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Your Lips to Mine #1: The Billionaire's Sassy Girl My Sassy 24 [ S P G ]
The sun had just begun to set, casting a warm orange glow through the windows of Logan's apartment. She stood by the balcony, a sultry smile on her face as she watched the vibrant hues paint the sky. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, and the silk robe she wore barely contained her voluptuous curves. She took a deep breath, the anticipation of the evening's pleasures making her senses tingle. Logan, her lover for the night, stepped out of the bathroom, his muscular frame accentuated by the dim light. His chest glistened with droplets of water, and a small towel was wrapped around his lean waist, struggling to conceal his growing arousal. Aliyah's breath caught in her throat at the sight of him. She licked her lips, her mind already imagining the ways she would pleasure him. "You look like you're ready for some fun," Aliyah purred, her voice dripping with desire. She turned to face him, letting the robe slide off her shoulders, revealing her bare back and the lacy blac
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The morning light was barely peeking through the curtains when I stirred, feeling an unexpected warmth beside me. My mind was still foggy, remnants of the night blending into gentle reality. As I opened my eyes, I could make out Logan’s silhouette, his hands tenderly tucking the sheets around me, his face softened with a gentleness that felt both unfamiliar and comforting. I watched him in quiet surprise as he leaned down, brushing a few stray hairs away from my face. He didn’t say anything; he didn’t need to. Instead, he picked up a damp, warm cloth and began to softly cleanse my skin, his movements deliberate and careful. There was a quiet intimacy to the way he moved, as though this moment mattered to him as much as it did to me. “You don’t have to do this,” I mumbled, still half-asleep, the words slipping out before I could filter them. He smiled gently, the faintest hint of amusement in his eyes. “And miss the chance to pamper you for once?” he replied, his tone light yet
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I strode into the office, the usual buzz of the morning workday already filling the air. The elevator doors had barely shut behind me when a young woman—a new hire by the look of her wide eyes and pressed blouse—marched up with an unearned confidence. “You’re late,” she declared, crossing her arms and fixing me with a hard stare. I stopped, blinking in surprise. The audacity of this fresh-faced newbie was almost amusing. I took a deliberate sip of my coffee, letting her comment hang in the air as I considered my response. “You’re new here, aren’t you?” I asked, my voice dripping with a calm authority that, if she had any sense, should’ve made her take a step back. She held her ground, though, clearly not realizing the line she was walking. “Yes,” she said. “But that doesn’t excuse anyone from the rules. Everyone should respect office hours, right?” A few heads turned our way, curiosity and barely concealed grins flashing across the faces of my colleagues. They’d seen me in action
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The next morning, I could feel the tension hanging in the air as I walked into the office. Even though I'd kept my composure up until now, the weight of what was happening finally started to sink in. This wasn’t just any corporate power struggle—this was my family, my father’s life’s work. And Derek had not only betrayed us, he’d almost led the company into ruin with his reckless decisions. I couldn’t let it slide. Taking a deep breath, I strode into the boardroom, flanked by my father’s trusted secretary, who had become a steady support since my dad was hospitalized. As we approached the meeting table, I saw Derek lounging back in his seat, flipping through his phone, looking as if he hadn’t a care in the world. His casual, unbothered demeanor infuriated me.“Derek,” I said, my voice carrying more authority than I’d ever heard in myself. He glanced up, arching an eyebrow as if he had no idea why I was there. “You’re finally here. Do you mind telling me what’s so important that you
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As the days passed, I threw myself into work, determined to dig out every trace of betrayal and expose those who had dared to cross my family. I spent long hours in the office, reviewing documents, making calls, piecing together every lead that would give us the upper hand. There was a fire in me now, burning with a fierce intensity that I’d never felt before. I wasn’t just defending my family’s legacy—I was claiming it.Logan had been by my side, watching me transform into someone different—someone who didn’t hesitate to be ruthless when necessary. I could feel his presence, his silent admiration, as I made strategic calls and bold decisions, every step calculated to dismantle the enemy’s plans. He stayed close, never imposing, yet his gaze seemed to linger a bit longer, his respect for me growing with every decisive move I made.One evening, as I closed another deal that would cut off a significant revenue source for our adversaries, Logan watched from across my desk, his eyes refle
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The following morning, the headlines exploded."Prominent Figures in Whitmore Rival Family Face Sudden Downfall.""Whitmore Enterprises’ Longtime Rival Exposed in Shocking Scandal."As the headlines spread like wildfire, I felt the enormity of our victory sink in. The rival family, who had once seemed untouchable, had fallen overnight, and the world was left to piece together what could have possibly caused their sudden downfall. The reporters were relentless, speculating over details, digging for scraps of information. But every rumor only led to dead ends. We had ensured that.I couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction as I read the latest article. It recounted the rival family’s loss of power, their assets frozen, and their leaders scrambling to defend themselves against a slew of accusations. For years, they’d been a looming threat to my family’s company, always lurking in the background, trying to undermine us with underhanded tactics and whispers of deceit. Now, th
