Michelle’s mouth fell open seeing a gray limousine that picked her up in the parking lot. She could not help but wonder how rich her client was. So many thoughts started to swirl around her head. Sure, it was a one-time jackpot in her last night being a stripper!
When the driver assisted her, she didn't hesitate to get in.
But when she saw the familiar orbs of the man sitting comfortably inside the car, she was taken aback and her jaw dropped immediately.
It was none other than the man she had glanced throughout her final performance. He looked totally hot as he sipped from his wine glass.
Her gut twisted when their eyes met again. Even her heart seemed to have forgotten how to stay calm. His look made her want to swoon, but she knew it would only embarrass her.
She cleared her throat, sat next to him, ashamed.
“I second-thought you would reject my offer,” he said. His tone of voice echoed in her head. It was deep yet soothing, and enough for her knees to go jelly. “Would you like a drink?”
“S-sure!” she answered hesitantly.
“Your performance was great," the man remarked. “Here…”
Michelle swallowed. She nervously faced him to take the glass of wine. As soon as she felt his intense gaze on her, she became self-conscious about her outfit. She regretted wearing a spaghetti-strap dress since it showed her cleavage.
“T-Thank you…” Out of nervousness, she instantly finished her drink in one shot. The man chuckled, and the way he did it sounded like sexy music to her ears.
It was a 15-minute drive. The limo stopped at a five-star hotel. As they walked to the hotel bar, her heart and pulse raced. She had second thoughts, but knew she’d regret not getting the $500,000 if she backed out.
They went to the counter. Michelle sat next to him the whole time he was drinking. He offered her some drinks too, which she shyly accepted.
“How young are you?”
“It’s inappropriate to ask a woman about her age,” she said, a lame excuse she came up with as she didn’t want to tell him personal information about her.
He grinned boyishly. Michelle sucked in a breath. She couldn't deny he was stunning up close. Any woman would drool over him, even strip to attract his attention.
“You look too young to perform like that in front of predators,” he remarked intently.
“I am not that young as you think...”
“Surely, given how you managed to slay in that performance. It was hot.”
“And I will take that as a compliment,” she said shyly as she finished another drink.
She lost count of how many glasses of whiskey she finished. All she knew was that she already felt tipsy. When she turned to him, she noticed a ghost of a smile on his lips. He looked at her as if he could read her cover to cover.
The man leaned down until their noses touched. Michelle’s head was fuzzy yet she could feel the loud beating of her heart. She couldn’t think straight anymore.
Her eyes dropped to his red lips. It looked soft, which made her lips part.
"Can I kiss you?" he asked huskily.
She hesitated and blinked at his question, confused. But then she felt a burst of thirst. She licked her lower lip, and then nodded. After that, he kissed her instantly.
***
Michelle could hardly pay attention to the room where she was. The only thing she knew was the man lay her down on a soft, comfortable bed. Heat coursed through her body, as though her soul was getting burned. The man went on top of her, planting soft kisses on her neck and clavicle.
She moaned, feeling his warm touches on her skin as it sent a triggering feeling from her stomach down to her groin area.
“You taste like strawberry...” he huskily whispered. “I like strawberry now.”
Michelle bit her lower lip. Her hands moved to caress his hair, as if they have a life of their own. The man’s lips went up, claiming hers. She kissed him back passionately, even if she didn’t know how to do it as it was the very first time she had been kissed.
And she never expected it to be so good...
The man bit her lower lip that made her moan. She then felt his tongue trying to enter her mouth, which she willingly permitted. Her eyes were shut, surrendering to the heat and sensation that were engulfing her.
“This dress turned me so fucking on. But you don’t need this right now,” he said.
The next thing she knew was they removed their clothes. Her sanity might have been escaped somewhere as she didn’t feel any shame at all. In fact, she hurriedly removed her bra, exposing her full, large breasts in front of him.
She saw him smiled sensually; seemingly satisfied before he claimed the peak of her breast, while his other hand played with the other.
