Second Chances Under the Tree?

LL

o meet, my heart pounding harder than the bass shaking the walls.

en, I

arance took me by surprise- too refined, too elegant, a

raightening my back and summoning a confid

ng his head to meet my gaze w

he seat across from him and crossed

d slightly, but

ies," I continued. "I came here f

prised look, but

down, and it slid off my shoulders, leaving me

y to his lips as his e

standing tall in front of him.

en halfway to his lips. Then, as if coming to his sense

nd setting me down on the table. His eyes locked on mine for

coursed through me as his hands trailed along my

traced the edges of my bra. With a flick,

pping my breast with his hands while

is pants, and I gasped when

, feeling my pussy dripping alread

ked on mine, slowly pulling off my panties befo

dick this big before. Well, I ha

me. I let out a loud moan, biting my lower

en increased his pace. My head wanted

e he fucked me made the pleasure e

ut my dress back on. What did I

you?" I asked as I

amused by the ques

pen, and a woman stormed in. "Who the he

aken aback.

doing here?" she repeated. "This is m

, trying to make sense

uring toward the man who now looked

or. "Wait a minute. Thi

his is 121. Didn't yo

with humiliation. "You knew, didn't y

ng smirk still plastered on his face. "I tried to tel

I screamed at him. "W

st the couch. "Would

he was right. I'd been too focused on

!" I spat, grabbing my ba

trying my best to keep my voice steady. "Sitting there like some smug, arrogant ba

there with that smirk on his lip

e. You probably get your kicks from letting women embarrass t

t waver. "Are you done?" he ask

creep who doesn't deserve a shred of decency. And your name?

e he was holding back

r at him. "You don't get to laugh, you sm

rms, leaning back casu

rowl, grabbed my bag, an

ng a final glare over my shoulder. "Mark

hed me leave with that madde

******

AST

ine today, leaning back in the oversized leather chair and trying to

I still wasn't thrilled about i

r CEO," he said, grinning as he sat in the chair across from me. "What's wi

ffee. "Let's just say I h

tell. You don't usually look this

g across my face as the memory su

st story he'd ever heard. "You let her go off on yo

ing. I don't think I've ever let a woman order me around

e never seeing her again, though. So snap out of it. You've

me. Did my father really have to transfer you to an

Besides, you've got a top-notch assistant comi

ttered, taking ano

t, and not the kind to let you slack

ded at the door. Lucas grinned, ge

, and when I saw who walked in, my co

was

n from t

eyes widened when she saw