Unintentional desires (the billionaire heiress)

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; she should be grateful for the life she has. people like us have to fight tooth and nail just to survive, yet she has everything han

place where dreams come true for ambitious souls like mine. But today, it feels like a nightmare. I honked at the car

sunlight dances upon her flawless fair skin, creating an ethereal glow. Her golden brown eyes captivated me, sparkling with every passing look. Her lips, a perfect blend of warm peaches a

blaring sound of a Ford Victo

ini

ded all expectations. Memories flooded back of my father's rage-filled rants, his voice echoing in my mind, as he threatened t

I couldn't help but feel little in comparison to his imposing presence. As I attempted to soak in the moment,

ipate our entrance. Warmth and eagerness radiated from their eyes, which greeted me with familiarity and respect. It was a routine I had grown accustomed to after multiple visits. My father had

emained intact. A warm smile played on his lip as he acknowledged the passing employees, who in turn greeted us with a sense of familiarity and admira

sifying the connection between us. Caught in the moment, our lips met in a deep and passionate kiss, conveying silent understanding between us. I couldn't help but smile as I

ward or what??

to you right now" his

s like a nice start" I watched him deb

ded as he placed a kiss on my lips

ay" he asked his eyes fixed on the elevator number as it touched down on the fifth floor, the door suddenly open, revealing t

ach other. Positioned perfectly in between them was a sleek glass mini table, providing just the right amount of space for

receptionist table where she had been seated. A radiant smile adorned her face

ave her a radiant glow. My gaze moved to her outfit- a stylish ensemble consisting of a short skirt with a subtle slit, revealing a glimps

ed on me as curios

her, he could have just said my name without mentioning my father, once again,

fear In her tone as she tried to button the rest of the shirt, I wa

nt has been carefully chosen to create captivating surroundings that mirror his remarkable taste. As I settled onto the luxurious couch,

n and respect. Unable to resist the magnetic pull between us, I slowly rose from the plush cushions and took a deliberate step toward his desk, deliberately catching his

g between us, Emboldened by desire, I leaned closer, closing the gaps between our bodies. The

nfastening his blue sleeve buttons but Gustavo gently halted my advance, capturing my hand. A begu

ring?"I asked, loc

he replies, his att

e documents in

the elevator. Why would you start

y meant we had to sleep together" he re

k, Gemini. Let's st

se from my seat at the table, unsure of what to do or say next. Slowly, I make m

g today" I folded my hand and lea

ly funded project we have currently going o

e fuck, how will I get this done in a day, I have to be in school and currently my phone

I gathered the documents in o

consenting to you taking those docum

ou and my dad keep forgetting that, once am done with

as he yelled out my name. Mary the receptionist stood up and beamed m

t Gustavo, am not anybody pushover, and the better they know that t

ity, please" I ca

eeze flowed through me as I rolled down the window, and the warm sun rested on my olive skin, I felt a

ir" I handed

ave change with me,

n keep it" I smiled a

s it gifted me with a breathtaking view of New York at night, something many students will envy. As I stood eagerly in fr

e convenience of the elevator. With a melodious "Bing" sound, the door gracefully slides open, inviting me inside. Hastily, before

ith the keys, I desperately hoped to find Penelope either asleep or occupied with one of her numerous pastimes. Unlocking the door, I entere

disbelief, and I found myself frozen in shock. The overwhelm