Semua Bab My Husband's Billionaire Boss Shouldn't Know How I Taste : Bab 61 - Bab 70

[Alma]"Come in.” Mr Steele growled out, pushing his cock deeper into my pussy. My entire body froze. My heart slammed so hard into my chest as Zevyn pushed deeper into me like he hadn’t just fucking told my husband to come in.No… No, he can’t…I tried to say something, only to pause as a soft ding echoed through the room and the door pushed open.I could feel my heart ripping out of my chest, my hand curling tightly beside me as I ducked my head immediately, trying to shield my face with my long hair even when I knew it wouldn’t do shit.It’s over… fucking over.Tears burned the back of my eyes as I gulped hard, waiting for it… for the realization. For him to walk in and see his wife spread out for his boss, only for Zevyn’s voice to cut through again.“Walk in with your back to me unless you want to see your boss’s cock shoved into a woman.”My body froze. The door that had been creaking open earlier felt like it froze alongside my heart.Mason’s voice echoed behind the closed door

[Alma]My hand wrapped tightly around the cutlery as I picked up a piece of steak and brought it to my mouth. I took a bite, chewing slowly, but it tasted bland. Completely bland. Like I was chewing on a piece of cardboard instead of actual food.My nerves were all over the place as I stared at Mason seated across from me. My eyes lingered on him a second too long, desperately searching for something—anything—that would tell me if he had noticed what happened earlier.There was nothing.Not a single thing.His eyes remained fixed on his phone as he scrolled through the screen, a visible frown etched onto his face. The food in front of him sat practically untouched.I'd intentionally made this dinner the second I got home from work. I already knew what had happened a few hours ago, and the entire reason I was sitting here was that I wanted to know...I wanted to know if Mason knew.My grip tightened around the fork as I shifted my gaze away from him, biting down on my lower lip as anot

[Alma]"What do you mean you're traveling for a week?" Sienna asked for what felt like the hundredth time as I sank deeper into the soft cushion beside her. Elara shifted closer, resting her chin on her palm as she stared at me, curiosity dancing in her eyes. She hadn't spoken yet, but I could see the same question sitting on the tip of her tongue."It's just a short trip.""A short trip?" Sienna scoffed. "With your husband, right? Because I know for a fact you hate travelling alone."I swallowed hard, my lips pressing together as I searched for something believable enough to say. The lie came easier than it should have."Yeah... He wants to take me away for a bit. He said I've been stressed lately."The words tasted like vinegar in my mouth.Sienna immediately let out a squeal while Elara reached for my hand, giving it an excited squeeze."You're so lucky, Alma." Elara sighed dreamily. "Seriously, you have such a sweet husband."The compliment landed like glass in my chest."Exactly.

[Zevyn]I knew I was wrong. But I needed to be sure.Because there was no way this woman seated across from me could be the reason something inside me had shifted. There was no way she could have fixed what six years of therapy couldn't. Six fucking years of sitting across from people who swore they could help me, only for me to realize every single one of them was useless. I've relied on pills for nineteen years. Nineteen years of swallowing medication just to keep my head above water.My mind moved without warning, dragging me straight back to the one day I hated more than anything, and my entire body locked up. My jaw clenched so hard it hurt. My eyes snapped shut instinctively as the memories slammed into me like a freight train.Nineteen fucking years ago.The day everything changed.The day my life split into two.My fingers dug so hard into the armrest that the leather groaned beneath my grip. I could see it so clearly. I wasn't on the plane anymore. I wasn't Zevyn Steele. I wa

[Alma]He wasn't kidding when he said I should stuff more food inside me because he was going to be balls deep inside me for the whole eight hours.I'd barely taken the last drop of wine when he claimed my lips like waiting another second was impossible.I melted into the kiss, my legs straddling him as I kissed him back hard.I could still taste the wine he'd just had as his tongue dug deep into my mouth. I moaned, my hands wrapping tightly around his neck as I rolled my waist against him.My nipples tightened hard, a slutty moan slipping from my lips as he kissed me like a man starved.The image of Mason on the other side of the plane, oblivious to the fact that I was here, on the same plane, tongue-deep in his boss's mouth and ready to take everything he had to give, was driving me crazy."Urghhh."My eyes rolled back as his hand found my breast through the fabric of my dress. He squeezed hard, his fingers teasing my sensitive nipple through the thin material.I rolled my waist har