Patrik sighed, releasing me, and my body reacted to his distance. He seemed to struggle with his own thoughts, and I felt foolish being drawn into his seduction games.“Then allow me to resign, Mr. Morgan. It will be easier for both of us!” I clenched my fists, irritated, and turned my back, ready to leave.I opened the door, feeling the heat of his body behind me, something hard brushing against my butt. Patrik pushed the door forcefully, closing it and making me shiver. Grabbing my waist, he pulled me, pressing our bodies together.“I didn't give you permission to leave!” His voice was ruthless and authoritative. “Never turn your back on me again, apprentice.”“And if I do?” I turned to face those furious eyes. “I'm not your plaything, Mr. Morgan. I'm your employee, and I'm tired of you trying to dictate my life...”He didn't let me finish speaking, capturing my lips fiercely. Lifting my hands above my head with surprising ease, he raised one of my legs and slid his skilled fingers

Patrik's heartbeat seemed to quicken, his body radiating heat, creating an atmosphere charged with desire. With one hand, he squeezed my breasts, unbuttoning the buttons of my shirt, letting the fabric fall to the side. His nail played under the fabric of my bra as he continued reading.“His caresses on my groin made my body shiver, and his kisses on the sides were a tease I wasn't prepared for. The sensations were completely new to me, and my body was craving for more,” he described, whispering in my ear as he held my waist, his erection brushing against me.“Miss Lis, I appreciate how you apply yourself as an apprentice,” he murmured, his hands finding my breasts and gently squeezing them, sliding under the bra fabric. Tilting my head to the side, I made room for him to explore more of my neck, feeling him nibble on my ear while one of his hands delicately wrapped around my neck, lifting my chin.“Mrs. Elisabeth,” he whispered, lifting me and sitting me on his lap, our bodies touchi

“There was no reason to suspect; Heloise had no idea that you came to the old mountain to find a shaman in search of your soul and healing,” Greg defended himself, releasing a sigh shortly after. “Speaking of which, have you made any progress with that?”“I know you're skeptical about this; believe me, I was too until a few years ago... I've been feeling better, more revitalized, and without pain, but as the shaman said, my fate is already sealed!” I put my hands in my pockets, leaning against the cold wood of the cabin.“I'm sorry, my friend!” He squeezed my shoulder in a comforting gesture, his eyes heavy with sadness.“Don't worry. And about the wanderer, what did you find out?”“Well, he said he was hired by a mysterious and elegant man with a heavy accent,” Greg explained. “He was supposed to keep an eye on Elisabeth. It seems the interest was solely in her. The man wanted to know why she was in the area, who the man accompanying her was, and if the guards were anyone from intell

I went up to get my notebook and the documents about lawyer Phill before we left to return to our city. During the journey, we discussed the company, the writers, and the evaluation of their scripts, highlighting the points we needed to improve in the stories. We also reviewed the steps of the movie production with our star writer, maintaining an animated conversation throughout the trip.In the late afternoon, we stopped in front of my building. As I got out, Patrick lowered the car window to get my attention.“Miss Elisabeth, behave well this weekend and rest a lot, as we will be traveling on Monday morning,” he said, smiling provocatively and signaling for Greg to drive away.“What did he mean by 'behave'?” I asked myself as his words echoed in my mind. The elevator was strangely working, and the lobby seemed to have undergone a renovation, with security guards at every point. “Did I enter the right building?”I looked around, surprised by the change. The receptionist greeted me wi

POV: PATRICKAt Greg's insistence, I ended up giving in to the stupid idea of going to a new club, acknowledging the sincerity of his concerns.“Involving her like this will only hurt her even more. We've received more traces from your past... This woman went through hell at the hands of her ex, and he seems to be a complete psychopath!” my friend emphasized.These words echoed in my mind, fueling a growing anger in my chest. How could they do so much harm? Hell!We arrived at the club and headed to the VIP area, being greeted by the owner, a familiar face to Greg. His presence caught my attention, but it was my sweet and sensual secretary who captured my gaze. She was wearing a tight black dress that accentuated the curves of her slender body, drawing the attention of several men, including mine. The neckline highlighted her beautiful and rounded breasts, which I had already had the pleasure of enjoying. Excitement was present; Lis stirred me in a unique way. Clearing my throat, my f