CeoxAssistant|gxg|slowburn|15 years age gap He leaned over her desk for fourteen minutes. Amalia didn't remember his name by the time Nadia was done with her. "What's his name?" "I don't knowww" Amalia whined. "Good girl." She wiped the smudged lipstick from Amalia's mouth with her thumb like a statement. Then walked the entire length of the office, poured water, walked back. Set it down. Amalia looked at it. Looked at Nadia. Raised both shoulders toward her ears and turned her face away. "You're being ridiculous, Amalia." But Amalia didn't budge. Nadia picked her up. Sat back down with Amalia settled against her, tipped the glass to her lips, kissed her once between every sip. Unhurried. Like this was completely reasonable. It was the most spoiled thing Amalia had ever allowed. She allowed all of it. "More." she said when the glass was empty. "Brat." "Your brat." Nadia didn't answer. She didn't have to. She just went to get more water. Amalia Peters. 20. Never carried her own bag. Never pumped her own gas. Never eaten a meal that wasn't placed in front of her like an offering. Beautiful. Brilliant. Completely aware of both. Then June took her parents and left her in a house so quiet she talked to empty chairs. She got a job not because she needed money because the silence was unbearable. She pouted through the entire interview. Got hired anyway. Nadia Crane. 35. Looks 25. Stopped being flattered by that around thirty. On paper - CEO. Empire builder. Never raises her voice. Off paper - cargo that moves at night. Contracts nobody signs twice. A stillness that has ended careers, companies, and at least three men's entire futures. She runs several companies. Only some are legal. She watched Amalia Peters sigh at a waiting room chair like it had wronged her ancestors. And hired her on the spot. Her parents spoiled her. Her boss ruined her beyond repair. #1 in spoiled. #1 in intersex. #1 in gl. #1 in lesbianlgbt #1 in sapphic

Sometimes, home isn't a place-it's a person. Amara Lune has built her life on movement-between jobs, between dreams, between people who never stay long enough to matter. At twenty, she knows how to survive. How to smile when she's exhausted. How to make everything look lighter than it feels. What she doesn't know... is how to let anyone see what's underneath. Isadora Laurent has spent years perfecting stillness. At forty-two, her world is controlled, structured, and carefully untouched by anything she cannot manage. Success came easily. Control came naturally. And love-love became something she learned to live without. When their worlds collide, it isn't dramatic. It isn't instant. It's quiet. A conversation that lingers a little too long. A presence that becomes difficult to ignore. A connection neither of them planned... and neither of them knows how to handle. Because Amara doesn't stay. And Isadora doesn't let people in. But somewhere between distance and closeness, between restraint and longing, something begins to shift. And for the first time in a long time- they both find themselves wondering what it might mean... to finally feel at home.

you're just too good to be true... can't take my eyes off of you.

Valentina has her life together. She works, she hustles & she stays in her lane, Chicago taught her how to mind her business and protect her peace. He's the kind of man people recognize without introductions. Not because he's loud but because his name carries weight. They come from different sides of the city They weren't supposed to cross paths. But once they do, it's hard to pretend nothing changed. Loving him isn't simple. And in Chicago, nothing ever is. Sincerely, Valentina.

Corporate lawyer Erin Walters arrives in the small town of Henderson, Illinois, to close one final deal before her new life in New York begins. Bobbi-Jo Cauldwell has spent her whole life fighting to keep the farm she loves. They were never supposed to fall for each other-too different, too far apart, too complicated. When Erin leaves, it feels like the end of something that never had a chance to begin. But some loves don't disappear just because you walk away. The Long Way Around is a quiet, second-chance romance about timing, distance, and choosing love even when it doesn't make sense. 🌈 Lesbian Romance • Age Gap • Second Chances • Slow Burn ✔️ Completed - 17K Words

