Good for Business

Good for Business

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"Don't talk to me in that tone" He said in a demanding voice "Or what? What will you do?" she asked leaning over on the table. There was a look in her eyes he couldn't quite put his finger on but he wanted to see her reaction. He wanted to see her squirm . He leaned forward on the table and got close to her face "I'll fuck you so hard you won't be able to sit nor stand for a week " he said in a husky voice. Her reaction was one he didn't expect." then do it, you must admit there is something arousing about the idea of fucking someone you're not supposed to " Alessandro De Luca, Crazy Rich, Sexy hotelier and Heir to the De Luca Empire is supposed to be mortal enemies with Reign Calloway , Rich, sexy hotelier and Heiress to the Calloway Empire. As the saying goes 'there's a thin line between love and hate' and behind closed doors a steamy, illicit, platonic love affair goes on between the two but as fate would have it the relationship becomes not so 'platonic' when each party develops feelings.
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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