SANDRA'S POVI stormed into the living room, already annoyed. Benjamin had taken over the TV again, sprawled out on the couch like he owned the place, remote in hand and completely oblivious to my existence. That boy is a very lazy buffoon, all he does is sit all day and eat like a pig, instead of going out to work like a man.“Move over,” I snapped, shoving his leg with my foot. “I’m watching real housewives tonight. It’s the season finale.”Ben scoffed, clutching the remote tighter. “No way! NBA Highlights is on. I got dibs on it first.”I rolled my eyes, lunging forward to grab the remote from his hand. “You’ve been watching baseball all day, Benjamin. I don’t care about some overpaid dudes passing a ball. Move!”He resisted, and before I knew it, we were in a full-on tug-of-war, the remote slipping and sliding between our fingers as we yanked it back and forth, both of us refusing to give in. “Give it to me, Ben!” I shouted.“No way! Go somewhere else!” he shot back, eyes narrowed
Who do these kids think they are talking to? All they do is sit at home and do nothing all day but they have the mouth to judge me?“You don’t know anything about what I’m doing or why,” I shot back, my voice trembling with restrained fury. “You’re so quick to judge without even asking or trying to understand. It’s easier for you to believe the worst, isn’t it?”Sandra sneered, her eyes narrowing. “Maybe because the worst seems to be the truth, Amelia. Look at yourself. You think you’re special because you’re hanging out with celebrities? Newsflash: you're just a cheap slut."“You don’t know shit about me,” I retorted, barely able to keep the tremor out of my voice. “You don’t know anything about my life. So keep your judgments to yourselves.”With that, I turned and headed toward my room, feeling both drained and furious. As I shut the door behind me, I leaned against it, taking a deep breath to steady myself. I couldn't care less about what those two think about me. They can both go
AMELIA’S POVLiam's sister is a very organized lady. She has this aura of confidence that even Liam does not dare mess with. It's a relief to know that she's different from her brother. I think I like her person.After Liam had brushed off his sister’s visit with that trademark arrogance of his, I had gone back to my usual duties, preparing everything we’d need for the meeting. My mind kept drifting back to his sister, though. There was something about her that I liked, a firmness, a calm strength. She didn’t seem afraid of Liam’s cold attitude, almost as if she could see right through him. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought. But my quiet satisfaction didn’t last long.As we stepped out of the house, a slight breeze ruffled my hair, and I inhaled the fresh air, grateful for a moment of calm. However that calm was short-lived.A distant rumble of footsteps and chatter caught my attention, and I turned, only to see a small group of girls approaching from down the street. At first,
They waited in silence, the tension from earlier slowly dissipating. I glanced at Liam, who was now leaning casually against the wall, his gaze focused on something distant. I wondered what he was thinking. Despite the way he often teased me, he’d come to my defense without hesitation. Maybe he wasn’t entirely the arrogant jerk I'd initially pegged him as. Or, he's just protecting his interests.The faint sound of helicopter blades grew louder, and my heart raced as I looked up. Through the window, I could see the sleek black helicopter approaching, its powerful rotor slicing through the air. Felix was sitting beside the pilot who was bringing the chopper in for a smooth landing on the flat section of the roof.Liam gestured for me to follow him, and I did, my excitement mingling with apprehension as we climbed up to the rooftop. The wind whipped around us as we approached the helicopter, and I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself.Felix gave us a casual salute. “Need a lift?”
LIAM'S POV As I sat at the table, trying to appear as indifferent as possible, I couldn't ignore the fact that the meal was actually pretty good. The flavors were simple, but they hit just right, something homemade and honest in a way that my usual, upscale meals rarely managed. But I wasn’t about to let on. Amelia seemed to be enjoying herself too, smiling and chatting with the familiar faces passing by our table, a soft glow in her expression that I didn’t see often.Meanwhile, Felix was practically bouncing in his seat. He had this huge grin plastered across his face, clearly thrilled by the food and atmosphere. He’d already complimented the food three times, and the fact that he was genuinely having fun here at a place so far beneath the kind of place I’d typically go to was mildly irritating. But I had to admit, his enthusiasm was catching.I picked at my food, acting as though I was only mildly interested, even though I’d already polished off half my plate. Felix kept elbowing
KATE'S POVSitting in my office, I was flipping through some files when a knock on the door pulled me from my work. I looked up to see my assistant standing there, holding a bouquet of roses so vibrant they looked like they belonged in a dream. My mind went blank for a second as I stared at the flowers, taken completely by surprise."These are for you, ma’am," she said with a polite nod, handing them over before disappearing just as quickly as she arrived to give me some space.I blinked, glancing down at the bouquet in my hands, still trying to process it. Who could have sent me flowers? Nestled among the roses was a small envelope, so I plucked it out and carefully opened it. Inside was a card, and written in elegant handwriting were the words:“To the most radiant woman in the building, your beauty is matched only by your intelligence. I would be honored if you'd join me for dinner. Somewhere nice and cozy, away from hospital smells.- Greg.”I chuckled as I read his words again, ha