“Urgh...” Her mouth formed an ‘O’ when she felt the roughness of how he sucked her peak as if he was a child craving it.
The man seemed to have a lot of experience when it came to sex. He kissed her again and it drove Michelle crazy. She could feel her entire body aching for more, wanting to delve deeper into this thing they were doing.
She looped my arms on his neck; one hand travelled all the way to his robust back, and caressed his every enhanced muscle flexing whenever he grinded on top of her. His body was something to drool for, she had to say. It was as if he had spent a lot of time working out in the gym to reach this kind of perfect masculinity.
Michelle was so turned on that her hand travelled down to his ass, pinned it deeper against hers until she felt his manhood rubbed against that very spot. Her sex.
“You are mine tonight,” he said before he finally took her.
Pain and pleasure enveloped not just her body but her mental state. It was breathtaking, making her reach the peak of her needs like she had reached the Heaven for the very first time.
***
Michelle could feel the rays of sunshine blinding her eyes. Her brows knotted as she opened her eyes slowly. As she adjusted her vision by blinking and scratching her eyes, the first thing she saw was the open window with sunlight reflecting on it.
She was about to yawn and stretch her arms, but then she felt a body behind her, which made her freeze at the time. She slowly turned around, her eyes widening when she saw the familiar face of a man who she had accompanied last night.
Michelle sucked in a breath, covered her mouth, and inspected herself. A pang of anxiety went through her when she realized that she was naked under the duvet.
“What the!” she shrieked inwardly.
Life has been hectic for Michelle for the past two weeks. After graduating from college and paying off her father’s debt, she busied herself looking for a decent job. She submitted her application to three companies, but deep within she prayed so hard that her dream company—Steinfield Company—would be the first to contact her.And it was like an answered prayer. Today, she received an email from them, and as she read the letter, she couldn’t help but be in tears.They invited her for an interview this afternoon!Michelle let out a loud shriek, still not believing what she’d just read.She didn’t waste any time and prepared herself for today’s interview. She wore her best formal clothes partnered with her oozing confidence. She reminded herself that she should not fail the interview, or else, she would regret it for the rest of her life.With a joyful feeling inside her chest, she went to the company to be interviewed. Her heart raced so fast when the cab stopped in front of what seeme
“You will be the personal secretary of Mr. Ethan Steinfield, the CEO of this company.”Shocked to hear it from the Human Resource manager, Michelle could only gasp, still looking at the HR manager who briefed her about her position.“Ms. Finley?”She came back to her senses and blinked a few times. “Y-Yes?”“Were you listening?”“I am, I apologize,” she answered, trying to compose her thoughts.Just when she thought she could get away from the man she didn’t want to cross paths with, fate brought her into a nerve wracking situation, again.But what choice did she have? She needed this job more than anything else. Her pride could not provide for her.“His office is located on the 78th floor. You can go up now and wait for the CEO to give you orders.”She went out of the manager’s office and walked her way out of the Human Resource floor. Michelle walked past the group of employees who were having a conversation in one office cubicle.“There she is. I heard she blacked out during the in
“Is that a bruise?”Michelle came back to her senses, and looked at the man in front of her.Even though there was a fiasco that happened in the apartment last night, she still forced herself to go to work as she didn’t want her co-workers, including the CEO, to have a bad impression of her.She tried to cover the bruise on the corner of her lips by using a makeup, but it seemed like she failed to do it perfectly.Ethan looked at her in an intense manner. “Where did you get that?”She covered the bruise using the back of her palm. “This is nothing, Sir.” Then she put the summary report he needed on his desk. “Here’s the report that you asked me to submit. Please let me know if there are revisions I need to do.”“Did someone hurt you?”Michelle breathed in heavily. She didn’t want to recall what happened last night, yet her boss was making her remember the horrible event she wanted to forget.“No, Sir. Please, don’t mind me,” she told firmly. “Is there anything else you need me to do?”
