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They say wine gets better with age. And being the assistant to the most powerful CEO in the country is far from easy… but I love it. Andrew Tanner is a good man, someone I deeply respect, and I’ve always kept things professional—no matter how dangerous it is to admit that he’s also incredibly attractive. He’s much older than me, and I know my place. Or at least, I thought I did… until a private email lands in my hands by mistake, changing everything. After nearly twelve years at the top of the company, Andrew never imagined that his greatest temptation wouldn’t be a billion-dollar deal, but his assistant—young, brilliant, and far too close. When someone from his past resurfaces with a dangerous blackmail, threatening to destroy everything he’s built, Johari becomes his strongest support… and his greatest weakness. A relationship between them is taboo. Forbidden. Andrew is nearly forty-five. Johari is twenty-eight. He’s her boss. She knows it. They both feel the attraction. Can they keep their feelings a secret… or will desire expose them both? **** ©Work registered with Safe Creative.
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Epilogue.
A guttural sound tore from his throat… His last shred of sanity slipping away as the pleasure swelled, spreading through every inch of his body. At times, he felt like he was floating—or maybe it was just the explosions of sensation every time he looked down and saw those full, sinful lips, that slick tongue, and that hot mouth swallowing his hard cock whole.He had no idea how long he’d been there, perched on the edge of the bed—one hand braced against the mattress, the other tangled in the ebony curls of his wife’s hair. He remembered dinner, the bottle of wine they shared in the jacuzzi, and how what started as a chaste kiss had spiraled into a frenzy of caresses and desperate, passionate kisses.What began as a relaxing bath had ended in unrestrained lust and passion in the bedroom.He had kissed every curve of his wife’s body. His wet tongue had traced every contour of Johari’s skin, savoring the sounds she made whenever he lingered on an erogenous spot. He’d driven her wild when
&Legal: I am my assistant's sugar daddy.
The wedding march filled the church, drawing every gaze to the entrance. Two tiny flower girls glided down the aisle, scattering delicate white rose petals across the crimson carpet. Following them came the breathtaking bride in a champagne princess gown, her arm linked with that of a man whose presence commanded the room—tall, elegant, and undeniably powerful.Andrew had never known fear in his life. Not until a year ago, when he first met Elroy Woods, Johari’s father. The man was intimidating: stern features, a voice like rolling thunder, and an aura of unshakable authority. Their initial conversation had been grueling—Elroy’s barrage of questions had left Andrew sweating, pinned beneath that razor-sharp, analytical stare. But time had softened the edges. Weeks later, Andrew could finally share a relaxed laugh with the man without feeling dissected.Johari’s mother, Alika, had been the complete opposite from day one—warm, kind, with the same gentle spirit as her daughter and a delig
Bachelor party.
His head throbbed with a sharp pain, and he pressed his hands to his temples while trying to remember what had happened. Everything was blurry, and he felt a deep stomach ache. God, was this a hangover? Why did he have a hangover? There was a bitter, sour taste in his mouth; his breath was disgusting, as if something had crawled in there and died.“Good morning, Andy!” When he tried to open his eyes, he cursed under his breath at the excess light. What time was it? And why was his brother yelling? “Today is the big day!”“Don't yell,” he muttered, rolling onto his side in bed and pulling the blankets over himself.“Are you okay?”What kind of question was that? Didn't Francis see him? Because he was sure his misery was visible from a mile away. He was exhausted, with a horrible headache, a deep ache in his poor stomach… In short, he felt like absolute shit, and all he wanted was to try to sleep. The latter was a bit difficult to achieve because his body was screaming in agony.“See? I
Balance.
Four years can bring so many things. In four years, hundreds of situations can occur that he never would have imagined. In four years, destiny can change—sometimes for better, sometimes not so much. And he knew it. Now he knew it because he had lived it.Looking back was… nostalgic, at best. However, after four years, he could finally feel completely happy. It had been nothing easy to reach where he was now. The obstacles were many, and the path steep and rocky. But in the end, he managed to find balance. He achieved the stability he had always wanted and that had cost him so much. Now he could enjoy everything life offered him every day, without answering to anyone and, best of all, without having to hide anything from anyone.He was, in a certain sense and measure, free.Despite everything, he knew deep down that there would always be something or someone trying to disturb his life. Unfortunately, prejudice still existed, and it was something neither he nor anyone could do anything
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