LIAM'S POVAfter a busy day today, I was lounging on the couch, scrolling through my phone, trying to catch up on a few emails when it buzzed.“Hello?”“Um… hi, Liam! It’s Susan… from the restaurant?” cane the voice at the other end.Ah, right. The girl from the restaurant. The one with that nervous laugh and doe-eyed expression every time I glanced in her direction. She must’ve finally worked up the courage to call me. I smiled, leaning back on the couch.“Suzy,” I said smoothly, letting her name roll off my tongue like I’d been expecting her call all day. “I was wondering when I’d hear from you.”“Oh! Well, I didn’t want to, you know, bother you too soon.” Her voice was breathy, a little timid, and I could almost picture her twirling her hair nervously on the other end of the line.“Don’t be silly. I wouldn’t have given you my number if I didn’t want to hear from you,” I said, dropping my voice a bit. The flattery was easy, almost automatic.There was a shy giggle from her end.“So,
I lay half naked on the king size bed of a luxurious, 5 star hotel apartment with a glass of wine in hand; its bottle resting on a shelf close to the bed- half emptied. In my relaxed state I took a sip from the glass enjoying the delicate, sweet flavor of the fine liquor melt in my tongue. My life is just perfect! I am only 22 years old but I can boldly say I have slept with over 100 beautiful ladies from all over the world. Money isn't a problem either since I am worth billions of dollars and I didn't even have to work a second in my life to earn any fortune as I was born in wealth. My father Donald Anderson is a multi billionaire; being the richest man in planet and one of the most powerful and influential figures in the whole world and I am next in line to inherit all that as I am his only son though I have a young sister.What else do one need to be happy if not money, drinks and women? And I have all three! Not forgetting I am tall, standing an impressive height of 6 ft 4 and supe
LIAM'S POVAfter a busy day today, I was lounging on the couch, scrolling through my phone, trying to catch up on a few emails when it buzzed.“Hello?”“Um… hi, Liam! It’s Susan… from the restaurant?” cane the voice at the other end.Ah, right. The girl from the restaurant. The one with that nervous laugh and doe-eyed expression every time I glanced in her direction. She must’ve finally worked up the courage to call me. I smiled, leaning back on the couch.“Suzy,” I said smoothly, letting her name roll off my tongue like I’d been expecting her call all day. “I was wondering when I’d hear from you.”“Oh! Well, I didn’t want to, you know, bother you too soon.” Her voice was breathy, a little timid, and I could almost picture her twirling her hair nervously on the other end of the line.“Don’t be silly. I wouldn’t have given you my number if I didn’t want to hear from you,” I said, dropping my voice a bit. The flattery was easy, almost automatic.There was a shy giggle from her end.“So,
KATE'S POVSitting in my office, I was flipping through some files when a knock on the door pulled me from my work. I looked up to see my assistant standing there, holding a bouquet of roses so vibrant they looked like they belonged in a dream. My mind went blank for a second as I stared at the flowers, taken completely by surprise."These are for you, ma’am," she said with a polite nod, handing them over before disappearing just as quickly as she arrived to give me some space.I blinked, glancing down at the bouquet in my hands, still trying to process it. Who could have sent me flowers? Nestled among the roses was a small envelope, so I plucked it out and carefully opened it. Inside was a card, and written in elegant handwriting were the words:“To the most radiant woman in the building, your beauty is matched only by your intelligence. I would be honored if you'd join me for dinner. Somewhere nice and cozy, away from hospital smells.- Greg.”I chuckled as I read his words again, ha
LIAM'S POV As I sat at the table, trying to appear as indifferent as possible, I couldn't ignore the fact that the meal was actually pretty good. The flavors were simple, but they hit just right, something homemade and honest in a way that my usual, upscale meals rarely managed. But I wasn’t about to let on. Amelia seemed to be enjoying herself too, smiling and chatting with the familiar faces passing by our table, a soft glow in her expression that I didn’t see often.Meanwhile, Felix was practically bouncing in his seat. He had this huge grin plastered across his face, clearly thrilled by the food and atmosphere. He’d already complimented the food three times, and the fact that he was genuinely having fun here at a place so far beneath the kind of place I’d typically go to was mildly irritating. But I had to admit, his enthusiasm was catching.I picked at my food, acting as though I was only mildly interested, even though I’d already polished off half my plate. Felix kept elbowing
They waited in silence, the tension from earlier slowly dissipating. I glanced at Liam, who was now leaning casually against the wall, his gaze focused on something distant. I wondered what he was thinking. Despite the way he often teased me, he’d come to my defense without hesitation. Maybe he wasn’t entirely the arrogant jerk I'd initially pegged him as. Or, he's just protecting his interests.The faint sound of helicopter blades grew louder, and my heart raced as I looked up. Through the window, I could see the sleek black helicopter approaching, its powerful rotor slicing through the air. Felix was sitting beside the pilot who was bringing the chopper in for a smooth landing on the flat section of the roof.Liam gestured for me to follow him, and I did, my excitement mingling with apprehension as we climbed up to the rooftop. The wind whipped around us as we approached the helicopter, and I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself.Felix gave us a casual salute. “Need a lift?”
