Seduced By The Boss Brothers
After only one drink, she gave in to my intense blue eyes and thick black hair. It worked out well that we met at the hotel bar, where my twin brother Frank and I were having a good time.My brother and I inherited my father's company, while our priority is find an asssistant for both of us, to enjoy the pleasure of sex.
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Chapter 11
We both helped her up once she was done, and walked towards the house as she took ragged breaths. We walked into the house and locked the doors on the lower floor and headed upstairs where we showered. Bella White started on her own but both Mark and I joined her as he stepped behind her and cupped her breasts. I reached down to stroke my cock as I watched him kiss her neck before I walked forward and dropped to my knees to taste her pussy with my tongue. Even with the water dripping down her thighs, I could taste her release from earlier and I found her clit with my teeth, drawing it into my mouth as she whimpered. I kept stroking myself as I looked up to see Mark pinching her beautiful pink nipples as I tugged at her.
Bella White was a weak mess by the time we left the bathroom and carried her to the bed. I looked at Mark and he nodded with understanding as he walked to the luggage for the soft binds that we'd bought to surprise her. I was kissing her as Mark tied her arms to the headboard, making her eyes widen as she groaned. "What's this?"
"You're ours tonight," he told her as I kissed her again, tracing down her body with my hand as she shivered. I made my way down her neck before I reached for a condom, sliding it over my shaft as I looked down at her.
Mark
I watched as Frank pulled her legs to his shoulders and started to fuck her. I'd shot off in my shorts making her come on the beach but I'd be ready for more soon as I watched her eyes flutter with the force of his thrusts. Bella White was on the petite side but she took us both so easily, asking for more all the time. I knew that she was going to come when she started shaking, her perfect breasts rocking with the fucking. She screamed Frank's name as he groaned and stilled for just a moment, triggered by her tight pussy.
I watched him drop beside her on the large bed, breathing deeply as he reached for the cold beer on the night stand.
The windows were open to let the ocean breeze inside of the room and I stalked towards her, flipping Bella White onto her stomach. She moaned as I pushed her to her knees and reached for another condom. She was still wet from Frank as I took her, closing my eyes as her wet heat surrounded me.
This was bit off the plan for us, but the house was empty and we had a long weekend off. Bella White easily agreed and this way we would not have to hold back. I could make as much noise as I wanted to, slapping her pale ass if I wanted to and letting her know how hard that I was coming. It always had to be contained in the office and we all knew that there was some suspicion around the office already. Frank and I weren't too concerned since we already had reputations but we didn't want Bella White blacklisted if she ever wanted to leave. She was a strong worker outside of the sex and if she ever chose to leave, we didn't want her to have a difficult time finding another job.
Bella White was great in bed but we all knew that it was just sex.
We spent the weekend alternating between sex and swimming, eating whenever our bodies demanded the fuel. It seemed like the time flew before we were driving back into the city, dropping Bella White off at her apartment.
Frank and I took our stuff to our rooms before we showered for the night.
Work was tomorrow and we needed some rest after the weekend, dropping into bed. I played back the best moments in my mind, seeing Bella White's face as she came screaming for us. We had more surprises that just tying her up and she loved the toys that we used on her, one busy with that while the other pleasured her in other ways.
It was one of the longest running affairs with one woman for either of us and I grew curious as to whether or not that was becoming more than sex for anyone. I did not do relationships and Frank was wired the same way, although I could see him settling down before I did.
He was up before me, making coffee as I came into the kitchen dressed for work. The house seemed so quiet and I looked around, hoping that Mom and Annabella were having a good time.
We left for the office and went straight to the inside, getting everything ready inside. The building was coming to life and I listened to the voices floating down the hallway, relieved that we had something of a private area
We did hear the chair outside of the door and grinned at each other. Bella White appeared at the door, greeting us softly as she walked inside, dressed in a black dress with heels. "Good morning," Frank replied as I smiled at her. There was something on her face that made me frown and she closed the door and sat down on the couch.
"I have some bad news," Bella White told both of us, looking at the floor.
