LOGINCara's POV."I believe Mr. Hudson represents the future we all want to invest in," Tony's voice boomed across the boardroom table, steady and commanding.I sat at the front, with my legs crossed neatly under the table. The leather chair felt cool and firm against my back. The air in the room carried the rich scent of fresh coffee from the silver pots on the side cart and the faint, expensive cologne worn by the men around me. My notebook lay open in front of me, pen poised, but my mind already spun faster than any meeting notes ever could.Hudson leaned back in his seat at the head of the table opposite Tony. He was in his late fourties, sharp-featured with silver streaks in his dark hair. His tailored suit hugged his broad shoulders perfectly. Power radiated from him like heat from a fresh cup of espresso. The presidential election was getting real close, and everyone in this room knew he was the strongest candidate. His eyes scanned the room with calculated charm."Thank you, Tony,"
Tony's POVI was taken aback at first, then I kissed her back. Perhaps that's what I need to cool off tonight. Her lips pressed firm and warm against mine. They tasted of her lipstick and the red wine from earlier dinner. In the moment, the heat came up as we kissed, moving slowly toward the bed. Our feet shuffled across the thick carpet. My hands roamed her back, feeling the silk of her nightdress.I unbuckled my belt fast. The metal buckle clinked loudly in the quiet room. Then I zipped down fast. The zipper sound cut through the soft piano music still playing low from the hidden speakers.She dropped on the bed, smiling low. The bed dipped under her with a soft creak. "Juliana," I murmured, my voice rough.Right there, I pulled her nightdress up. The silk fabric bunched around her waist, smooth and cool against my palms. Her breasts spilled out from the top of the nightdress, full and exposed in the golden light. I stood at the edge of the bed, my feet planted firm on the cool
Tony's POV."You're back early," Juliana, my wife who sat down, facing the mirror, doing her night makeup finally said something the few minutes that i walked in to my room.The bedroom door clicked shut behind me with a heavy sound. The room smelled of her expensive face powder and the faint floral scent of her perfume that always hung in the air like a soft cloud. Soft golden lights from her dressing table, lit up the space, casting warm reflections on the large mirror and the wooden floors.I walked across the thick carpet, my shoes sinking in with each step. My body felt the full weight of the long day, muscles tight in my shoulders and back.I gave a quick glance but I didn't say anything. I set my suitcase down beside the bed with a dull thud, then removed my watch and cufflinks, placing them on the nightstand. The watch band left a faint red mark on my wrist. I rolled my neck slowly, hearing a small crack."Is everything good at work? You look downright flushed." She said, reall
Cara's POV."How were you able to convince that dick head to still work with us?" Tony blurted out as soon as we got in his office, collapsing on his chair. "Tell me,"The wooden door clicked shut behind us with a solid thud that echoed in his large office. Tony dropped into his big leather chair, He let out a long breath, his shoulders sinking back as the chair rolled slightly on the smooth floor.I stood in front of the desk, now back in full secretary mode for the rest of the day. My heels pressed firm into the soft carpet, keeping my posture straight and professional. I folded my hands neatly in front of me, the fabric of my skirt smooth against my legs. A faint smile played on my lips as I watched him."We just had a small business talk," I said, not willing to drag as I'm out of ideas. My voice came out calm and even, like it was the most normal thing in the world. I kept my eyes on his face, steady and unblinking.He gave me a sharp gaze, totally not buying that. His eyebrows p
Cara's POV"Who are you, really?" He asked, his voice still shaky.I pulled up my bag, removing the files that I need, moving fast as I don't have time. The leather strap of the bag felt cool and smooth against my fingers. Papers rustled loudly as I yanked them out, the edges brushing my palms. My heart was beati steady and strong in my chest, not racing, just focused like a machine."Does Tony know what you do? Huh!" He pressed further, his voice rising a bit, breathing hard. His chest heaved under his crisp white shirt, and I could hear the quick, ragged pulls of air through his nose."Keep it down," I hushed him, so busy, my eyes searching for the right documents. My fingers flipped through the stack with quick, precise movements, the paper edges whispering against each other. I blamed my stupid ass for not sorting it down earlier. I stacked back to order, setting my bag down with a soft thud on the floor. The sound made him jump hard, just from the popping of my pen as I clicked i
Cara's POV“This is your first time meeting the CEO of Fontana Corps,” Tony said softly after a long period of silence. He kept tapping on his screen during our long drive to the exclusive five-star Italian restaurant. The car smelled of fresh leather and his expensive cologne. The engine hummed low beneath us, vibrating gently through the seat.“Don’t feel intimidated,” he added, exchanging glances with me while still busy on his phone. His fingers moved fast across the screen, the blue light reflecting on his tired face.“I’ll do my very best as promised. I won't let you down,” I said earnestly, smiling sweetly at him. I sat straight in the soft leather seat. My hands rested calmly on my lap. The cool air from the AC brushed my legs, raising tiny goosebumps.“Don’t take this too hard on yourself,” Tony replied, his voice steady but tired. He sighed and rubbed his temple with two fingers.The car rolled smoothly along the road. My mind stayed sharp. Every second of this drive was ano
Adrian's POVI pushed the door to my office open so hard the heavy wood slammed against the wall with a loud bang that echoed through the hallway, my chest rising and falling fast. Sweat stuck my white shirt to my back, cold and clammy. The anger burned hot in my veins like liquid fire. My jaw clen
Cara's POVAdrian dropped me hard onto the bed. My back hit the bed with a heavy bounce. The cool silk sheets felt so smooth and slippery against my hot, sweaty skin. I crawled backward slowly, biting my lower lip. A low chuckle escaped my throat as I watched him. My body already throbbed with raw
Cara's POVI stepped into the Valenti Royale Casino and the loud music hit me like a wave. Bright lights flashed everywhere. The air smelled of rich perfume, whiskey, and sweat. I wore the black lace mask. It covered my eyes and the top of my face but left my red lips and jaw open. The thin ribbons
Cara's POVHot water poured over my head in heavy streams, drumming against my scalp and running down my neck and back. Steam filled the bathroom, thick and warm, making every breath feel heavy and damp. I stood still under the strong spray, my eyes closed, letting the heat sink deep into my sore m







