He's an arrogant billionaire who knows the ways of the world, she's knee-deep in debt, will money help these two find their happy-ever-after? Everette Fischer is a young twenty-two year old woman fending her way through her life by waitressing on the weekends and working as a lowly marketing assistant for long hours during the week. When her parents suddenly pass away during a tragic road accident, she has to become the legal guardian for her younger brother and keep sending him to the private boarding school he's used to to achieve some sense of normalcy. When she happens upon the advertisement that the CEO of the company wants to put in the paper and she's in charge to design it, she happens to answer it under an alias. There starts a string of lies, running around loopholes to save her reputation and her assistant job at the company, while falling for her icy boss. Will Everett be able to stop herself from falling for Waylon Thorne?
View MoreEVERETTWhen Waylon calms down a little, I take his face in my palms and mentally prepare to ask him what's going on in his mind as I watch his shoulders slump and shake. With an unsure hand, I pull him into my chest. Hugging him tightly against my chest, I run my fingers through his hair."I need you as much as you need me, Mr Thorne."He sucks in a deep breath and makes an odd noise at the back of his throat. But he doesn't say anything."I want you in my life, Waylon." Softly, I whisper next to his earlobe. "You're very much needed. Never forget that."Still looking down at his hands, he sniffles loudly."Why are you crying, Mr Thorne?" I slowly chew on the inside of my lower lip. "Is something bothering you?" Exhaling, I try to offer him a comforting small smile. "Maybe I can lend you an ear and hear you out if you want to tell me what's bothering you. At least I can hear all about your problems."He shakes his head softly."It's nothing.""It's not not nothing." Growing unusually
WAYLONI watch her fall asleep in my arms as she softly moans, taking deep breaths. When I caress the side of her head, she melts into my chest and exhales with another sweet whimper that's like music to my ears. I love the sounds she's making. I never thought Ms Fischer would be so vocal in bed. Also, I never thought that she would ask me to be inside her.Gosh, that was so hot.I can't believe I've reached for her, and she accepted me for what I am and let me do that to her.Being inside her was extra hot.Caressing her face as she sleeps on her side, I wrap my free arm around her back, pulling her closer to my chest than she already is. Patting the back of her head, I wonder if this passionate night was a culmination of our longing for each other. Maybe we were supposed to wind in bed sooner rather than later. It also explains the loneliness formerly building within me, wanting an escape so I can breathe easily and live my life the way I want to. And being with Everett, I recall th
EVERETT The second the cab pulls up in front of the apartment building, the driver loudly announces we are there. His voice wakes me abruptly from my short-lived shut-eye, and I jolt back a little, but I don't get hurt. Blinking my eyes, I take in the manly hands that hold me in place. Sighing, I realise that Waylon's arms have been around me all this while. His protective arms held me as I had been sleeping on the way home. The moment I zero in on Waylon's facial features, I notice Waylon yawning slightly, as he has been nodding off beside me since his head was resting atop mine, and now he's moving his head side to side to stretch his neck muscles. Making an odd noise in the back of my throat, I slowly lick my lips. Staring at my hands in my lap, I watch him undo the cuffs around his wrists while his arm is still around my shoulder. He slowly straightens himself as he breaks our embrace. Clumsily, he retrieves his hand from resting around my shoulder, glances at my face and offers m
EVERETTGetting into the backseat after Waylon, I stare at him sideways without turning to face him as I watch him adjust his neck against the leather head restraint and sink into it with a sigh. He anxiously moves his knee as his fingers thrum against the fabric of his pants as he stares at the city road outside the car. The conversation we had before we set foot in the cab was something. It makes me wonder if my decision to let him in my apartment this late at night is wrong as I set down the wet umbrella over the back dash.If he didn't want to see me, he wouldn't have been here, sitting next to me.But what if something goes wrong between us tonight?And even if it does, would I hold him fully accountable for that since I said yes to this situation and put myself willingly into it?If things go right, will it be everything I wanted the night to be?Or will I regret it the next day when I wake up and face him at work?Shaking my head to rid myself of spiralling thoughts, I put my f
WAYLON"Oh. I'm sorry, Ms Fischer. I know I'm imposing on you." My eyes rest over the top of her head, and I can see her long hair caressing her shoulders. Her delicate hands hug my waist from the side as she walks beside me. She's helping me walk to the door. Who knew I would drink this much? "Can you call the cab company again? I can wait outside till they can get here.""I'll wait with you." She offers me a little smile. "It's late, and it's raining. It might not be safe to be alone outside, especially when it's difficult for you to stand upright and walk to the door."Shaking my head, I dismiss her statement."You don't need to worry about that. I'll be fine.""Here you go." Ms Fischer playfully pats my back when we finally step outside the restaurant's front door. Then she pulls out an umbrella from her bag and puts it over our heads, covering my head more than hers. I slide my arm across her waist and pull her closer to me. Then I release her from my touch. The sudden action ta
