“Would you like me to take Elisabeth to a warehouse? Only then will you release my children...” She trembled.
“Are you sure he has your children?” I furrowed my brow. A cunning man wouldn't be foolish enough to kidnap children, which could attract the attention of the police or the press.
“What? Why would he lie?” She spoke in shock.
“To scare you and make you do everything he orders!” I took another step forward, standing in front of the gun. “He's using you; let me help you.”
“No, you're lying!” She shouted, cocking the gun. “Back off!”
In a quick move, I disarmed her by hitting the gun under the handle, making it jump and fall to the ground, along with the cell phone I had inadvertently dropped in the action. Caroline hurriedly crouched down, trying to reach the gun. I kicked it back towards Greg, who promptly picked it up and aimed it at the nurse.
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POV: ELISABETHI woke up with a start, looking around and trying to identify where I was. Had I fainted? The room was luxurious, with dark walls and soft lighting from crystal chandeliers. The imposing furniture stood out, featuring a large canopy bed with a dark wooden headboard. The room was decorated with classical artworks, an elegant fireplace, and exotic collectibles. As I got out of bed, my feet touched a Persian rug, reinforcing the atmosphere of luxury and mystery.I looked for my heels but couldn't find them. Carefully, I opened the door and heard male voices. Following the sound, I reached the stairs and noticed two men conversing while drinking. Greg was the first to notice me and whispered something into the CEO's ear before leaving.“I'm glad you're awake,” said Patrick, extending his free hand toward me. I descended the stairs and was led by him to the sofa. “Are you feeling better?” I nodded, still a bit nervous. “I'm sorry for getting you involved in all this mess…I..
“Thank you.” I walked behind her, watching her from head to toe for any signs of danger or hidden weapons. I never imagined that the nurse from the nursing home could be one of his pawns in this game!Opening the door, I saw my grandmother sitting, staring out the window, clutching a blanket.“Grandma?” I went towards her.“Elisabeth?” She looked at me, surprised. “My girl, I thought you had died in the car accident. I'm so glad God didn't take everyone from me!”I smiled gently. Her mind wasn't in the present, but her heart still felt the pain and despair of losing me.“I'm fine, Grandma. We are safe and together.” I kissed the top of her head and sat down in front of her. “How are you feeling?”“Like a truck ran over me.” She smiled gently, closing her eyes and inhaling deep
POV: PATRICKI transported the nurse's family out of the country, using my contacts to ensure their protection. The bastard always seemed to be one step ahead, and to make matters worse, Heloise was back in Seattle, ready to play.“Forbs, I need you to contain her for now!” I nearly shouted over the phone, furious.“Patrick, if I could control my siblings, don't you think I would have done it already without bothering you?” He sounded fragile over the phone, sighing. “I'm sorry you guys ended up like this. I didn't expect my sister to be as sick as our mother.”“Unfortunately, old friend, she seems worse to me. She's lucid in her actions. I'm afraid Heloise's only mental problem is her obsession with me.” I clenched my fists. “What is she doing in Seattle?”“She acquired 40% of Forbs News Times shares.” Coughing, he cleared his throat. “My mind isn't what it used to be, Morgan. I need you to prevent them from taking over everything I fought to achieve. Stop Heloise and Celdric, take o
“No, it won’t change anything!” I lifted her, throwing her over my shoulder. Lis let out a startled squeal in response. “Shh, if you wake your grandmother, I’ll spank that lovely butt of yours.”“Patrick Morgan, put me down... You act like a caveman when you do this!” Struggling, she bit the back of her thighs, provoking a delightful moan from her.“Oh, Lis... That sound is much better!” I teased, carrying her to my room and into the bathroom, where there was a large hot tub facing a floor-to-ceiling window, offering a beautiful view of the landscape.I set her down gently. Elisabeth looked around, surprised, and amazed.“Wow, you’re very rich!” She turned to me, embarrassed. “Sorry, did I say that out loud?”“You did, but that’s not exactly what I wanted to hear from you, loud a
POV: ELISABETHI spread soap on my arms, keeping my eyes fixed on his. Patrick seemed strangely troubled by his past, which set off alarms in my mind.“Just a man with no direction in life...” he replied, lowering his gaze and taking the sponge from my hands, kissing the tips of my fingers. “Let me help you.”Turning around, Patrick pulled me between his legs. I leaned my head on his shoulder, allowing myself to feel his gentle touches caressing my skin, which shivered wherever his fingers passed, massaging.“We both try to hide our past.” I sighed with my eyes closed. “I understand you don't want to talk, but I hope you understand that I have fears about not knowing who you are completely... Loving you, giving myself entirely, and being so hurt that I can't piece myself back together.”“Lis, I would never hurt you; I would never raise a ha
My heart raced as I walked towards CEO Patrik Morgan's office. My friend Mandy had inadvertently sent the file of my book to our boss, sparking his interest and putting me in a delicate situation. I feared that if it was discovered, we could lose our jobs, and there was a lot at stake.As an amateur writer playing the role of an executive secretary at Seattle's largest book publisher, this position represented a dream full of opportunities. However, I didn't feel ready to reveal the contents of my secret book. It was a different kind of romance, with an approach that intensely explored physical contact. The thought of my boss possibly reading that made me blush with every step.Standing in front of Patrik Morgan's door, I stopped, staring at the handle, trying to gather courage. The idea of grabbing my things and simply leaving, leaving everything behind, crossed my mind. However, as I bit my lip, I remembered the heavy bills from my writing course. A cold sweat ran down my forehead.
I glanced around quickly, aware that we were beyond the conventional boundaries of the office. The luxurious surroundings and soft lighting highlighted the tension of the moment even more. I sighed deeply, feeling the weight of the situation, but a part of me also recognized a flicker of challenge ignited within.“I...” I began, hesitant, but his intense eyes silenced any words that might escape. I continued reading, diving back into the intense narrative that, somehow, now merged with our reality in that office committed to secrets and desires.His eyes sparkled with daring as I took out my notebook and opened my book. My skin blushed with shyness, and I bit my lip, feeling my boss's perceptive eyes examine every little detail of my reactions.“Mika entered the nightclub, determined to bury the wounds caused by an ex who had hurt her deeply. Inside, she encountered a promising young man willing to guide her through overcoming pain and fears. Pleasure then became her refuge." My voice
I didn't recognize my actions; desire guided the moment. He smiled, lifting my leg and keeping it pressed against his hip. His hand slid up my thighs, reaching my wet pants. With his finger, he caressed the fabric, teasing, tracing the edge of the lace, and pressing against my groin. My intimacy throbbed, craving his direct touch, but, strangely, he pulled away, gripping my neck and pressing me against the wall.“Do you feel all of this? This excitement, this need for touch, teasing, and desire for more?!” Patrik leaned close to my lips, running the tip of his tongue along my upper lip. “This is what readers desire—to feel the touches, even if only in their imagination; they want their minds to make their bodies yearn and pulse with excitement!”Then he let me go, stepping back and leaving me stunned in place.“What?” I asked, confused.“Write about this and present me with a better chapter by tomorrow after work. You will be trained by me every day until I feel you have met my expect