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“Yes, Alex doesn’t need money. But don’t worry, I’ll confront him when we go back,” he reassured me. He then lay down on the couch, pulling me on top of him. The way he held me was both comforting and tantalizing. With his lips pressed against my collarbone, we both lost ourselves in the moment, forgetting that we had ever talked about Alex. The sensation was ecstatic as he tightly held my breasts against his chest, and I melted into a euphoric state. I could feel his body writhing with pleasure. With expert skill, he lifted me up and took my breast into his mouth, caressing it with smooth, gentle suction while his other hand explored the curves of my hips. Overwhelmed with desire, I cried out, “Oh, Ethan, please make love to me!” Without a word, Ethan pulled me close to his chest, supporting me with one hand while the other positioned himself for entry. With a firm grip on my hips, he began to thrust, deep and powerful, igniting a fiery passion within me. The intensity of the moment was almost too much to bear as we moved together in perfect synchronicity, our bodies locked in a dance of ecstasy. Ethan had taken me to new heights of sensual pleasure. Our intimate moment was abruptly interrupted by a knock at the door. Initially, we were lost in the intensity of our passion and didn’t realize it. But as the knocking grew persistent, we both became aware of it. I couldn’t help but curse under my breath, wondering who it could be. Eventually, I recognized the knock as that of Ethan’s team member. It was incredibly disruptive, and we both sprang into action. Ethan quickly got up from the couch, and I followed suit. He handed me my clothes and gestured towards the bathroom, while his phone started ringing. We scrambled to get dressed, all while the knocking continued.
15
ETHAN
As I opened the door,Mike informed me, in a professional and respectful tone, “Boss, they have packed their luggage and appear to be leaving the hotel. However, it seems they have no intention of returning to the city.” He went on to explain that he had made several attempts to contact me through my phone, but I had not responded.
I took a moment to regain my composure and responded, “Yes, I was sleeping.” Mike’s eyes wandered around the room, perhaps searching for Mia, but I quickly interrupted his focus, stating, “Mia is currently in the bathroom, and we will be leaving the hotel today.” After Mike left the room, Mia emerged from the bathroom, looking stunningly beautiful and fresh-faced. I couldn’t help but stare at her in awe. She noticed my gaze and smiled, but I quickly looked away, feeling a bit flustered. “We should start getting ready to head back soon,” I said, trying to compose myself as I walked towards the bathroom.
Upon our return to the office, I noticed Jack anxiously waiting for me. “What’s going on?” I inquired as we entered. “Alex has been calling nonstop, asking about you,” he replied. I looked at him with concern. “What did you tell him?” I asked. “I simply informed him that you were occupied with a case here in the office,” he answered.
“Alright, thanks,” I said as I began to dial Alex’s number. As soon as I placed the call, Alex answered with a prompt tone.
He inquired, “Ethan, I’ve been attempting to reach you for quite some time. What have you been doing?”
I responded with a sense of importance, “Yes, I have been preoccupied with a crucial case. As you know, It requires my undivided attention and focus.”
Alex asked, “Have you uncovered anything significant?”
With confidence, I replied, “Indeed, I have discovered noteworthy information.”
Surprised and intrigued, Alex eagerly probed, “Oh, really? I am curious to know more. Can you share it with me?”
“Of course,” I said, “If you have a moment, I would be happy to discuss it in detail at my office. I am currently available.”
Without hesitation, Alex confirmed, “Absolutely, I will be there in just ten minutes.”
As I concluded my conversation with Alex, Mia entered my office, her presence commanding attention. She asked, “Did you call Alex?”
I responded, “Yes, I have requested that he come to my office. He will be arriving shortly.”
However, Mia’s reaction to this news was unexpected, as she glared at me and stated, “I don’t want to face him.” Sensing her distress, I approached her, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
“Come on, Mia,” I said, attempting to calm her down. “He is your brother.”
Looking into my eyes, Mia expressed her unease, “I understand that, but he committed a crime.”
With empathy and understanding, I lifted her face up and assured her, “Do not worry, Mia. I believe he only took files from my personal library in my office, and did not engage in any other wrongdoing.”
Mia attempted to regain her composure, and after a moment, she nodded her head in acknowledgment. As a show of support, I gently patted her shoulder and advised her to calm down. She proceeded to move away from me and exited the room. Reflecting on the past events, from our fabricated engagement to our recent time spent together in town, I couldn’t help but notice a shift in my feelings for Mia. I found her to be more alluring and captivating than ever before. As I settled into my rotating chair, a small smile crept onto my lips as I reminisced about Mia’s recent outburst. It was all because I had mentioned that as a billionaire, I couldn’t afford a scandal, which she had misconstrued as meaning I couldn’t afford to be with her. Her emotional reaction had touched me, and I realized that my feelings for her were evolving into something more significant than before.
As I saw Mia weeping uncontrollably that night, I couldn’t help but feel anxious and concerned. The sight of her tears made me wonder what could have possibly caused her such distress in the middle of the night. However, when I found out the reason behind her tears, I felt a sudden surge of anger. Why couldn’t she understand the gravity of our situation? Nevertheless, now that I look back at that moment, I can’t help but feel a small smile forming on my lips. The memory of her tears and the reason behind these tears seem almost amusing to me now.
As I was lost in my thoughts, the sound of the door opening caught my attention. Alex entered the office calmly. It was unusual for him to open the door without creating a ruckus, as he always used to push it in a way that would interrupt my concentration. But today, he seemed composed. He settled down on the couch in my office room and asked, “What’s going on?”
I replied, “Nothing much, do you want something to drink?”
I offered him a drink, but he declined politely, saying, “No, I’m good. Thanks!” The conversation between us, best friends for years, had suddenly turned formal.
Alex asked me, “You told me that you’ve made some progress in the case. I’m just curious, what have you discovered?”
I met his gaze and responded with confidence, “Yes, I have finally uncovered the identity of the culprit who stole the files from my office.” He stammered out, "Who?"
In a nervous manner, and I maintained eye contact with him as I replied, “You.” The color drained from his face, and he began to fidget with his hands.
He stuttered, “What… what… do you mean?” and stood up from the couch, accusing me of accusing him. I quickly interjected, asking him to calm down and take a seat.
“I’m not accusing you, Alex,” I reassured him. “But I do have evidence implicating you in the theft.” As I stood in front of him, his nervousness was palpable, and the tension in the room was almost tangible.
