Mr. Alex was engrossed in his paper, when he heard a knock on the door. He looked up to see Erasmus stomping his feet on the ground as he approached his direction."Why are you overworked Erasmus?" Alex asked."That new chef of yours is and idiot. He watched as Mia insulted me today and I think he must have poisoned her heart to make her act rude." Alex closed his book and looked at his brother for a second."Do you really think Mia would be silly to listen to that chef? I know Mia very well and I don't think she said any of that due to the chef's influence." He dragged a cup that was simply afar and placed it in his front."Mia has loud mouth and even though she gets silent most of the time, I cannot deny the fact that she can be rude." He pulled out a drink from the shelf and poured it into the cup."You don't have to worry about her anyways. I heard one of the suitors would soon arrive to request her hand in marriage and I cannot simply wait to give my blessings." Alex finished off

The brunette gave a loud keening cry, her second climax more sudden than the first. Then she promptly fell into a state of bliss that was accompanied by sleep at its heels. Leonard however, was alert, and he got up from the bed, his skin glistening with a sheen. Unbothered as he was, he prowled from the edge of the bed to the bathroom, jumping into the shower to rinse off the traces of sweat and sex on his body. Despite his leisurely pace however as he finished off, the gears in Leonard ’s mind were as always, constantly turning. Just as he was buttoning up his white shirt, there were two quick raps on the door. Leonard noticed the girl stir as he called for the person to enter, and he spared her a glance, her body exposed to the world for all to see. However he felt not a hint of empathy as one of his men walked in. The girl gasped in horror, and quickly fumbled for the covers in a long attempt to cover herself. Leonard paid her no attention, instead focusing on the man who gave

About an hour after she had locked eyes with that mysterious, dangerous looking man from the warehouse, Maria now sat atop a bed, feeling uncertain of the direction her life was going to take. She recalled the last moments before she was carried out by the same men that had pointed guns at her and her brother, and took her to this room. She didn’t even know where she was. “Keep her until I come,” she had heard the man - the men’s boss? - ordering them. “And don’t touch her. Not one hair on her fucking head.” It had to be the boss, because he looked like no other man she had ever seen in her life before, and the strip club had given her a lot of experiences when it came to trusting her gut instinct. That man… was dangerous. A predator. As soon as she was summarily shoved into the room and heard the door lock, Maria had been feeling a great sense of numbness. She still had no idea what she was doing in this situation; were it not for her damned stupid brother who dealt with these s

He didn't utter a word, neither did he let her go, even as they moved past a bunch of employees who nodded slightly to his presence before continuing their work. They crossed the hall leading to Leonard's office and he slammed the door shut the moment they got in, trapping her with his presence. The warm glow of the sun which seeped into Leonard's office from his floor to ceiling window must have added to the heat erupting from her body because she was almost at burning point and the air condition in his office did nothing to placate her emotions.He crossed over to his mahogany desk, leaning against it with his butt, before pulling her in front of him. Without breaking eye contact with her, he rolled up his sleeves deftly, revealing strong muscles— an evidence of his daily morning workouts. Her lips parted in astonishment to the sight before her, especially as his muscles flexed on reflex and she gulped, unable to tear her gaze off them. Warmth enveloped her and her never-endings st

Leonard reached for her bare sex, stroking her clit softly, and her legs tightened against him. He brought one finger against his lips, tasting her juice for the first time, and he pulled her up, positioning her sex in his face. He brought his face down, and the moment his tongue trailed on her clit, Matilda lost it. She shuddered against his lips, a wave of orgasm hitting her, but Leonardheld her in place. He lapped her juices, twirling his tongue over her, sucking her dry. He found her hole, and he pushed one aching finger into her, earning a moan from her. “Fuck.”“We’ll come to that.” He worked in and out of her, and she arched her body, her nails digging into his back. He increased his pace, pushing two fingers into her, and Matilda convulsed under him. He lapped her fresh juices, sucking her to his heart’s content. He brought his mouth to her lips, allowing her to taste her juices. Very gently, he grabbed her jaw, kissing her hard— the pressure from his mouth was a contrast wi