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The next morning, I woke up with a sense of calm that felt almost foreign. Logan’s place was still dim in the early light filtering through the windows, and he was beside me, peacefully asleep, looking more relaxed than I’d ever seen him. For a moment, I just watched him, taking in the stillness of the moment and trying to memorize the feeling.Eventually, though, the demands of reality called. Logan stirred, and as he opened his eyes, he gave me a sleepy smile that melted away any lingering remnants of yesterday’s tension.“Good morning,” he said, his voice still thick with sleep.“Morning,” I replied softly, leaning down to give him a quick kiss. I could feel my face heating up just slightly; I was still getting used to the softness between us, and it surprised me how easily I could grow attached to it.After a lazy breakfast together, it was time to face the real world again. I gathered my things, straightened my hair, and made sure I looked like the composed Aliyah that everyone e
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I woke up to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, feeling the warmth of Logan's arm draped across my waist. The reality of waking up beside him sent a quiet thrill through me. Careful not to wake him, I slipped out of bed, glancing back to see him still peacefully asleep. I spotted one of his shirts hanging off the chair and pulled it over my head, the fabric oversized and comfortable, smelling faintly like him.In the kitchen, I started making breakfast, gathering ingredients as quietly as I could. The sound of eggs cracking and the gentle sizzle of the pan filled the silence, calming me as I moved. Just as I was flipping the eggs, I felt the warmth of his body behind me, his arms sliding around my waist, pulling me close. I stilled, feeling his chin rest on my shoulder."Good morning," he murmured, his voice still heavy with sleep. His breath tickled my neck, and I felt a shiver run through me."Morning," I replied, trying to sound casual, though my heart was beati
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Your Lips to Mine #1: The Billionaire's Sassy Girl My Sassy 78 [ S P G ]
It had been a few days since I’d gotten out of the hospital, and I was slowly regaining my energy. The fog in my head was clearing, and for the first time in a while, I felt like myself again. The tension that had been hanging in the air between me and Logan had faded, and I could sense a familiar comfort returning between us. Logan had barely left my side since the incident. He was always there—whether it was bringing me food, keeping me company, or making sure I had everything I needed. I could tell he was worried, but he never said a word. His presence alone was enough to make me feel safe. That evening, a few of my friends stopped by to check on me. Perlas, Iris, and even Ben made an appearance, bringing laughter and warmth to the room. We spent hours talking, reminiscing about old memories, and catching up. But through it all, I couldn’t help but notice Logan sitting quietly beside me, his eyes always on me, making sure I was okay. At one point, I caught him staring at me for
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The soft rustling of the hospital room faded as I sat up in bed, slowly peeling back the covers. I hadn’t realized how much the weight of everything had been hanging on me until now—how long it had been since I felt like I could finally breathe easy. As I was idly stirring my breakfast, lost in thought, the door creaked open. My head snapped up, expecting to see one of the nurses, but instead, I was met with the familiar sight of my father. I blinked, not sure if I was imagining things. My heart leapt in my chest at the sight of him. It was a rare thing to see him drop the composed act, and yet, there he was, standing in the doorway, his face a strange mix of concern and relief. “Dad?” I said, my voice catching in my throat. For a moment, neither of us spoke. He just stood there, looking at me with those tired eyes of his, his lips parted like he was trying to find the right words. It hit me then—how much he must’ve been worrying, how much he must’ve felt helpless, and the realizat
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I slowly opened my eyes, the soft glow of the night light casting a warm hue over the room. For a moment, everything was blurry, and the steady beeping of the monitor was the only sound that reminded me I was still in the hospital. My body felt heavy, but I could tell I was no longer in pain. As my eyes focused, I saw Logan sitting in the chair by the window, his back to me. He was leaning forward, watching the TV intently, though the tension in his posture was impossible to miss. His shoulders were slightly hunched, his fingers tapping absentmindedly on his leg. I wondered how long he’d been there. I glanced at the screen and froze. The headline flashing across the news caught my attention: *"Controversial Family Drama Involving Aliyah Whitmore, Liliana Whitmore, and Her Uncle."* My heart dropped into my stomach, and a shiver ran through me. The last thing I wanted to see was my name splashed across the news, especially tied to Liliana and my uncle. I quickly looked away from the
