All Chapters of Tempted by Pleasure, Freed By His Forbidden Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

KalebFour days after our stay in Florida, I still couldn't get over the fact that Ayla was my girlfriend. The moments we shared in Disney World, the beach, and especially the hotel kept on distracting me from catching up with piles of work. My intercom rang, pulling back into reality, my dreamy smile fading with the second ring."Your mother is right outside your office. She would like to see you," Ayla's voice came through, followed by shouts from my mother."Sent her in," I stated, ending the call to take a few seconds to brace myself for shouting and a meaningless lecture from my mother."How can your useless secretary stop me from seeing you?" She shouted after pushing the door forcefully; her face contorted as she panted."Ayla is just doing her job, mom," I boringly stated, letting out a yawn."What is wrong with you, son? You should fire her for blocking my entry." She huffed, pointing at the open door."Son? I thought that the term was specially preserved for Roman. And no on

Kaleb"I want to know why you decided to keep quiet about what Roman did to you." I spoke calmly after my mother and Roman left, looking straight into Ayla's eyes. She turned to leave instead of answering, making me grab her by her wrist before she added another step."Let go of me," she said when I pulled her, her eyes wandering around the office."I asked you what was wrong while driving home that evening, and you lied to my face. I came to your room after dinner, and you never thought to tell me about it. Even when Roman came after you miscarried, you still kept it to yourself." I tightened my hold, but not so tight to hurt her."He didn't do anything beyond insinuating it. Can we just let it go because it's in the past?" she asked, squirming."You should have told me the moment you got out of his office. You have no idea what that fool is capable of when he wants something." I knew Roman would go as far as killing just to satisfy his cravings."His split lip will remind him for da

Kaleb "What the fuck!" I muttered behind Ayla, startling her. She jumped while letting out a yelp, dropping her phone. I pulled her quick behind the bush, then bent, extended my arm, and picked up the phone. The last thing we wanted was to get detected by my mother and her accomplices. "I told you I want to be alone," she lectured in a whisper yet commanding voice, pushing my hands off her. "I had to make sure you were fine," I responded. "By following me? I am an adult for goodness sake, Kaleb!" Her eyes were slightly swollen and red, a reminder that my stupid words had hurt her. I wanted so much to hold her and whisper multiple apologies, but with the glare she was sending my way, I had no chance. "I know, but...you know what? Let me take a photo of the three for evidence, then I will leave you alone." I retrieved my phone from the pocket, but when I peeped behind the bush, Randolf, Amanda, and my mother were already gone. It seemed to avoid being detected; they had exited throu

Kaleb "That was awesome, babe! I swear I had forgotten we had mom's compromising clip," I said, the moment we got to my wing. Ayla didn't say a word; she went straight to her room without looking back. "Seriously, Ayla, after putting Roman and mom in their place, now you're ignoring me?" She dropped her purse on the dresser and walked into the bathroom. "Come on, baby, we should be celebrating right now," I added, following her before she could close the door on my face. "I'm not leaving until you talk to me," I insisted, putting my hands into my pockets and leaned against the door. I watched as she started unbuttoning her blouse through the mirror, exposing her boobs bit by bit. I couldn't take my eyes off her as she shrugged it off and unzipped her skirt. "Fuck," I swore under my breath as she pulled it up and removed it, revealing her lacy white panties, that matched with her bra. Damn, she was perfection, her body playing with my fucking control. As if teasing me, she unc

Kaleb "So all that drama happened and you never thought to give me some of the tea?" Dean asked over the loud chatter in the company's cafeteria. "It happened too fast, man, and that's not even all," I added, looking around for any unwelcome listening ears. Since the clip, Ayla and I had upped our privacy game, staying alert and cautious at all times. "Well, I am listening," he said, lifting up his cup of coffee to take a sip. "I met Amanda in Florida, at the hotel that I was staying," I whispered, rotating my cup of coffee on the table. "Are you kidding me right now?" Dean shouted, drawing attention from other staff members to us. "I told you to keep it down. Come on, we are going to my office," I chastised, getting up that instant. "Come on, man, I just took my first sip," he whined, but got up anyway. "Silence in the elevator; I know it's still bugged," I warned again, hating the fact that I had to walk on eggshells in my own company. Dad could have never been more right on