"My grandmother is ill and my mother wants me to go with her to see her. It looks like we don't have a lot of time left with her. I don't know how long that would be and I don't expect you to hold my job for me."
"You're leaving?" I asked as she nodded, finally looking up.
"I have to. My family is close and I need to be there for Mom and Grandma, not to mention the others." As good as Bella White was in bed and on the job, I did know that her family meant a lot to her. "I don't want to end this on bad terms, though."
Frank cleared his throat and I glanced at him. "We lost our dad recently and we understand. You have been an amazing employee.and more, but it would never be a bad ending."
"Really? I appreciate that so much," Bella White told him as she looked at us. She looked so relieved and I let out a breath. "I can contact you if we're back anytime soon, assuming you have this opening. The trips to Japan usually last a long time, though."
"Don't even worry about that. We are willing to send you off with a letter of recommendation if there are no openings here. You'll be fine. Focus on your family."
Frank spoke again and I sat down and looked her over, remembering all the good times. It was a perfect mess and I wondered if we could find it all again with someone else.
Unfortunately, Bella White had to resign rapidly and she was gone that day. We sat in the office after she left and Frank worked on the computer while I replied to some emails. "It was great having an assistant. Think we should get another one?" I asked as he paused to give me a long look.
"Another woman, you mean?" He pressed as I nodded.
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9.3
My husband promised me forever, but gave me endless lies. On our anniversary, I found his secrets on social media, exposed by his mistress. He didn't just break my heart; he broke my entire world.
Seraphina sat alone in her opulent mansion, preparing their anniversary dinner, feeling the suffocating weight of her cold, hollow marriage.
An Instagram post from Tiffany Sloan then brazenly revealed Harrison's hand at a romantic dinner, shattering his flimsy excuses and exposing his blatant infidelity.
The betrayal turned Seraphina's despair into cold resolve. He gaslighted her, dismissed her pain, and reminded her she was "nothing." He chose his mistress over her dying brother, caused her to break an ankle, and finally abandoned her on a desolate street corner, stripped of dignity.
How could she have sacrificed her entire violin career for a man who so casually discarded her? Under that bridge, her foolish love died, leaving only a fierce desire for reclamation.
Shivering and alone, a faded flyer for a violin teacher caught her eye. It was a defiant whisper of her old self, a promise: Seraphina Vanderbilt was gone, and a new Seraphina was finally free.
8.8
Rumor has it that Edward Hawthorne, the world's wealthiest man, is engaged to a woman from an equally illustrious family.
Yet those closest to him whisper about the first love he's been chasing for more than ten years.
But as far as Alice Sterling is concerned, neither the fiancée nor this mysterious "first love" really matters. Her formidable boss, Edward, is already married-and completely devoted to his wife.
He gifts her jewels worth millions without blinking, personally selects her presents from exclusive designer boutiques, and carefully plans intimate candlelit dinners.
If that's not love, what is?
Except.why do those multi-million-dollar necklaces keep finding their way to her? And why is the scarf he supposedly bought for his wife now wrapped around her neck?
As the soft candlelight plays across his sharp features, something clicks inside Alice.
It turns out the spoiled, pampered wife of the billionaire tycoon.has been her all along.
7.2
Stepping out of the women's correctional center, Karli took her first breath of freedom in three years.
But the luxury SUV waiting for her didn't bring her home. Instead, her adoptive parents tossed a prenuptial agreement onto her lap.
They demanded she marry a violently unhinged, disfigured man so their company could secure a massive commercial deal.
When she refused, her adoptive mother slapped her hard across the face.
The blow brought back the suffocating nightmare from three years ago—how they had drugged her, framed her for a crime she didn't commit, and sent her to prison just so her stepsister could steal her fiancé.
Now, to break her again, her adoptive father ordered his bodyguards to drag her into the estate's freezing, pitch-black basement.
"You can rot in the dark without food or water until you sign that paper!"
Sitting on the damp cement, bleeding and shivering, a white-hot fury burned away Karli's panic.
