Bend Over His Desk:His secret Obsession
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"Sweetheart, do you like it when I touch you?"
"Yes... yes, I do, Mr. Steele."
"Who do you belong to, fiery one?"
"You... I'm all yours."
By morning, I'm his secretary.
By night... I'm bent over his desk, moaning his name.
He says it's just pleasure. Just business.
But his touch tells a different story.
I'm Sienna Ward-just a girl trying to survive in a cold world.
He's Dominic Steele-ruthless billionaire CEO, dangerously handsome, and secretly mine.
He's addicted to me-my lips, my body, my fire.
In his office, I wear a pencil skirt.
Behind locked doors, I wear nothing but his hunger.
But there's a catch...
He's engaged-to Clara.
My ex-best friend.
The senator's daughter.
The woman who once had my back... until she buried a knife in it.
Dominic's mother says I'll never belong in their world.
But what if I'm already carrying a piece of it?
I was supposed to be his plaything.
Now, I might be the mother of his child.
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Chapter 5
I slide the seat back for her to sit.
I know she answered Clara's call. I know she crossed the line by picking up while we were having sex - but I don't care. Besides, Clara is a pest I can't wait to weed out.
"These dishes look delicious..." she says, picking up her fork.
She looks breathtaking under the starlight - her blonde hair, blue eyes... everything about her is just alluring.
"If you want more, let me know."
"I'm not a glutton, Mr. Steele," she mutters, rolling her eyes.
"Never called you one," I say, wiping away a crumb from her lips.
In a world filled with chaos, whenever I'm with her... I find peace.
Sienna's POV
I walked hand-in-hand with Nic as we strolled quietly down the beach. My long sleeveless dress danced in the breeze. I could feel his stare - I turned to look at him.
"You're a beauty, Sienna - an art meant to be worshipped," he murmurs as we walk.
"Thank y-" I begin, when my phone chimes.
KEVIN.
"I'm sorry - I have to take this," I say, noticing the jealousy blazing in his eyes.
"Don't. Even. Dare," he growls.
"But-"
"But nothing, Sienna. If you still want that fucker to keep his job, don't pick it up. But if you want to test me... go ahead." He walks off, leaving me standing there alone.
What the actual fuck - he just showed me that side. That possessive, jealous side.
Nic, I've got you right where I need you... I smirked, walking after him.
The Resort Room
"Nic?" I call out. No answer.
I step onto the patio where the luxury jacuzzi sits. He's there - bathed in blue light, looking sinfully gorgeous. Pierced ears. Tattooed chest. Bulging muscles. Compared to him, Kevin is nothing but a pest.
I want to scream to the world to fuck off - he's mine.
I approach and slowly peel off my clothes, leaving only matching thongs.
His eyes drink me in as I lower myself into the bubbly water, hips swaying. Lust burns in his gaze like he can never get enough of me.
Reaching him, I wrap my arms around his neck and straddle him, brushing my lips against his skin.
"Are you angry at me?" I whisper in his ear.
"You're mine, Sienna. All mine. Which part of that don't you understand?" he growls, grabbing my waist and forcing me to grind against him.
"Ahh..." I moan. "Yes - I'm yours. All yours, Nic. No one else."
"Tell me Kevin is a pest, baby."
"Kevin's a pest. A nuisance," I breathe, moving my hips harder as I feel his length against me.
He crashes his mouth on my neck, then my lips - hungry, punishing... like he wants to brand me.
"Mmm..." I moan as he shifts my thong aside, pulls himself free, and slides into me.
"Ahh..." I cry out as I start riding him. Our moans fill the night air as the water splashes around us.
I ride him like a wild stallion.
Suddenly, his phone rings - Clara.
Then my phone buzzes.
"I'm going to kill you, bitch. Stay the fuck away from my man..."
- Clara
I only smirk as he rejects her call and focuses on thrusting up into me - consuming me like gasoline to flame. He moans my name like I'm a poison sent to destroy him.
