All Chapters of PLAYBOY'S PERSONAL ASSISTANT : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Jordan . "I am the one who actually served Ella her food Jeremy ," i say looking at both of them. "I personally served her the food and the water and glass of juice she had there after. I also served Maria they were all sitted together, there is no way it was her.""Maybe that was her plan all along, you might have served Ella, but that does not mean the food you served her wasn't already posioned." Chloe says"How do we know, it's something she ate at my party?""Because the drugs she was drugged take about twenty minutes to work, otherwise the babies would be dead, so meaning it was at your party.""I honestly don't understand any of this, why would Maria even do that it just doesn't make sense.""Did you serve Ella's plate yourself? Or didd one of your workers do it?" Jeremy asks me"I served the food myself, it was self service but then one of the maids added a patch of fruits and said, they were good for Ella and the babies." i say remembering vividly,"Did she serve anyone else

Leila . For the past five years, i was obsessed with the dream that once all our plans are in place, i would be able to love with Michael for the rest of our lives. All i could think about was him. All i wanted was him, i just wish we had started ogf differently, i know if we did, our chances of making it were much higher. But now with every plan we execute, instead of being closer to our goals i feel drifting further from him. And that made me feel a whole lot worse than i already did.With those heavy thoughts weighing on my mind, I sighed and turned off the water, stepping out of the shower. I reached for the towel and dried myself up, i was about to put on some lounge wear when an idea came to me, so i just put on an oversized t-shirt . I walked into the bedroom, and there he was lying on the bed reading some magazine.I walked up to him and grabbed the magazine he was reading and tossed it up. I climbed on top of him, "Let's play bit the clock." i said to him."We shouldn't be d

ELLA. Am sitted on my bed in the facility, Chloe went out to get me some essentials i would need in this new home. I see Jordan and Jeremy walking in with a bag on Jeremy 's hands."Spacious," Jeremy says as he puts the bag on the seat next to the bed. "How are you feeling?" he asks me."Betrayed thanks." i answer back."Ella, i know right now you think that..." Jordan tries to speak up."Jordan stop, i get drugged at your party in your house, i almost loose my babies, your babies and you don't even ask one question? You don't investigate who could have done that to me right under your nose, you don't even ask me how am doing, you just decide to have me committed? For all i know you could be the one who drugged me, everything i ate at your party, was served by you." I say furiously, " what kind of person does that?"" The kind of person that wants the mother of his children to be safe and better.""Is that what you are telling yourself? That this is what is best for me?" i ask hi

"How are we feeling today?, can we go for a walk or are you too tired?" Chloe asks from the door."Please tell me you brought me a cheese sandwich." i say excitedly as i snatched her the paper bag she was holding."Ofcourse i did, so can we go for a walk?""Sure, right after i have my sandwich." i say taking a big bite. "So how are you? Did you finish packing out stuff?""Kind off," she says absent minded."Hey," i say nlw focusing on her, "You can talk to me about anything, whats on your mind?" Jordan "I am heading out, you need me to do anything else?" my house manager asks me as she walks towards the door.I look up from my paperwork and shake my head, "Thank you Anne, see you tommorrow."As soon as she leaves i walk back to the bedroom to check on Maria,"Babe are you done?" i ask as i lay on the bed texting Jeremy ."No, not yet, i don't really know what to wear, i feel like all my clothes are all too reaveling or short or ugly." she says popping her head from the closet, "I wa

Leila" I really want you in a sundress today, i love the pencil skirts you wear. They do fantastic things to one of my favorite parts of you, but they have also been torturing me." Michael says as he hangs up my shirt up neatly.Lately i have been wearing aloot of pencils skirts and blouses because of the offices i go to, i need to look more official." How? Why?" i ask teasingly " They don't do this."Watching me with heated eyes, he drew the end of my bathrobe up. It made a brushing sound against his jeans as i bared my thighs to the cool air. His palm scraped up the outside of my leg, paused at my lip and reached behind me to squeeze my rear, making need shock through my body.Without asking or waiting he slipped his hand over my hip and down to my pelvis. Daring fingertips threaded through and massaged my sex.My skin burned where he touched me, and my knees weakened. I braced myself against his shoulders."That's my girl," he whispered as he leaned down to kiss me.The taste of