She was a gorgeous woman working at the Seymour Group, a big media company.
She cared more about her makeup than her meetings with bosses. Even though she followed orders, she dreamed big about moving up in her career, aiming to be more than just a local TV anchor.
Her main goal was to have her own show and prove herself. One day, she got stuck in an elevator with the boss of the Seymour Group. She saw this as a chance to impress him. To her surprise, the boss, who seemed arrogant at first, knew her already.
His playful talk made her wonder if he was just killing time or trying to get closer to her. Little did she know, this meeting would change her life. They not only worked together but also formed a deeper connection that went beyond work.
Hadrian POV “Here he is—f**kup number one. Most people call him Hadrian.” My father’s offensive introduction amuses no one but him, and yet all of us standing around him pretend like it was fine. That’s what you do with men like him. He’s royalty, not because he’s worth being worshiped, but because he’s got the…
Who am I kidding? Nothing will change. Not with us. The man will never be happy with his offspring, even if he’s happy with his new wife. How can he be? We’re all half him, and the man is impossible. Lina might actually have a chance with him since she doesn’t share any of his…
“Losing my job?” My tone says yeah, duh, but that reaction came automatically. Once upon a time, I couldn’t imagine anything more awful. Now I can think of other things. Losing Brystin. That would be the worst thing in the world. “It’s not too late to switch gears.” Scott’s gone into full work mode. “You…
“You know, if you quit leaving before dawn, there might be less scandal to report on.” Shiloh doesn’t really care about minimizing fodder for the tabloids. It’s been a month since Hadrian’s faux proposal, and she’s annoyed that I’m still keeping him at arm’s length. Personally, the time alone has been good for me. I…
Shiloh rushes past me, presumably to powder Hadrian, but I’m betting she’s also hoping to exchange a word or two with him before I get there because she can’t stand not being involved. I’m grateful, actually, because it gives me a minute to get myself together, so that when I walk out to join him,…
Maybe, I trust him after all, because although I’m nervous about his answer, I’m not so scared that I didn’t ask. “It was. Yes. Definitely. You discovered what I’d done, and that didn’t sit well with you, but there were other factors at play as well. I, uh, ironically, fell in love with you in…
And yes, I scream. Mostly curse words, but I manage to personalize it with a few mentions of his name. Only then does Hadrian lower my h*ps, resting them over the console bet**en the seats. I watch him through a cum-colored haze as he tears off his jacket then furiously gets his belt undone and…
“Hadrian, what’s going on? Did you get robbed?” More likely, he’s moving, but this is the first I’ve heard about it, and an anxious pit grows in my stomach, wondering how I fit into whatever his plans are. “No, I didn’t get robbed. I made space.” He shoves his hands in his pockets—nervously, perhaps? Though…
“They’re not that vague,” I shout back. “It’s not going to give her any advantage to go that way anyway,” Shiloh adds, which is what convinces Grandpa it’s a losing strategy. “Then the girl needs to stop being so soft,” he says. “I’ve got money riding on this game.” Steele laughs from his lawn chair…
“Hadrian,” Brystin scolds, but she loves it. She’s practically glowing when I leave her to ambush my sister. “Whatcha reading?” I ask, snagging a deck chair next to her. “Smut,” she says, without looking up from her book. Her tone suggests that she doesn’t want to be bothered, and I quietly consider whether or not…