” I uttered out of nowhere, giving her a jump scare. The plate in her hand slipped off and smashed into the floor causing a loud noise. The glass shattered all over the kitchen floor and she instantly fell to her knees to start picking up the pieces. “I’m so sorry, Mr Cross. I…” I moved closer to her and hastily grabbed her by the arm, lifting her from the floor. “There can be glass anywhere. You could injure yourself.” I uttered, moving her away from the spot. I looked at her legs and realized she didn’t even have flip-flops on. “Stay back. I’ll take care of it.” I added. “I’m so sorry, Mr Cross. I didn’t mean to.” Sh
~Mia~My eyes were wide open as soon as I woke up. If I were to guess how many hours I had slept, I’d say that it wasn’t more than four hours. After what I saw happen last night, I couldn’t bring myself to sleep peacefully. One time, I was thinking something was going on between my boss and me, something undeniable yet unspeakable. And the next minute, I saw his girlfriend, on her knees in front of him, pleasuring him, and he seemed to really like it considering the look on his face. Last night, I hid by the stairs on the second floor, taking a peek at whatever they were doing. I knew it was rude of me but I just couldn’t help it. The look of pleasure on his face as he was having fun made me unable to look away. I got so distracted that he ended up looking up the stairs while I was still there. I wasn’t sure if he saw me but I didn’t wait to find out, I ran to my room as fast as I could, hoping he didn’t. As if that wasn’t enough, I could hear her moans and screams coming from h
~Mia~~After a week~“Here we are,” Mr Cross uttered as soon as he parked his car in front of my school. I gulped hard and nodded, staring out of the window. There was a completely different life ahead of me, and even though I loved the idea of it and anticipated this day more than anything else, I felt scared…Scared that I may not fit in. I was scared that everyone would end up hating me like my Aunt and cousins. ‘What if I never make any friends?’ “Are you alright?” Mr Cross' question jolted me out of my thoughts, and I forced on a smile and nodded. “Yes; I am, Mr Cross,” I responded, unbuckling my seatbelt. “I hope you are not having second thoughts.” He added, and I hastily shook my head. ‘Second thoughts? It was way too late for that. Mr Cross had paid every single bill that needed to be paid. I can’t chicken out now. I won’t let him regret that he believes in me.’ “No, I’m not.” “Good. Now, let’s go in.” He uttered, unbuckling his seatbelt too, and I raised my brows in s
~Ethan~It was lunchtime and I couldn’t stop staring at my phone, waiting for her reply. Her class finished about thirty minutes ago, and my message got delivered but she didn’t check. ‘Her next class was going to start in thirty minutes, so why isn’t she replying to my text?’ I thought, dying of curiosity. I needed her to tell me how it was going and how she was feeling. I wanted her to tell me she made friends already and she was loving the school. She promised to update me on how everything was going as frequently as she could earlier this morning, but she hasn’t done that. “Hey!” I heard John’s voice from my door, causing me to raise my head. “What?!” I saw the look on his face as he walked in and I just knew he was about to piss me off. “What the hell is wrong with you? I’ve been standing behind your door for a while and you didn’t look away from your phone for once. Is something bothering you?” He asked, slamming into the chair in front of my desk. I heaved a sigh and shoo
~Mia~I took a look at my phone screen as soon as the lecturer was out and I realized that I had lost track of time.It was 4 p.m. and I finally had some time to breathe. I had been away from the school environment for a while, so I knew it was going to take a long time for me to get used to the hectic routine. I went ahead to check out my iMessage and my eyes widened in shock. I had tons of messages from Mr Cross.“Shit!!! I completely forgot to update him like I had promised.” I muttered.“Hey, Mia, are you heading home now?’ Sharon asked, pulling my attention towards her. “Erm.. yes.” I furrowed my brows in confusion.‘Do we have another class that I’m not aware of?’ I wondered.“Do you have something to do at home?” Sharon further inquired like she was heading somewhere.“Why do you keep asking her questions?” Charles butted in, moving closer to me. He had a wide smile on his face as usual. “We’d like you to join us for dinner. It would be so much fun.”“Oh…”“I mean you’re one