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The next time my eyes fluttered open, the world around me was clearer. The blur of shapes and colors had sharpened into something familiar. The ceiling above me, the soft hum of machinery, the scent of antiseptic—I was in a hospital. It took a moment for the weight of reality to settle in. I wasn’t dreaming. I was awake. My body felt weak, heavy like lead, but my mind was finally lucid enough to process the world around me. “Aliyah!” The sound of my name came from a voice I recognized instantly. I turned my head, though even that simple motion felt like climbing a mountain. My gaze met my father’s. His face was a mixture of panic and overwhelming relief. His usually calm demeanor was gone; his hands trembled as he reached out but hesitated, as if afraid I might break. “Aliyah, sweetheart, you’re awake,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “I can’t believe it. You… you’re really here.” Behind him, Logan stood frozen, his expression unreadable. But his eyes—those deep,
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The courtroom was tense, a battlefield of arguments and counterarguments. Logan sat beside Oliver, their presence commanding the room. Both men wore stoic expressions, though their minds were anything but calm. Logan’s focus remained outwardly sharp, but inside, his thoughts kept drifting to Aliyah. She had been his anchor amidst the chaos, and the image of her lying unconscious haunted him. Oliver, too, felt the weight of it all. His daughter’s strength had always been his pride, but seeing her so vulnerable had shaken him in ways he couldn’t express. He masked his worry with determination, knowing that showing any weakness now would only give their enemies ammunition. Together, they were a united front, an impenetrable wall of resolve, but underneath, they were just two men desperately worried about someone they loved. Back at the hospital, Diane sat in Aliyah’s quiet ward, her tablet propped up as she watched the live courtroom feed. The trial had captivated her attention, bu
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The sterile scent of the hospital lingered in the air, mingling with the soft hum of machinery monitoring Aliyah’s condition. Oliver Whitmore sat in a stiff plastic chair next to her bed, his eyes tracing the steady rise and fall of her chest. It was a sight that both comforted and haunted him. His daughter was alive, but the memory of her attack, of seeing her lying helpless, was etched into his mind. He hadn’t left her side since Logan returned to the courthouse to deal with the fallout. Across the room, Diane shuffled through a stack of papers. Despite her composed exterior, she was visibly on edge, her glances toward Aliyah frequent and concerned. Two new bodyguards stood at the door, their presence stoic but reassuring. Logan had handpicked them, and if there was one thing Oliver trusted about the man, it was his ability to protect Aliyah. Diane broke the silence. “Mr. Whitmore, any updates from Mr. Pierce?” Oliver sighed, rubbing his temples. “He’s at the courthouse dea
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Logan stood quietly in the hospital room, watching Aliyah sleep peacefully, her face a picture of vulnerability. The soft beeping of the machines monitoring her was the only sound in the sterile room, but it felt like a constant reminder of how close he'd come to losing her. It had been two days since the attack, and the anger that had propelled him to take drastic action was still simmering beneath the surface. He had taken down the people who’d plotted to hurt her, to hurt the Whitmore family, but his heart remained heavy with the weight of it all. Oliver Whitmore stood by the window, his broad back turned to Logan. The older man’s posture was stiff, controlled, but Logan could feel the tension radiating from him. Oliver was a man of few words, but when he spoke, it was always deliberate. Logan knew the question was coming; he’d been preparing for it ever since he'd made the decision to act. Finally, Oliver spoke, his voice low but steady. "You're the one behind all of this, ar
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The tension in the hospital room had settled slightly, but the air still carried the weight of earlier events. Logan stood by the window, his hands jammed into his pockets, his jaw clenched. Oliver sat beside Aliyah’s bed, his gaze fixed on her peaceful face. The silence was heavy but comforting in its own way, broken only by the soft beeping of monitors. The door opened quietly, and the doctor stepped in, clipboard in hand. Both men turned their attention to him immediately. “Good news,” the doctor began, offering a reassuring smile. “Miss Whitmore is stable, and her vitals are improving. The coma was the result of the trauma and stress, but there’s no sign of permanent damage. She should wake up soon—likely within the next 24 to 48 hours.” Logan felt a wave of relief wash over him, though his face betrayed little emotion. He glanced at Oliver, whose shoulders visibly relaxed. “Thank you, doctor,” Oliver said, his voice steady but tinged with gratitude. The doctor nodded. “Of
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Oliver Whitmore sat at the head of the boardroom table, his eyes cold and calculating as he took in the remaining directors. The room, once buzzing with conversation and camaraderie, now felt like a battlefield. The air was tense, and the weight of recent events—the attack on Aliyah, the betrayal within the company—hung heavy over everyone present. He let the silence linger, allowing the tension to grow. It wasn’t a tactic born out of cruelty; it was strategy. He wanted to see who would break first. And as expected, Mr. Drake shifted in his seat, his bravado faltering under the pressure. "Let’s not waste any more time," Oliver said finally, his deep voice slicing through the silence. "This company has endured enough damage, both externally and internally. Now is the time to make it clear who stands for progress and who is dead weight." The directors glanced at one another, unsure of where the conversation was headed. But Oliver knew. He had been preparing for this moment since th
