London's POVAs I reached for the door handle, I heard a gruff voice from behind me. "Hey, where are you going?"My heart sank as I turned to see George standing there, a look of confusion and concern on his face. I didn't want to see him, didn't want to talk to him. I just wanted to be alone, to wallow in my own misery. I forced a smile, trying to appear composed. "I just...I need some air," I stammered, my voice breaking."But there's no need for it again," I said and walked back into my room not giving him an audience. He rapped on the door again, and I let out a huff of frustration. "What do you want?" I snapped, my patience wearing thin.He gave me a look of mock offense. "Is that any way to greet your husband in the morning?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I could feel my temper rising, and I fought to keep it in check. "Just go away, George," I said, my voice wavering. "I don't want to talk to you right now.""Oh, come on now," he said with a laugh that sounded m
London's POV"Paris," Mrs. Katz said, looking up from her plate of food. "I wanted to let you know that you'll be starting your new position at the company tomorrow."I could feel my heart sink as she spoke. I had hoped for a few more days to prepare myself for the new job, but it seemed that fate had other plans. I mustered a smile and tried to sound enthusiastic. While Paris had a wealth of experience working in companies, I had never set foot in an office. I had no idea what it would be like to report to a boss, to work alongside colleagues, or to deal with office politics. "That's great news, Mrs. Katz. I can't wait to get started."But deep down, I was feeling anything but excited."From now on, you should address me as Mother," Mrs. Kartz said, her voice warm and comforting. "You're more than just an employee, you're part of our family. After all, you're married to George." "You can't change a leopard's spots," Sophia sneered. "You might have married George, but you'll always
London's POVAs I walked into the office the next day, my head was spinning with thoughts of the private investigator I had hired to look into my sister's death. I was so preoccupied with my phone, checking for updates from the investigator that I didn't see the lady walking towards me. We collided, and I dropped my phone."I'm so sorry," I apologized, helping her pick up her things. But as our eyes met, I felt a jolt of recognition. "You!" I exclaimed, my voice rising in anger. She flinched, her face turning pale with fear. I had seen her before, I was sure of it. But where? And why did she look so afraid of me?I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew her from somewhere. She looked like she was about to bolt, but I needed to get some answers. "Please, don't go!" I said, reaching out a hand to stop her."Please, just leave me alone!" she cried, her voice shaking with fear. She scrambled to her feet and ran as fast as she could, but she tripped and fell again but quickly stood up and
Paris's POVIt had been a week since I had been forced to flee my home, leaving everything and everyone I loved behind. I had slept on the streets, like a refugee, surviving on scraps and the kindness of strangers. I missed my old life and my family with a longing that was like a physical ache in my chest. But I knew that if I went back, I would only put them in danger. It was better for everyone if they believed I was dead."Get out of my store!" the shop owner yelled, her eyes wide with fear. I could see myself reflected in the shop window - my clothes were dirty and tattered, my hair was unkempt, and my eyes were red and puffy from crying. I must have looked like a madwoman, or a thief, to the shop owner."Please," I begged, "I'm just looking for a job. I'm not a thief." "You're a thief!" she shouted, picking up a stick and brandishing it in my direction. It was a familiar scene - I had been chased away from countless stores and businesses in the past week, all because of the way
London's POVIn the past few weeks, everything had been going surprisingly well for me. My performance at the office shocked everyone, including George, Sophia, and Mrs. Katz. They had all been taken aback by my sudden improvement, and it was clear that they were impressed. But, as always, Sophia couldn't help but show her disdain for me. Her hatred for me was palpable, and I could feel it in every glance she sent my way. I hurried into the room, not bothering to knock, and almost collided with George's naked body."Oh!" I exclaimed, quickly turning my head away. "I'm so sorry! I didn't realize you were in here." My face was burning red with embarrassment. How could I have been so careless?He wasn't home when I had arrived earlier that evening, and I had no idea he was even in the house. I had assumed he was still at work. George, however, seemed unperturbed. "It's alright," he said, calmly gathering his clothes from the floor. "Why should you apologize for seeing my husband naked
Rosa Kart's POVAs we drove home, my phone rang. It was one of the board members, calling to commend Paris's performance during the last meeting. I felt a pang of jealousy and resentment. I had chosen Paris because I thought she was naive and easily controlled. But now, she was proving to be more capable than I had anticipated. She was becoming the Star that Sophia had never been."Take me to the exclusive inn where Oliver and Sophia are staying," I snapped at the driver. My anger was boiling over, and I needed to confront them."Yes, ma'am," the driver replied, making a U-turn and heading in the opposite direction. I sat back in my seat, seething with rage. As the car pulled up to the gate of the estate, the sound of thumping music grew louder. I could feel my frustration building as we neared the source of the noise: Sophia and Oliver's lounge."How long am I going to have to deal with this?" I mumbled under my breath, my patience wearing thin. It was clear that they were not going
Charlotte's POVHis strong hands gripped my waist firmly, his fingers tracing along my hips, down my thighs, and back up again in a slow, purposeful motion. I let out a soft moan, my eyes fluttering closed as I gave in to the sensation. My body felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with anticipation as he explored my curves. I could feel the heat building inside me, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable."Take it easy," I moaned. Slowly, he drew me closer, his breath hot against my ear. I was lost in the moment, completely captivated by him and his touch.“Your eyes on me while I pleasure the life out of your pussy,” he commanded, and like a predator hunting for its prey, his fingers caressed my throbbing front slowly as I took a deep breath. Still with my eyes closed, I inhaled his scent, and it took me to another dimension of pleasure when his hands tickled my throbbing fronts.“Eyes on me babe... I'll pleasure you more than he ever did!” His voice echoes in my br
Oliver's POVEver since I first laid eyes on Charlotte in our family mansion years ago, I had been smitten. But it wasn't just her beauty that captivated me; it was also the challenge of winning her heart. I knew George had set his sights on her as well, and I was determined to beat him to the punch. I wanted to claim Charlotte as my own, not just because I was attracted to her, but also to show George that I could get what I wanted, even if it meant playing dirty even if she was his then."Take it easy, love," I gasped, as her lips moved skillfully up and down my dick, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. I tried to focus on the sensations she was creating, but it was difficult to think of anything but her touch. I had never felt anything like this before, and I was completely at her mercy.She seemed to sense my growing urgency, and she slowed down, taking her time to tease and tantalize me. I could feel my self-control slipping away, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold o