around them, unaware. Streetlights glowed softly, casting shadows that felt private, intimate. His car was parke
the door for her
could still leave. Instead
heir breath. The air felt too tight, too charged. His hands were
the fabric of his shirt open just enough to feel warmth beneath. H
hand made way between my thighs as a little moan escaped my mouth. His finger found way to my clit and there were fireworks. He moved slow and steady before I could take a blink he was moving very fast inside me. he quic
t expectation. For one suspended moment, i wasn't drowning in res
f them knew wh
ian
ed car windows, harsh and unforgiving.
n't Ser
t h
it wasn't her. Every memory of her, every longing he'd felt all week, crashed into him a
murmured, his v
, hair falling in soft waves over her face, lips swolle
ad, sharp. "Get
ion and hurt flitting acro
him that always calculated and protected himself snapped int
tever she wanted to say, and climbed out of t
t, anger, and frustration twisted together, a storm he couldn't contain.
o ease the storm inside him. His phone vibrated insistently on the marble coun
from Jonas ma
ummoned immediately to the estate." Adrian's pulse spiked. His gra
m silently as the car cut through the quiet night streets to the family estate. The fami
ncense, a quiet attempt to mask tension. Adrian's gaze swep
younger
rogance. Always eager to undermine Adrian, he'd spent more time
k for twisting words, planting doubt in the boardroom, an
ough to cut through anyone who challenged her. She had always kept a ledger of eve
lf beside the armchair like royalty. She had spent years quietly lobbyi
eminding Adrian he was "spoiled" and never truly earned anything, and Aunt Margot, mani
, every subtle look of resentment-it all added up. These peopl
rey-haired, precise, voice measured li
here to execute the last will and testament
ened. Every e
hree hundred million dollars,
, each word a hammer
ares, contingent upon marriage with
e company, plus a modest
ck in the father's small ventu
along with the summe
s, to be managed at her discretion, with a small annua
al estate and trust funds earmarked for
and legacy were never simple. His grandfather had left him the lion's share but with conditi
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