The fact he ignored her... for me?
The line has definitely been crossed.
And I can't wait to rub it in her face.
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8.5
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"Suck my c^ck, Rosabella. That's all you're good at. A hopeless orphan can only dream of luxury. Keep your filthy mouth out of my affair...use it only to make me cum."
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Bella Hale has known suffering her entire life. Orphaned at sixteen, she survives on scraps and desperation. She does whatever it takes not to starve with only little dignity intact.
She envies the rich-people who seem immune to hardship and pain. Yet she promised herself that if she ever got her hands on one of them, she would never let go. She was done suffering.
Lucian Rodriguez is everything she should despise.
A cold, selfish, ruthless billionaire with little conscience and no mercy...
a man who knows how to smile for the world while keeping his darkness well hidden.
Their worlds collide when Lucian's four-month-old daughter goes missing... and Bella finds her.
Lucian offers no gratitude...and Bella refuses to let the opportunity slip. She demands compensation. Not just money, but security. A lifetime guarantee that she will never be poor again. In return, she will do whatever he wants. Her body. Her life. He can have it all.
Bella is taken into his world-strictly as a deal.
What she doesn't realize is that when you make a deal with the devil, you should never expect it to be fair.
And she will learn too late that being poor was far better than belonging to Lucian Rodriguez.
A deal turns into obsession.
Survival into desire.
Desire into Hate.
Hate into Love.
That love and commitment becomes the biggest and worst mistake.
Will Bella's desperate deal destroy her?
Or Will she become Lucian's destruction?
8.7
My husband Collin forced me to watch him with his mistress, Jaime, calling it my "education" on how to be a woman. This was my reality for months, even on our wedding anniversary.
He refused to pay for my mother's life-saving treatment, causing her death. Then, he let Jaime beat me so severely that I miscarried the baby I didn't even know I was carrying, leaving me unable to ever have children.
As if that wasn't enough, Jaime shattered my mother's urn in front of me and fed her ashes to a dog, all while Collin watched.
My mother's last words were, "Stop begging him."
She left me a number for my estranged uncle, a powerful man I barely knew.
When I called him, he sent a jet to bring me to London.
Now, I'm back. Not as the broken wife he discarded, but as the new CEO of his collapsing company, ready to take everything from him.
9.6
My fiancé kicked me out of his car on a deserted highway because his "sister" Krystle claimed her car had broken down.
He drove off with her and her daughter, leaving me stranded in the scorching heat without a backward glance.
While I trudged for miles through the dust, Krystle posted a video of him at the gala, captioning it "My Hero" as they laughed together under the fireworks.
I realized then that I was never his partner, just a placeholder he could discard the moment Krystle snapped her fingers.
I didn't cry, and I didn't call him to beg for an explanation.
Instead, I returned to our shared penthouse and took a pair of heavy tailoring shears to my custom wedding dress.
I shredded the delicate lace until it was nothing but a pile of ruined scraps on the floor, destroying the future we were supposed to have.
Then I blocked his number, packed my life into a single suitcase, and vanished.
By the time he realized Krystle had staged the breakdown to destroy us, I was already gone.
Three years later, he found me again-but I wasn't the same woman he left on the side of the road.
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9.2
My husband, a mafia underboss and a brilliant neurosurgeon, left me to die on the side of a highway in the pouring rain. He had to rush to another woman, his true love, who'd had a minor car accident.
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Over the phone, I heard the nurse beg him. "This woman, and your... this baby will die!"
His reply was ice. "Isabella is my priority."
He let our child die to save her from a minor risk. The ledger where I'd been keeping score of his sins finally hit zero. I was free.
Two years later, I've built a new life, a new career, and found a new love with a man who cherishes me. I'm no longer the broken wife, but a celebrated architect, nominated for a prestigious award.
And tonight, at the awards ceremony, he found me. He got on his knees in the middle of the ballroom, begging for a second chance.