“What are you doing here?” Beatrice asked, clearly angry that he was there, but Ben was just glad that she had opened the door.“Making sure that you're getting ready,” he answered indifferently.“I'm not going if you didn't get that from our latest conversation.”He walked past her into her apartment, gently brushing her shoulder, and stared at all the bags he had sent her way.“What the fuck, Ben? You know what? It's even great because you can take all of your property from my apartment.”“They're all yours, if you didn't get that from our latest conversation too.” Ben turned to face her, a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.She couldn't believe that he was still being cocky after making her go through that hell.“Just get out then, I'll make sure to send them to the trash if you don't want them.” Beatrice fumed.“Beatrice!” He stopped her in her tracks when she tried to walk past him to her room or something.“What is it now?”She was backed up against the wall with hi
The hotel front was filled with paparazzi, and it was no surprise considering how huge and popular the family was. They had the largest number of properties in New York and had their hands in almost every industry there was.“Ben you came,” his mum said enthusiastically when they entered, and she hugged him almost immediately. His dad wasn't so smiley, though, and he just nodded to Ben.“Uhm… You brought your secretary?”“Yes, I thought it'd be fun.”“Mrs. Clarke, Mr. Clarke, congratulations on your wedding anniversary,” they all turned around as a petite but beautiful lady walked up to their table, and she had on the sexiest dress that Beatrice had ever seen. It made her inferior in some way.“Chloe, you came…" Ben's mum purred at the sight of her.“Of course, I wouldn't miss your anniversary for anything.”“Ben, you remember Chloe, right?”He turned to the lady, smiling half-heartedly, and Beatrice could tell that he wasn't having this whole gathering.“Of course, hello, Chloe.”“It
The party was over and Beatrice could finally breathe. It had been crazy meeting Santiago like that, but she guessed she would have had to meet him sometime later.“See you tomorrow,” she said when they got to her apartment building and she got off. He didn't bother to tell her bye or act all cocky like he usually did, and that hurt her for some reason.He was probably still angry at the presence of Mr. Santiago, but there was nothing she could do about that. She turned around to go in, and she pressed her door code when she got to her apartment.“Ah, you scared me!!” She uttered the moment she saw Mia in her house and Mia stared back at her startled too.“Did you then have to shout like that?”“Why not? An intruder came into my house.”“What is all this, by the way?” She pointed to the bags, and Beatrice tried to avoid the conversation.“Did you cook anything?”“Hmm, hmm, no, no, no, you aren't escaping this,” she was in her pajamas, which told Beatrice she was going to be staying ov
"What would you like?" Chloe asked as she went through the menu and he shrugged."Nothing, I already drank my coffee today.""You should still eat something since I invited you here, cake?"He shrugged again, and the waiter took their order for a red velvet cake with a cup of latte."So how are you doing?"He raised an eyebrow, "you brought me out here to ask that?""I just want to know how you're doing. It wouldn't hurt to know.""As you may have already seen, I'm fine."She scoffed, "still as cocky as ever. Anyway, can you guess what is happening next week on Friday?""What?"She was pretty excited about whatever it was, and he thought about it, "Your birthday?"She nodded and smiled, "I didn't think you'd remember.""I didn't remember, I only guessed. Well, good for you.""Thank you. You're going to come to the party, right?"He shrugged again, "I'm a busy man, Chloe.""But not too busy to attend your betrothed's birthday surely...""I've told you not to mention that, Chloe.""But
"Why the fuck do you always taste this good?" Ben cussed as he ate out Beatrice's, lapping his tongue in between her folds and sucking off every juice that oozed out of her."Ben please!" Beatrice begged in a shuddering state as Ben held her thighs in place with his firm grip, his hands were like metal weight on her.He slipped his tongue into her slit, taking her off the edge as her eyes rolled to the back due to uncontrollable pleasures.He had taken her up behind the desk, knowing fully well this was a work place, where they were not suppose to display their immorality but no one dares walk into CEO's office if they didn't want to lose their jobs.Beatrice's arms shook as she rested her hands on Ben's table as she widened her leg for her boss who was once her boyfriend.She never thought that fate would bring them back this far..."Aaaah!" She moaned out,
BEATRICE'S POV."Feep! Feep!!" Beatrice's alarm rang as she rested her head on the soft and squishy pillow with her lips parted slightly and her eyes closed.She laid on her stomach covering her semi-naked body with white sheets, drooling in her fantasy world dreams."Feep! Feep!!" The alarm rang again chirping into her ears as she rolled her back on the bed facing the ceilings and lazily opened her eyes."Feep! Feep!!" The alarm repeated."Fine!!" She groaned sitting up as she moved closer to her headboard and pressed the button on her alarm to dismiss the annoying words that has to remind her about getting to work early."I hate Mondays!" She squeaked frustratedly kicking her legs aimlessly on the bed before scraping off the white sheet from her body and walking into the bathroom in bra and panties.She stared at the mi
Beatrice crouched down to the ground level and hurriedly picked the file that slipped off her arm.Luckily, she didn't cause any attention as her boss was way ahead of her while the executives were busy talking to each other."This is not happening," She muttered lowly to herself as she closed her eyes and inhaled sharply before standing up erectly, holding the files and documents firmly in her arms as she breathed out.'He can't be the one everyone is talking about, right?' she questioned herself as she adjusted her jacket hanging comfortably on her shoulders.Beatrice looked up and gaze at the strikingly handsome man in a black suit as he stepped into her view.His blue oceanic eyes pierce through her skin like a sharp knife as he stared intimately at her while Beatrice stood frozen to her spot.'It's not him, it can't be... I must be dreaming, or mistaken
"Sir, what about your son? Why can't he be the successor of this company?" Beatrice asked as she followed Mr. Fin into his office while she tried to keep the tune of her voice in check, she didn't want her old boss to notice how fucking annoyed she was at the event of today.'Fuck! Why didn't I see this coming?' She thought to herself as Mr. Fin arranged his table before settling in his swiveled seat.The old bald man let out a sigh as he clasped his hands together before fixing his dark eyes on Beatrice.Beatrice stared at her old boss contemplating what he was about to say as she walked to the side of the table."He turned down my appeal to be the next successor of this company," Mr. Fin spoke softly with a tinge of sadness lacing up his wrinkled face."What?!" Beatrice burst more loudly than expected as Mr. Fin stared at her in dismay."I mean why? Wh-Why