WAYLONDriving back home, I can feel my heart twist in regret. I wish Ms Fischer wouldn't have picked out that photograph from that cluttered mess.How did it even get there?The memories threaten to spill back into my life, but I put a tight lid on them and shove them to the back of my mind. I won't let what has happened in the past mingle with my reality, and I won't let any of that damned time become a part of my present again.Fenella and her reminders can kiss my ass.Pulling my ear pods out of the glove box and putting them in my ear, I start a call from my car's dashboard to Finn, thinking I can use the distraction.After a few long rings, my best friend picks up."Hey, are you in a meeting or something?"After a long beat, he speaks."No, I'm not in a meeting, but I was going through some approval requests. Why are you calling me right now, Way?""Would you like to go get some beers?"He sighs."What has made you change your mind? I mean, why now? Of all the times I have asked
EVERETT"The food tastes awesomely good." I stare at Mr Thorne sideways, wondering if he's enjoying his sandwich as he takes a big bite out of it. The fries in his takeaway box sit untouched, so I pick some up and bring it to my lips. I slowly munch on the food before putting a palm over my lips while talking. "The fries are good too."Mr Thorne takes another bite out of his food, staring at me sideways when my hand reaches into his meal to get another set of fries."If you wanted fries, you should have ordered your own. It was my treat anyway, so you didn't have to feel shy about it.""Aren't you snarky about sharing food?"He shakes his head slowly."I'm a little snarky about sharing my fries, considering how less often I touch them." He thins his lips. "That's it. There's nothing more to it than that."Running my fingers through my hair, I scoff."I wasn't shy about ordering fries. Not really." I lick my lips. "It's just that I thought their fries would be soggy, but these turned o
EVERETT"Are you not going home yet?" I knock on the door softly with the back of my knuckles as I stand with a foot inside the office room's threshold. His eyes stop at the file in my hands. "This was another document I prepared alongside the annual budgeting reports. It'll come in handy to cover the press release that should go out with the announcement of the new collaboration. Maybe it'll help the copywriting team with their article." I run a hand through my hair. "It was just that we left in such a hurry to the meeting that I forgot to bring it to you.""That's no problem," Mr Thorne muses, his eyes warming under the glow of the cool white hanging lamps. "I'll go through it when I have the time."In a way, through his words, he decides to alienate me. I put my hands behind my back as I stare at him expectantly, looking for an opening, maybe something that reinstates our earlier moment of intimacy. But his chilly exterior thwarts any prospects of an emotional exchange.I don't und
EVERETT"Thank you for backing me up in the meeting with Mrs Williams." Exhaling another long sigh, I peer out from the passenger's side car window. "I can't believe I hadn't stood up to her in such a long time, but having you there definitely gave me the strength to do that." Pivoting my head to face Mr Thorne, I offer him a small smile. "I can't thank you enough. It was nice to have someone on my side and speaking for Cody and my family."Mr Thorne steals a glance at me, taking in my facial features."I'm glad you thought it was a friendly gesture." He puts his eyes back on the road. "Somewhere in my head, I thought I might be offending you." Then he swallows hard, and the bump on his throat visibly bobs up and down. "I'm sorry about calling myself your boyfriend in there. Really sorry about that."He coughs breathlessly to hide his embarrassment."You weren't doing that at all." I chuckle awkwardly. "I mean, you weren't offending me." Running a hand through my hair, I shake my head
EVERETT"Can you make me come?" I whisper on the phone, bringing the mic closer to my lips. I sigh and wince softly under my breath as if someone is trying to choke me. My head thinks about him naked in his bed right now. I will do anything for my boyfriend because he likes how much I want to please him. "Are you there, honey? I'm hanging by a loose thread about to explode. I am coming apart by the seams. I need you so badly.""Oh yes, baby," he wails on his side of the static, about to shoot his stuff around his sheets. "Can I suck on your tits? Your big tits?""You can do whatever you want, my love." I increase my pace of breathing, playing along with his dirty game to get him off. He needs it at least thrice a day. "I'm here with my big tits straddling them in your face.""Oh fuck, oh jeez, fuck me." My heart throbs loudly against my chest. I enjoy hearing him get all turned on. "I would fuck you so hard, Evie, and I'll stretch you all out if you were here in my bed.""I'm at work,
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