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Chapter Eight; I want you so much
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*Third person POV*A shocked gasp escaped Briana's lips as Anderson sprung up to his feet and swept her off hers in one swift motion. She found herself effortlessly lifted and placed on the table, her breath catching in her throat as she stared up at him with wide eyes, her heart racing with exhilaration.With a boldness that left her breathless, Anderson gently but firmly parted her legs with his sturdy hands, stepping in between them with a confident stride. As he closed the distance between them, the skirt of her dress rode high, exposing the smooth curve of her thighs, and a rush of heat flooded Briana's cheeks as she felt his touch against her skin.His hand slid against her thighs with a tantalizing caress, sending electric currents dancing along her nerves and igniting a fire within her that she could barely contain. With each passing moment, the tension between them grew, thickening the air with anticipation as they teetered on the edge of something unknown.“Anderson, wait–”
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BRIANA I felt hot, hotter than I'd ever felt in all my life. Anderson's lustful gaze washed over me, pinning me in place as his eyes silently studied my expression. He increased his pace as he ground against me, and I let out a shaky moan, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as the rush of sweet ecstasy clouded my mind, making me breathless as I trembled against him. “You weren't always this sensitive,” he observed in a soft whisper, his hand reaching out to gently caress my cheeks. “Seeing you like this is driving me crazy.” Oh, if only he knew how close I was to the brink of insanity. “Ahh…” a gasp escaped my lips as a tantalizing shiver ran up my spine. Anderson's free hand had slid against my open thighs, venturing into my most sensitive part. I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth as I suppressed a moan, feeling his fingers press against my core with only my lace underwear acting as a barrier. “Fuck, I can't wait any longer,” Anderson growled, his patience slipping as he
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“You look stunning, my lady,” Celine beams from beside me, seemingly more excited about my outfit than I am. The young girl has a peculiar way of speaking, like she has spent most of her time among royalty, but I could tell from her calloused hands as she applies the finishing touches on my makeup that she was raised in a harsh world.I look down at my own hands, hands that had once slaved in hard labor. Now, they look smooth and spotless, but I know very well what these hands have gone through.“Thank you, Celine,” I smile at her, meeting her bright eyes through the dressing mirror.“You're welcome, my lady. I'll go inform the chauffeur that you're ready to leave,” the young girl says, offering a small curtsey bow before heading for the exit.Once she's gone, I let my gaze sweep my reflection. I am dressed in a tailored, navy blue pantsuit that speaks volumes of understated elegance and professionalism.The blazer is cut to perfection, fitting snugly around my shoulders and cinched sl
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After Anderson's declaration, he wordlessly turned to me, ignoring the pointed stares everyone threw our way as he grabs my wrist and ushers me away from the set.“Anderson,” I called after him, almost tripping on my own feet as I struggled to keep up with his pace. But still, he doesn't stop, not even bothering to look my way.I looked around us, the whispers getting louder as we passed a few employees on our way out.This was bad; the news of our marriage was supposed to remain private. It would have served me better if everyone in the office didn't know I was the boss's wife, especially when I wasn't really his wife.Now I'm sure the news will soon spread like wildfire. I had caught sight of a few employees taking pictures and videos of the dramatic scene on sight. I predicted it would surface on the internet, gaining thousands of views and putting me in the hot spotlight.I internally cringed at the thought of my face appearing on blog posts. It was already hard coming to terms wit
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“So you're the wife huh?” my brows furrowed in confusion as our impromptu guest casually approached me, eyeing me from head to toe with childlike curiosity shining in his eyes. But then, Anderson steps forward, protectively standing in front of me. Both males faced off, silently staring at each other as if to pass a secret message. “Hmm?” The stranger named Daniel arched a brow as he observed Anderson's reaction, rocking back and forth on the heels of his shoes as his lips split into a mischievous grin. “Ah, forgive my manners.” He shakes his head, his expression shifting to one of remorse as he glances between me and Anderson. “My name is Daniel Ross.” He starts, looking over Anderson's shoulder to meet my wary gaze. “I'm Anderson's beloved Best Frie–” “Business associate.” Anderson cuts in, giving Daniel a stern glare which he returns with a nonchalant eye roll. “You really gonna do me like that?” Daniel says to Anderson, taking a step back as his hands clawed at his chest. His
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