They had stolen her youth, her reputation, and her grandfather's inheritance. She would rather die than be their sacrificial lamb again.
She smashed the basement window with a hammer, dragged her bleeding body through the shattered glass, and sprinted blindly into the stormy night.
Under the flickering neon sign of a convenience store, she grabbed the sleeve of a terrifyingly cold stranger.
"Are you single? Marry me right now."
She just needed a legal marriage to escape her family, entirely unaware she had just proposed to the most ruthless billionaire in Chicago.
8.2
One night was supposed to be her escape. After catching her ex-boyfriend in the arms of her treacherous stepsister on her twenty-first birthday, Valerie sought the only mercy she could find: the numbing sting of alcohol. But the morning brought no peace-only a shattered spirit, a body marked by a stranger, and a memory wiped clean against her will.
Months later, Valerie is a woman reborn from the wreckage, landing a high-paying role at the prestigious Noir Group. But the dream quickly shifts into a polished nightmare. Her new boss is Ellan Noir-a ruthless CEO whose name commands the city and whose eyes hold an unmistakable, familiar darkness.
When a mistake in the executive lift threatens her career, Ellan offers a devil's bargain: a contract of total submission. To save her best friend Nora's failing heart, Valerie must become his private property, bound to his beck and call 24/7. As office politics bleed into a dangerous game of obsession, Valerie realizes the man who rules her career is the same shadow who owns her past.
Dragged into his world of chaos, Valerie discovers a truth that changes everything She decides to collide with Ellan's business rival y get revenge until she realises she is carrying his child. As she struggles to survive the predators in the Noir family, Ellan fights for his life in a hospital bed. With a baby's life hanging in the balance after a lethal post-birth injection, Valerie must decide if she can save the man who broke her-or if their twisted fate will end in tragedy.
8.4
Running from her father's rejection, Isabella arrives in London determined to start over, only to walk straight into temptation and danger. Her obsessive ex is waiting at the airport. And the stranger from her one reckless, unforgettable night in New York is now her new billionaire boss.
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"Hello, Isabella." Mateo Rossi's voice is low, smooth, and dangerously familiar, sending heat curling through her before she can stop it.
She freezes. He leans back, eyes dark and unreadable, lingering on her just a little too long.
"I never knew Nathan had a daughter like you," he says softly. "All grown up." Relief floods her.
He doesn't recognize her. Not the girl from that night. Not the one who lost control in his arms. Or he does, and he is choosing to pretend. Because Mateo watches her like she belongs to him. He tests her, corners her, pushes her past every limit she thought she had. Doors close.
Tempers snap. Boundaries blur. And Isabella realizes something far more dangerous than her past catching up to her. London was never her escape. It is his world. And this time, Mateo Rossi has no intention of letting her walk away.
8.1
I was just a cleaner making fifteen dollars an hour, scrubbing floors to hide from a past that haunted me.
But when I walked into a billionaire's pristine penthouse, the suffocating visions hit me again. I saw a woman brutally murdered in a room that had been bleached spotless.
I called 911, and that brought the one man I had spent three years running from right to my door: NYPD Captain Kelvin O'Brien.
The patrol cops wanted to lock me up because I found the hidden blood too fast. To avoid a psych ward, I had to pretend my horrific supernatural visions were just brilliant deductive logic.
I had to physically endure the phantom sensation of the victim's throat being crushed and poison burning her stomach. All while Kelvin cornered me, demanding to know why I abandoned him and my title as the department's greatest asset, "The Oracle."
I didn't want to look at dead bodies anymore. I didn't want to feel their agonizing deaths. Why couldn't they just let me disappear?
But when the victim's wealthy husband walked into the precinct with a smug smile, ready to get away with murder, I couldn't stand it.
I forced myself to relive the victim's dying moments, guiding Kelvin to cut open her decomposed stomach to find the diamond ring she had swallowed.
"We have your blood inside her stomach."
His perfect alibi was shattered. But when we found an underground syndicate token hidden in his wallet, I knew my quiet life was over.