~Mia~I woke up very early so I could clean the house before preparing for school. While I was at it, I couldn’t stop thinking about last night.How Mr Cross fed me my very first piece of pizza, and how I got crazy butterflies in my stomach every time he looked at me with his soft gaze last night.It seemed like we had a connection but I knew that feeling was a lie and I kept reminding myself that. ‘I shouldn’t feel anything for him. I can’t feel anything for him.’ I constantly told myself.“Ding Dong!!!” The doorbell rang, and I raised my head and looked in the direction of the living room.“I’m coming!’ I uttered, running towards the door. It was still pretty early and this made me wonder who it could be.‘Maybe Mr John.’ I thought as I opened the door. To my greatest surprise and disappointment, it was Sienna. ‘Why is she here so early?’ I thought, letting out a feeble smile.“Good morning,” I greeted, but she walked into the house and passed me, hitting her shoulder against mine
~Mia~ I rummaged through my closet in a hurry, trying to find the perfect outfit for tonight. It had been ages since I’d gone out, so naturally, I was buzzing with excitement.“Jacket…” I murmured, grabbing one of my leather ones and tossing it onto the bed. Then I stood back, hands on my hips, eyeing the closet like it owed me answers.“Now where did I put those tights?” I muttered, diving into the drawers again, pulling things out and tossing them aside.Mid-search, the door creaked open. I leaned out to see who it was.Ethan stepped in, flashing a wide smile. “Hey.”“Hey,” I replied, returning the smile before turning back and plucking a short black bodycon dress from a hanger.I threw it onto the bed next to the jacket just as he came closer.“Someone’s got big plans,” he said, settling onto the bed and watching me with curiosity. “What’s the occasion?”I finally found my tights and tossed them onto the bed with the rest of my outfit. “Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten,” I
~Sienna~“Shit… shit,” Bernard groaned as he climaxed.I sighed, rolling my eyes as I shoved him off me.“This is the last time this is ever happening,” I muttered, snatching my clothes off the floor and slipping them on without a second thought.He slid a hand beneath my head, his gaze burning into my back as I dressed. “Why are you so cold about it? Don’t you enjoy it like I do? Or am I just not good enough for you in bed?”I scoffed and shook my head in disgust.“This was never about pleasure. This is a transaction. You handle Mia, do whatever the hell you want with her, but you don’t go near Ethan. He’s mine.” I turned to face him.Bernard smirked. “Well, I haven’t exactly had Mia to myself yet, like you said I would. So until that happens, you keep showing up.”“Oh, don’t worry,” I replied with a smirk of my own as I pulled up my pants. “You’ll have her all to yourself this weekend.”His brows knitted in confusion. “What do you mean?”I turned and met his eyes.“There’s a girls’
~John~I sat on the couch in the living room, with Darla lying beside me, her head resting gently on my thighs. “I was honestly so shocked when she approached me,” Darla continued, her hands animated as she spoke. “She’s never come to me like that before, so calm and genuine. Then she said, ‘I know I haven’t been the best sister to you, especially when it comes to your relationship with John.’” She mimicked the voice and I let out a laugh.“Isn’t that a bit odd?” I asked, raising a brow. She nodded.“At first, yeah. Even our parents were caught off guard. But once she started seeing that therapist, we all started to believe she was serious.”I shrugged lightly. “Guess that means I don’t have to kidnap you anymore.”She let out a thoughtful hum and nodded. “Exactly. And now it’s your turn to find time to meet my parents, don’t you think?” she said, lifting her head slightly to look at me.My eyes widened. “Wait, already?”“Well, we need their blessings before they change their minds,”
~Mia~Evening crept in faster than I expected, and I’d been completely caught up with making dinner. Once I was done, I headed to the bedroom to freshen up, eager for Ethan to get home so I could share everything about my day.After talking to Sienna, I felt elated, like a heavy weight had finally been lifted off my chest. There was nothing holding us back now. No more secrets, no more tiptoeing around. We were finally free to be with each other, without worrying about anyone's opinion.I stepped out of the shower and slipped into my short, red singlet that barely covered my bum. I was in such a good mood, and I needed him to feel that the moment he saw me.As I pulled my hair into a messy bun, it suddenly hit me, I hadn’t set the wine on the dining table yet. I dashed downstairs to do that, and just as I was placing the bottle down, the doorbell rang.“Speak of the devil,” I chuckled, hurrying over to answer it.When I opened the door, there he was, Ethan. His smile was soft, and as
