She gulped as she looked at him, hard eyes stared back at her, remembering their past, but also telling of the body she knew lay below his suit, she could feel him even though they were a desk apart. She saw a boy with arms wide open, but he was powerless to the seasoned tycoon that sat in front of her. "What are you doing here?" he asked, almost inaudibly, not that he would ever repeat himself. She was the first witness to his passion for business, his first taste of success, his command of attention and amusingly, still her body.
Outside of his office, she had basked in his rich, husky laughter, now she basked in the anger radiating from him as he glared at her and fisted his hands till his tan skin showed white knuckles. She drank in the sight with deep satisfaction, glad to have affected him. She let his heated gaze flow through her, welcoming it as she portrayed nonchalance and indifference, prepared for the inevitable argument. She could be sarcastic and provoke him, even then, he was a beauty that she loved to observe. She hated him, but she could not deny his aura that called to her, she could refuse it, but no, she could not deny it. Yes, he deserved, any tongue lashing that she could give him but those intense eyes, quickly darkening from grey to green warned her to choose her next words wisely. "Pleasure to see you too sweetheart"
Three years had passed and only now did his walls begin to show the faintest of cracks. And he called her a mass of contradictions, yea right. Nathaniel would never change. Everyone has a motive for their actions. Everyone seems logical to themselves. Everyone is wrong and right. Everyone deserves a happy ending, just not a cliche.
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"Can you check this file, there's an error in it." She pushes a file towards me. At this point I am sweating. Lord just give her a gun already.
I concentrate on the file hoping to quickly spot the error. From the corner of my eyes I see her looking at me, standing up next to me.
Like right next to me. Like her leg touching my chair.
"Did you find it yet?" Her whispery voice sounded right next to my ear, causing me to shudder a little.
"N-not yet." I said, my voice now definitely sounding rough.
Her hands find their way to my shoulders causing me to glup audibly.
Her left hand starts to move south, over my arm, to the side of my torso and then-
To my painfully hard cock.
She moans in my ear softly, causing my dick to twitch.
She starts planting butterfly kisses on my neck and it automatically tilts to give her more access.
"You're so hard, Zeb." She moaned. And fuck me that was the most beautiful sound my ears have ever heard.
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ZEB ARRINGTON
Adorable, hot, and innocent these three words could describe Zeb. But it doesn't help in making a living, does it? Especially not the third one.
At 25, with no job and career, Zeb is fed up, but what happens when he gets a job, of an 'assistant' that too for none other than THE cold-hearted and rude, Aveline Andruzzi who also happens to be REALLY sexy and also doesn't have time for this 'romance bullshit'?
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AVELINE ANDRUZZI
The billionaire entrepreneur, with a persona that makes people shake in their shoes. People are afraid of her and that's how she likes it, men kiss the ground she walks on, and why wouldn't they? She is THE epitome of hotness, with a figure that can wake the dead. It's really hard for someone to catch her eye and trust me when I say 'really fucking hard'.
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❝ "I told you, you're mine. I don't pick up catfights, Zeb. I don't have time for that childish shit." she whispers, sending blood running straight to my cock. ❞
Trigger warning 18+
Mature content
Cover by Ren T