“What did you say?” she asked, her voice low and confused. “Don’t make me repeat myself, Mika,” Ethan replied dryly. She blinked several times, trying to observe the emotions behind his marble gray-colored pair of eyes, but all she could see was dominance, arrogance, and a sheer amount of amusement as he stared down at her. “Please, don’t call me by that name,” she uttered. “And I want to understand those things you just said a while ago.” Ethan’s brow arched up as he crossed his arms against his chest. “I said your father and I came up with a deal.” He stared at her darkly. “I will pay his debt, and as part of the deal, you will have to marry me.” “Are you insane?!” Michelle was so shocked, and angry. Ethan smirked before he clicked his tongue. The fact that the man still had the time to look so arrogant and gorgeous made her blood boil to a high level. “I swear you wouldn’t like to see me get insane.” He chuckled and continued, “You need help, and I need a wife. It should b
“I repeat. Who are you?!” An old brunette woman approached her; forehead creased and expression in grim.“M-My name is Michelle,” she said, still unable to move on from what she saw inside that red room on the second floor.The woman’s expression changed, and raised an eyebrow as she looked at Michelle from head to toe, and then gazed back at her. “So you must be Ethan’s wife.”“I-I am,” Michelle stuttered. “I—I apologize. I didn’t mean to startle you.”“Yes, I was indeed surprise to see you coming down from the second floor,” said the woman in distate. “I am Priscilla, the housekeeper. Did you happen to enter some rooms?”“N-No!” she lied.Priscilla narrowed her eyes as she crossed her arms. “Well, please be cautious the next time. Ethan doesn’t like it when people enter some restricted rooms, especially on the second floor.”Fuck, is she referring to that room? She thought.Michelle couldn’t help but swallow hard. Sure, she felt that Priscilla was the type of housekeeper that she sh
“We can go to the office together,” Ethan said coldly during breakfast.Michelle shot him a glance, but he didn’t meet her gaze. He acted so distant; face grim and silent. He was like a kid ready to throw a pit at one touch or a rabid animal ready to snarl if someone tried to joke around.Michelle shook her head. Just because she questioned him about the secret room last night, he became aloof from her, as if bringing up that room was taboo.“I will take a cab,” she replied dryly and sipped on her coffee.She waited to see Ethan’s reaction to her response, but all she got was a nod.“We shouldn’t go to office together since I want this relationship to be a secret in the office,” she added.He glanced over at her for a second and then sipped on his coffee.“I’m not forgetting that.”“Cool.” Michelle couldn’t hide her smirk. It was only twen
Just when Michelle thought that her day would be getting better, hell opened up to deliver the devil that had ruined her sanity.Ashley clearly knew a lot of things about Ethan, and the way she talked gave Michelle a hunch that the woman also knew about his unusual hobby. What’s worse was that she told her that Ethan married her so he could use her as his subject, his slave.Her stomach twitched at the thought that Ethan would use her sexually. She kept biting her lips until she tasted the metallic blood on them.She was inside the bedroom when the door swung open. Ethan entered inside and their gazes immediately locked.He stared down at her blankly, and it frustrated Michelle that she couldn’t see any emotion in his marble gray eyes. It was as if he mastered the art of coldness so well that no one was allowed to see a single weakness, even in his eyes.“I need to talk to you,” she uttered firmly while sitting down on the b
“You’re so fucking perfect...”Michelle gasped as Ethan nibbled her ear, making her breathless. She shut her eyes as she felt a tingling sensation going through her. It was like a ball of fire that awakened something down her groin, making her feel the pleasure that her body craved.He took her face and kissed her. It was hot, rough, and felt so great that Michelle kissed him back, holding his nape while she tiptoed to deepen the kiss. The mixed smell of Ethan’s cool mint breath and the whiskey he drank was intoxicating, and she couldn’t stop kissing him the more she smelled them.Ethan’s hand traveled down her bottom. He gently squeezed one of its cheeks, and it doubled the sensation that was trying to kill her. She let out a soft moan; her voice sounded undeniably submissive.His arousal began to surge through his body. His crotch hardened more in his pants, and he slowly poked her lower belly. The more he rubbed it a