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"Now place your feet on the desk, bend your knees, and keep your legs wide apart." With each order, he strokes and squeezes my nipple until I'm gasping for air. But I do as I'm told, stretching my skirt up and opening my legs. "Wider. Let me look at that pussy." Holy shit. I've never felt as exposed as I do when he's watching me intently, as if he didn't get a full view of me only last night. _______ "When Charlee lets her hair down at the company party and gives in to her desires with the notoriously demanding and private billionaire Harrison Bridges, she thinks it's just a one-night fling. But when he ghosted her the next day, she's left feeling used and humiliated. Determined to move on, Charlee focuses on her career, only to find herself working closely with Harrison on a high-stakes project. As they spend more time together, the undeniable chemistry between them reignites, and Charlee finds herself falling deeper into his enigmatic world. But Harrison has secrets - dark family secrets that threaten to destroy his empire. And Charlee has a secret of her own: she's four weeks late, and she suspects she might be carrying Harrison's child.
CHARLEE
There've been moments in my life when I've wished too hard for the floor to grow a crater and swallow me in one swift gulp, since it's probably safer and less humiliating below surface level.
Today, I wished harder than ever.
Harder than that time in high school when Ken Williams told everyone I'd let him fondle my boobs in the music room and they were rock-hard, like big stones. We'd only just bumped into each other and his arm briefly grazed my chest, and that bastard knew my boobs were cushy soft.
Today, stinging tears scald the back of my eyes as I storm out of the Bridges, Inc. general meeting room, silently willing my legs to walk faster to the bathroom. People have already seen me disgrace myself today. There's no need for anyone to see me bawling like a heartbroken cat in the hallway.
It's my first day on the job and I've already blown it.
Why did I ever send that application in the first place? What on earth made me think I could deliver in such a high-tension environment? This place gives me vibes like a military head office–just a lot fancier since everything, including the golden door knobs, cost more than my entire net worth.
When I first arrived at the offices this morning, still reeling from the opulence of the architecture, I'd barely settled into my cubicle at the marketing general office before the manager walked up to me. Brief greetings exchanged, he handed me my first task. To create and upload a social media advertising campaign for one of their top clients. I was instantly given access to the Bridges, Inc. Instagram account and he left me with no further instructions.
It took a while but I finally got the hang of it and I was actually impressed with my work. The campaign sounded really good to me. I was still adding final touches when everyone in the general room started getting up from their desks, folding papers and clipping files like clockwork.
The manager turned to me. "Charlee, you're up in ten minutes. Your campaign will be presented first. Mr. Bridges himself will be there, so brace up."
My anxiety shot through the roof. Mr. Bridges? Bryce Bridges himself? I suddenly got a really bad feeling about everything.
Within the next half-hour, Mr. Bridges yelled at me and asked the manager of my division how they could have hired someone so green. He was a massively tall man, physically fit for his age, and his voice bellowed like an analog speaker. Apparently, I created the campaign with information that was supposed to be used in next week's campaign, not today. I'd been looking at the wrong column. It didn't matter that I did a great job with the post and infographic. I wasn't commended for great expression and convincing communication. All they saw was that I couldn't read dates correctly and had wasted their time.
I've dreamed for so long of leading my own marketing team, being head of a division, and someday, running my own advertising company. It's amazing how you can convince thousands of people to trust your business with mere visual aids.
How am I supposed to gain experience and achieve my dreams if I'm not even allowed a little room for mistakes? No one ever gives newbies a chance, and somehow, we are expected to come fully formed.
I fled once we were dismissed, and now, I'm almost at the bathroom, swiping at the tears that are already flowing. A whimper of shock escapes from my throat at the sight of the empty space. It's immaculately clean with the brightest white marble I've ever seen and hints of polished gold, and it makes me feel even smaller and more unworthy.
Dashing into a stall, I shut the door and lean on it, letting the tears stream in torrents as shame courses through my body. Why am I always so unlucky? Why didn't I just see the date clearly?
My body shudders vigorously with humiliation. I realize how loudly I'm sobbing when the main bathroom door opens.
"Hey, are you okay?"
It's the richest male voice I've ever heard. What's a man doing in the ladies' room? Did he see me crying as I ran down the hallway or am I embarrassing myself even more by crying so loud he could hear it from out there?
"I'm just checking in," he continues. "Not trying to pry. I can't really come in here but we can talk quickly. You look like you need someone to talk to."
The voice alone is instant therapy to my ears. He almost sounds like he's half-asleep or really tired. It should be bothersome that a man is in here asking to talk to me, but I am... drawn... like a big idiot. Wiping the tears from my face, I clear my throat quietly.
"What do you want?" My voice still comes out hoarse and broken.
"Why are you crying? Are you okay? I saw you come out of the meeting room after Bryce Bridges had been yelling at the top of his voice. That old man was mean to you?" If he knows Bryce Bridges, he might be an employee at this company.