AMELIA’S POVLiam's sister is a very organized lady. She has this aura of confidence that even Liam does not dare mess with. It's a relief to know that she's different from her brother. I think I like her person.After Liam had brushed off his sister’s visit with that trademark arrogance of his, I had gone back to my usual duties, preparing everything we’d need for the meeting. My mind kept drifting back to his sister, though. There was something about her that I liked, a firmness, a calm strength. She didn’t seem afraid of Liam’s cold attitude, almost as if she could see right through him. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought. But my quiet satisfaction didn’t last long.As we stepped out of the house, a slight breeze ruffled my hair, and I inhaled the fresh air, grateful for a moment of calm. However that calm was short-lived.A distant rumble of footsteps and chatter caught my attention, and I turned, only to see a small group of girls approaching from down the street. At first,
Who do these kids think they are talking to? All they do is sit at home and do nothing all day but they have the mouth to judge me?“You don’t know anything about what I’m doing or why,” I shot back, my voice trembling with restrained fury. “You’re so quick to judge without even asking or trying to understand. It’s easier for you to believe the worst, isn’t it?”Sandra sneered, her eyes narrowing. “Maybe because the worst seems to be the truth, Amelia. Look at yourself. You think you’re special because you’re hanging out with celebrities? Newsflash: you're just a cheap slut."“You don’t know shit about me,” I retorted, barely able to keep the tremor out of my voice. “You don’t know anything about my life. So keep your judgments to yourselves.”With that, I turned and headed toward my room, feeling both drained and furious. As I shut the door behind me, I leaned against it, taking a deep breath to steady myself. I couldn't care less about what those two think about me. They can both go
SANDRA'S POVI stormed into the living room, already annoyed. Benjamin had taken over the TV again, sprawled out on the couch like he owned the place, remote in hand and completely oblivious to my existence. That boy is a very lazy buffoon, all he does is sit all day and eat like a pig, instead of going out to work like a man.“Move over,” I snapped, shoving his leg with my foot. “I’m watching real housewives tonight. It’s the season finale.”Ben scoffed, clutching the remote tighter. “No way! NBA Highlights is on. I got dibs on it first.”I rolled my eyes, lunging forward to grab the remote from his hand. “You’ve been watching baseball all day, Benjamin. I don’t care about some overpaid dudes passing a ball. Move!”He resisted, and before I knew it, we were in a full-on tug-of-war, the remote slipping and sliding between our fingers as we yanked it back and forth, both of us refusing to give in. “Give it to me, Ben!” I shouted.“No way! Go somewhere else!” he shot back, eyes narrowed
The poor girl's face was turning red from trying to hold her moans in.I couldn’t resist. I wiggled my cock under her one more time, and her shoulders shook as she tried to muffle her voice with a loud, fake groan."Okay, I'm coming in!" Felix called out."No no no no babe, no!" She shrieked. "It's really bad, really really bad. Just wait for me outside okay? Please.""You sure?"Two more strokes."Yeah, yeah babe. Wait outside, I'll call you if I need anything." She whimpered.“Um, ew. Alright, fine, babe. Just… come out soon, so I can take you home.” Felix said, sounding thoroughly grossed out but concerned.As soon as we heard his footsteps retreating, she collapsed into me, clutching my arms. She let out a loud sigh of relief, glaring at me with a smirk that said she was both annoyed and amused.“You’re such a menace, you'll get us in trouble.” she whispered, shaking her head.“Hey, I was just helping,” I whispered back, trying to keep a straight face. “And it was totally worth it
.I quickly glanced up, checking if anyone had noticed. Amelia was watching me, her brow slightly furrowed, as if she had seen the message. Her eyes narrowed, and I could tell she was suspicious, but I kept my expression neutral. No need to make a scene.“Dude excuse me for a moment,” I said casually, pushing back my chair. "And you, no more dancing."I gave a brief nod to Felix, not lingering long enough to let anyone ask questions.As I made my way toward the restroom, I could feel Amelia’s gaze following me, but I ignored it, keeping my focus ahead. A mix of excitement and caution hummed within me, like tasting the forbidden fruit. I know fully well that this is a risky move but not being able to resist the thrill of it. I slipped into the ladies restroom, where Hela was waiting, a mischievous smile on her face. I locked the door behind me just to make sure that no one would interrupt."I hope you didn't send it to him by mistake this time." I said, gazing at her lustfully.She let