"I like you." I roll my eyes, even though I can't help but blush. "Don't be dumb." "You gotta stop doing that," he takes a step forward. I take two steps back. "Doing what?" Suddenly, I'm out of space. Taking advantage of our close proximity, he places his arms on either side of my face, backing me into the wall. He licks his lips; his crystal blue eyes bore into mine, trapping me under their spell. "Doing things that make me want to kiss you." ━━━━╝✹╚━━━━ It's finally the end of the school year and 20 year-old Imani Williams is happy to put her sophomore year of college behind her. Recovering from a breakup, she accepts an offer from her roommate to stay with her and her family for the summer. As if summer wasn't hot enough, Imani meets a stranger that rocks her world. When a simple encounter turns complicated, Imani has to decide if she's willing to pay the price of forbidden love.

Imani Robinson is 22 and used to surviving on her own. Stripping pays the bills, but the stage is the only place she lets anyone get close. In her world, love is a luxury, trust is a risk, and men are just customers. Silas Greene is 25 and born into violence. As a ruthless mafia lord, his name carries power, fear, and a trail of bodies. He doesn't believe in love-only loyalty, control, and consequences. But when Silas sees Imani, he doesn't just want her. He needs her. He doesn't care about the rules. She doesn't want to be owned. Too bad neither of them gets a choice. this story contains explicit sexual content, strong language, and emotionally intense scenes. please read at your own pace and comfort level. this is your final content warning moving forward.

Armani King is a successful and seemingly untouchable woman in the political playground of Washington, D.C. She runs a thriving charity organization, her twins are preparing for college, and the icing on the cake is her marriage to famed Congressman Nathan King. But behind the polished façade, her marriage is falling apart. Everything shifts when Nathan launches his reelection campaign and hires Minah Savoy, his new PR manager. Minah is sharp-witted, ambitious, and fearless-a young queer strategist who is exactly what Nathan needs for a successful run... and exactly what Armani never knew she needed for herself. From late-night conversations behind closed doors to whispered declarations in the sanctity of Minah's bed, to the full-blown public scandal that threatens to unravel everything, their journey forces them to confront the truth, their identity, and their courage. A Scandal With the Press is the story of two Black women fighting for joy in a world that thrives on tearing them apart, and learning that loving openly might be the bravest act of all.

Dr. Danielle Stevens doesn't do vulnerability. At twenty-nine, she's earned her place at the front of the lecture hall-sharp, composed, and untouchable. Her past is buried under layers of dark clothes, academic acclaim, and the rules she never dares to break. Until Alexandria Johnson walks into her classroom. Alex is everything Danielle tries to avoid-fiery, unpredictable, and disarmingly perceptive. At twenty-four, she's a graduate student with a tragic past, a fearless voice, and a habit of challenging authority. Including hers. What begins as subtle tension-glances held too long, words layered with meaning-spirals into something neither of them can ignore. But desire this dangerous comes at a cost. And some stories were never meant to be written. A slow-burn sapphic romance about power, restraint, and the pull of the one person who sees right through you.

Alexandra Abernathy is used to getting what she wants, and when she wants it. She's top of her class, a great daughter, hard worker and always up for a challenge. But when her new neighbor forgets to buy blinds before moving in, she sees his girlfriend pleasuring him on his couch. Turning her subtle glances into lustful stares. However, self control was always easy for Alex, so asserting boundaries should be easy. That was until, she finds out her neighbor also happens to be her new teacher... All Christian Cole wanted to do was help out his aunt, by becoming a substitute teacher in her absence. So working as an architect remotely shouldn't be a challenge. However, when moving into a new luxurious neighborhood, his eyes are immediately caught by a girl next door. Her tan legs, curves of her body, thick hair, and contagious laugh has got him in a tight chokehold. But when he realizes the girl in his lustful dreams, just so happens to be his smartest and most enticing student, things become messy... !! Please read disclaimers 🩷 this is a piece of fiction !! -special thanks to those who told me to keep writing, and those who supported me along the way. The comments and the special dm's truly made a difference. I hope you see this as a love letter to you. Sincerely... thank you.