"You can talk to me. I'm harmless and I won't tell anyone," he says, probably sensing my hesitation.
I inhale, exhale, inhale again, and then I'm fighting back the sobs as I tell him what happened at the meeting. He's silent as he listens to me. I pour out everything and how I probably don't belong here. Maybe I should just run away and never come back.
"I know how you feel, really," the stranger says, his voice inching closer to the door. "I get that feeling, like you're going to continue falling short and it's easier to give up. But from what you are telling me, you know your job. Just take today as a small loss and block out the negative energy. Pay close attention to everything you see here and never be afraid to ask questions. Don't be scared of walking up to your superiors. That should be your lesson for today. And always remember, your biggest weapon around here is confidence, so wear it like a second skin. In a short time, they'll regret ever laughing at you."
He stops for a long moment. "I've got to go. You take care of you now, okay? Don't let anyone break your spirit." I hear footsteps tapping on the marble floor, and then he's gone.
So, this is what empowerment feels like.
Feeling so much better, I breeze out of the stall, ready to start kicking some butt in this uptight place, and I know I'll never forget a word of what this stranger said to me.
I made a mistake, but that will not define me. I'll bring on my A-game from now on. They'll see what I am capable of.
He never meant to be her baby daddy .... But the scorching one night stand he had with her was something he couldn't forget until now ___ MICHAEL "I never meant to be a dad... But six years ago, I saw Jade on stage at a charity auction and I was done for. I had to have her. One night with her and I was hooked. She was different from my usual type, but I didn't care. I wanted to claim every inch of her. And I always get what I want. But we never spoke again... until now. She's standing in front of me, looking as gorgeous as ever, with a six-year-old boy who has my eyes. My life just got a whole lot more complicated. I'm not ready for this. I'm a billionaire, used to getting my way, but this is one thing I never saw coming. Jade's secrets and my lavish lifestyle threaten to tear us apart. But I can't deny the connection I still feel for her. And that little boy... he's mine. I can see it in his eyes. I'll do whatever it takes to be a part of their lives, even if it means turning my world upside down."
I never broke eye contact as he slicked his already hard cock up with it. It never did take him long to get hard in my presence, especially after working me open when we had stood under the stream of the shower. Shuffling his ass forward just a little, he pulled me close to help me slowly sink onto his cock. Once my ass was flushed against his lap and he was to the hilt, he sighed, and I could see the exact moment that all the stress left his body. “Thank you.” He whispered. ______ I got pregnant after a sizzling one-night stand. I didn’t know then he was the son of a billionaire mafia Don. That night, he walked over to me with powerful strides that announced to the world, that he owned it. The dim light dancing over his sculptured face, Teased me with a glimpse of perfection. His deep baritone voice vibrated thru my core, and before I knew it, we were back at my place, thrusting into ecstasy. For hours he took me to heaven and back, But on earth, he became cold as ice. Then, without so much as a name, He walked out the door and out of my life. I tried to forget him, Until I got unexpected news from my doctor weeks later. and before I had time to digest the information, I was snatched by two men. Now I’m in the presence of the Don of all Dons, congratulating me on my pregnancy. And the man that took me to heaven, is now tasked to keep me in hell.
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
My marriage to Mathias was supposed to make me the happiest woman in the world. Although I knew he didn't love me, I thought he would fall for me once I showered him with all the love I had to give. Five years passed and Mathias still didn't give a damn about me. Instead, he met his true love and cut all ties with me because of her. He showed her off; something he never did for me. His abandonment pushed me into depression. I was broken in every sense of the word. Even on my deathbed, my so-called husband didn't come to say goodbye to me. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself reborn. I was still Mathias's wife and it was two months before he met his true love. In this life, I refused to be hurt by him again. After talking some sense into my head, I asked him for a divorce in other to escape being heartbroken like I was previously. Mathias tore up the divorce papers time and time again while also shutting me down. "Rylie, stop all this nonsense! Playing hard to get doesn't work anymore!" To show him that I was dead serious, I went ahead to file for divorce. Only then did he panic. He abandoned the "woman of his dreams" and came to my side. "Please give me a second chance, Rylie. I promise to do right by you. You'll be the only woman in my heart from now on. Don't leave me, okay?" A war broke out in my mind after this apology. On one hand, I didn't want to be hurt again. And on the other, I didn't want to let go of the man I loved so dearly. What should I do?!
Chandler Su who had cheated by her boyfriend then got drunk at a bar. To take revenge, she grabbed a man randomly and took him to the room. After a crazy night, Chandler found the strange man was a super handsome guy the next morning. Shy and shocked Chandler run away after leaving 150 RMB and scorning the man of his poor bed skills. However, she never thought the story would become so dramatic as the next day, she found out that the new coming president of her company was exactly the man she slept the last night! Worse than that, this new boss seemed very narrow-minded as he asked Chandler to come to his office on the first day.
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?