Amelia's POV
I woke up to an empty bed, Ethan nowhere to be found. Maybe he'd already left for work. A wave of relief washed over me; I was grateful he hadn't touched me.
As I lay there, I couldn't shake off the feeling of shame. At 40, I'd never been touched by a man. My focus had always been on work, building my parents' companies after they retired. I was now in charge of everything.
But I knew I couldn't keep my virginity forever. Ethan would eventually want to sleep with me, and I couldn't avoid it.
After my morning routine, I prepared for work. Downstairs, I met the driver, Greene, who would be taking me to the company. We exchanged greetings, and then we were off.
Upon arriving at the company, I was met with my worst nightmare: Ricardo Gonzales. I'd been trying to avoid him, and yet, here he was. What was he doing here?
I pretended not to see him and walked towards my office. But he followed me, calling out my name. I ignored him until we reached my office.
"Good morning, Mr. Gonzales," I said, trying to sound calm. "What brings you here today?"
He smirked, his intense stare making me feel hot. "I need something," he said, his voice low.
I tried to maintain my composure. "This is an office, Mr. Gonzales. I'm not sure what you're insinuating."
He took a step closer, his eyes locked on mine. "I think you know exactly what I'm talking about, Amelia," he said, his voice dripping with menace. "I need something from you. Something that will break and ruin you for other men." Before I could say anything he kissed me fiercely, and I couldn't resist. We both started fighting for dominance. My brain was telling me to stop, but my body said otherwise. After a moment, I came to my senses and pushed him away. He was smirking, like he hadn't done anything wrong.
"Get out, Ricardo," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
He chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I love your fierce look. Getting hard to get, are we?"
He held me by the cheek, his touch sending shivers down my spine. "Just know that I own you, and I'm the only one who gets to touch you."
With that, he released me and walked out of my office, leaving me feeling shaken and disturbed.
As I stood there, trying to process what had just happened, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Ricardo's kiss had left me breathless, but it had also made me feel vulnerable and exposed.
I couldn't believe I had let him kiss me like that. I had always been in control, always been the one to call the shots. But with Ricardo, I felt like I was losing my grip.
As I tried to make sense of my feelings, I couldn't help but wonder what Ricardo wanted from me. Was it just sex, or was there something more to it?
As I sat at my desk, trying to focus on my work, I couldn't shake off the feeling of Ricardo's kiss. It lingered on my lips, a constant reminder of the way he had made me feel.
I tried to push the thoughts aside, telling myself that I was being ridiculous. I was a grown woman, after all. I shouldn't be letting a simple kiss get to me like this.
But as I looked around my office, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Ricardo's presence still lingered in the air, a reminder of the way he had taken control.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. I needed to focus on my work, not Ricardo's games. But as I looked down at my papers, I couldn't help but wonder what he had planned next.
Would he show up again, unannounced and uninvited? Would he continue to push my boundaries, testing my resolve?
I didn't know, but I was determined to be prepared. I would not let Ricardo get the best of me. I would take control of my life, no matter what it took.
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Ricardo's POV
I couldn't sleep throughout the night, my mind was consumed by her. After my morning routine, I drove to her company, knowing she wouldn't be in the office yet. I waited for her, my eyes fixed on the entrance. Thirty minutes passed, and then I saw her - my woman.
She pretended not to see me, but I followed her upstairs anyway. I reveled in the way my presence affected her, her subtle trembles and avoiding gaze. I couldn't wait to claim her.
I told her I wanted her, and she knew it. She wants me too, but she's trying to avoid it. Her lips felt like heaven when I kissed her. I knew she'd never resist me.
She tried to stop me, and for a moment, I relented. But I had to make one thing clear: "I own you, and I'm the only one who gets to touch you." I left her thinking, the memory of our kiss still burning between us.
I called Jeff to dig up some dirt on Ethan Thompson. Something about that old man didn't sit right with me. He's got a business empire spanning multiple countries, but I still can't shake off the feeling that he's hiding something.
I recall the way he looked at Amelia during the wedding. It made my blood boil. I'll destroy him if he ever lays a hand on her. And I'll make it crystal clear to Amelia: nobody touches her except me.
As I walked out of Amelia's office, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I had made my move, and now it was up to her to respond.
But as I drove away from the office, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I had only scratched the surface. Amelia was a complex woman, full of secrets and contradictions. And I was determined to uncover them all.
I thought back to my childhood, growing up on the streets of Naples. I had always been driven to succeed, to make a name for myself. And I had done just that, building a business empire from scratch.
But despite all my success, I had always felt like something was missing. And then I met Amelia, and I knew exactly what that something was.
I wanted her, body and soul. And I would stop at nothing to get her.
As I pulled into my driveway, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. I knew that I had set something in motion, something that would change everything.
For a 40-year-old woman who's never been touched, her reaction was... intriguing. It only makes me crave her more.
And I couldn't wait to see what happened next.
For a 40-year-old woman who's never been touched, her reaction was... intriguing. It only makes me crave her more.