All Chapters of Bent Against The Counter Of His Desk: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 21*Scarlett's POV*As Alexander requested to speak with me privately, a sense of apprehension mixed with curiosity washed over me. I followed him through the grand hallways of his mansion, my footsteps echoing against the polished marble floors. We ascended the staircase, and I couldn't help but notice the exquisite artwork adorning the walls, adding a touch of elegance to the already opulent surroundings.Reaching the upper floor, we entered his room, and I couldn't help but be momentarily captivated by its sheer size and beauty. The room exuded an air of understated luxury, with tasteful decor and a large window overlooking the sprawling landscape. The sight of the sunlight filtering through the curtains created a warm and inviting ambiance.Alexander walked towards his desk, neatly organized with papers and documents. He picked up a stack of files and handed them to me. "These are the files I need you to work on," he said in his usual business-like tone. "Make sure you go

Chapter 23*Scarlett's POV*I was deeply engrossed in my work at the meeting when I noticed Alexander making his way toward the exit. It was unusual for him to leave without acknowledging my presence, but I brushed it off as another reminder of his disinterest in my presence.As I gathered my belongings, preparing to leave for the day, I couldn't help but overhear Alexander's hushed conversation. Curiosity piqued, I lingered a few steps behind, unnoticed in the flurry of activity around us.With a determined expression on his face, Alexander swiftly dialed a number on his phone. As he held the device to his ear, his voice was filled with an air of authority and decisiveness. It was clear that he was making a significant call—one that could potentially alter the course of our business relationships.I strained to listen, catching fragments of the conversation. "Mr. Reynolds, I wanted to personally inform you..." His voice trailed off, but the tone was unmistakable—it carried the weight

Chapter 25*Scarlett's POV*I tried, I seriously tried to concentrate, but it was nearly impossible. Alexander had finished his conversation with Katrina, and now he acted as if nothing had happened, calmly taking his seat. However, I couldn't stop the thoughts from swirling in my mind, replaying their conversation and the softness in his voice that I had never heard before, at least not when he spoke to me.Does he love her? I couldn't say for sure, as I couldn't seem to read him properly. But didn't he tell me that she was just a fling? I thought back to the words he had once spoken, the ones that had cut deep into my heart. "You were nothing more than a fling to me," he had said. And yet, here he was, speaking to her with a tenderness that I had never witnessed.Unable to contain my curiosity any longer, I mustered up the courage to confront him. As I approached his desk, I could feel a mix of apprehension and determination welling up within me. He glanced up briefly, his icy gaze

Chapter 27Alexander's POVI watched as Scarlett lay beside me, her breath ragged and her body still trembling from our heated encounter. The room was filled with a haze of desire and the scent of our passion. But as I looked at her, my heart clenched with a mixture of longing and frustration.We had just finished having another round of sex.I shouldn't be feeling this way. I shouldn't be losing myself to her, to the woman who was supposed to be my enemy. She was the one who had betrayed me, who had deceived me with her lies and manipulations. Yet, here I was, unable to resist her pull, drawn to her like a moth to a flame.I closed my eyes and tried to steady my racing heart. I needed to remind myself of the truth, of the reasons why I should hate her. But every time I looked at her, all I could see was her beauty, her vulnerability, and the way she made me feel alive.I should be cold, distant, and unaffected. That was the persona I had crafted for myself over the years. Emotions we

Chapter 29Scarlett's POVAs Katrina's greeting lingered in the air, I stood there, feeling a mix of confusion and discomfort. Alexander whispered something to her, triggering a shift in her demeanor. A realization flashed across her face, and I could see a newfound confidence replacing her previous confusion.With a coy smile, Katrina took Alexander's hand and led him away towards his room. I watched their retreating figures, an inexplicable ache forming in my chest. It was as if I had been left behind, cast aside and forgotten in an instant.As they disappeared from view, a heavy silence settled over the house. I stood there, feeling invisible, as if I had become a mere spectator in my own life. Part of me wanted to storm after them, to demand answers, but another part held me back. Fear, uncertainty, and a profound sense of vulnerability kept my feet rooted to the floor.Hours turned into minutes, and minutes turned into an agonizing eternity. I could hear faint laughter and the oc