~Mia~“I was honestly stunned when he told me. I... I was terrified to bring it up with Ethan because I didn’t want it to come off like I was pressuring him into something he wasn’t ready for, you know?” I said into the phone, lying on my bed.“I totally get that,” Sharon replied on the other end. “But I don’t think Mr. Cross would ever see it that way. He knows you’re still young and in college. It’s not like he’d expect you to jump into marriage just like that.”“I know, but it still made me start thinking about us again. Everything feels so messy. Or maybe I’m just spiraling,” I admitted.“That’s exactly it,” Sharon said. “You’re definitely overthinking it. Didn’t he already explain everything?”I let out a sigh and rolled my eyes. “I hate that you’re always right.”She laughed. “What can I say? It’s one of my best qualities.”“Yeah, yeah,” I replied playfully.“Yeah… before I forget the real reason I called. I heard Charles is out,” she said, and I raised my brows.“Yeah,” I exhal
~Ethan~I sat on one of the chairs beside the office door, deep in conversation with my police friend about Alexa’s latest schemes, when the door suddenly opened and Mia stepped out.My face lit up the moment I saw her. She offered a smile in return, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. My brows drew together as I rose to my feet.“Hey.” I reached for her hands and gently held them. “How are you? Are you okay?” I asked, concern lacing my voice.She swallowed and forced another smile. “Yeah,” she said with a small nod. “Let’s get out of here.”I nodded, still holding her hand as we walked down the hallway in silence.We didn’t say a word as we exited the building, and once we reached the car, I opened the door for her. She slid in without a word. I closed it softly behind her, then made my way around to the driver’s side.After settling into my seat, I started the engine and pulled out of the parking spot. As we drove, I stole occasional glances at her.Mia sat with her head down, finge
~Mia~I slowly blinked my eyes open and let out a yawn. Sunlight streamed through the window, and the soft chirping of birds filled the air.“Good morning, sweetheart,” Ethan greeted with a wide grin as he buttoned up his shirt.A smile spread across my face. “You’re up early,” I mumbled, stifling another yawn. Sitting up, I pulled the duvet over my legs.“Yes. I have an appointment with your parents’ lawyer today,” he said casually.My brows shot up. “You found them?” I asked, stunned.Ethan nodded, his smile widening. Grabbing his tie, he walked over to the bed.“All it took was asking my private investigator to look into it. He got back to me, and I’m meeting with him this morning,” he explained.Without hesitation, I threw off the bedsheet and climbed out of bed. “I need to come with you,” I said urgently, rushing toward the bathroom.Before I could get far, Ethan gently caught my wrist, stopping me in my tracks.“You don’t have to come,” Ethan reasoned. “The appointment is soon,
~Sienna~I stepped into the clubhouse, the music blasting so loud it felt like it was rattling my skull. It was uncomfortable as hell, but I didn’t care. I had one goal, and I wasn’t leaving without it.Glancing at my phone screen again, I studied the picture, my eyes scanning the crowded room. ‘Where the fuck is he?’ I thought, frustration bubbling inside me.Just then, a shady-looking guy appeared in front of me. He stood stiff, almost too rigid for a club setting, his dark shades making him look even more suspicious under the dim flashing lights.“You Sienna?” he asked, his voice low and unreadable.He looked nothing like the man in the picture.“Yeah?” I answered cautiously.“Follow me. The boss has been waiting for you.”Without another word, he turned and walked off, expecting me to follow. I scoffed under my breath but trailed behind him anyway.We weaved through the crowd—past the dancers, the drinkers, and even the couples lost in heated makeouts—until we reached a door near
~Mia~The car ride to the police station was quiet. I knew Ethan wanted Charles to suffer more for what he had done, but despite his own feelings, he couldn’t ignore what I wanted.“Are you okay?” I asked softly, my hand reaching for his thigh.Ethan glanced at me, then offered a small smile. “Yeah, I am.” He nodded. “Why do you ask?”“You seem deep in thought,” I replied, returning his smile.He arched a brow. “Well, you’re not wrong.” He exhaled. “I can’t shake this uneasy feeling about letting Charles go. We’re finally happy together—what if he does something reckless again? What if he tries to hurt you?”I sighed, understanding his concern. “I get it, baby. But that’s exactly why we’re going to talk to him first. He needs to prove that he’s no longer a threat. And who knows? Maybe he’ll finally reveal who sent him after you in the first place.”Ethan considered my words, then shrugged. “Well, we’re already on our way, aren’t we? Guess that means you win.” He smirked playfully, and