Unprofessional

Unprofessional

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"I can't have enough of you Gelma Moriaty." He muttered beneath his breath more to himself than her. Gelma swallowed the invisible lump in her throat. Watching his black eyes turn red all of a sudden. She staggered backwards but his strong hold round her waist supported her and so she couldn't trip and fall from the shocking sight before her. She knew there was something mysterious about him, she couldn't put her finger on it but she was a hundred and one percent sure he was far from humane. He stood dazed as he starred at her through his long lashes and his long bangs while pinching the bridge between his eyes. "Nathan...", her broken voice seemed to have jerked him out of his daze. He then realized he was no longer in his human form. He clenched his teeth and his fist until they were white. He grabbed her by her hand and pulled her to his room which was in his office. Once he dragged her in, he shut the door closed without touching it by use of his powers he had kept hidden for hundreds of years. Immediately the door went shut, he pinned her on the door and crashed his lips on hers. Jonathan Wallace a mysterious man and CEO of Wallace Corporation breaks his own rules and goes ahead and falls for his personal assistant. Things never go smoothly when in love, what happens when she discovers his biggest secret and becomes a part of it?
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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 It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication.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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