My Boss's Hidden Heir (Elara and Marcus) novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43

She took pictures of her wedding ring and sent it to Emeka and Mimi, so they’d at least let her breathe for the time being. They were already blowing up her phone.

Elara changed out of her wedding dress.

She threw on a denim short, skimpy skirt, barely covering the top of her thighs. A simple white crop tank top that showed a sliver of skin at her waist. Sandals. Hair down and loose.

Today she was going to tour Santorini properly. There was no way she was leaving this place just after the wedding, without seeing everything. The beaches, cliffs, all of those things she sees celebrities post online. But she didn’t want to go alone.

She stepped out of her room and found one of the cleaners in the hallway. An older woman wiping down the banister and cleaning the glass.

“Excuse me. Which room is Mr. Thorne’s?”

The woman pointed down the hall. “Last door on the right, ma’am.”

“Thank you.”

Elara walked toward it. The door was slightly open. Not closed all the way, there was no need to knock. Just pushed it open and stepped inside.

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he’d sensed someone bel

of him.

hair trailing down hi

without breaking a sweat.

self or the Devil.

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ces. Making him look younger.

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She let her eyes travel down

His dick. The main character

腐

It was huge. Not porn–star massive huge and all that nonsense they portray But those types that once it enters you, you feel something inside you. Just the perfect size. Thick and also right length. A vein running along the underside that made her mouth water. The Cap was extremely pink.

It was shocking how she can analyze everything just by standing there God help me

“Elara.” His voice brought her back from her fantasy journey. He sounded annoyed a bit. You ever heard of knocking?”

She swallowed. Tried to look back up at his face. Failed woefully. Her eyes dropped down again

Heat gathered between her legs. Overwhelming, it came all at once like she was going to squirt there and now. She crossed her thighs immediately, squeezed them together to hold down the pressure building there.

Marcus didn’t seem embarrassed at all. He didn’t grab a towel to cover himself. He just moved closer.

Very close.

He

was

standing right in front of her now. Towering over her because he was so much taller. His dick literally touched her bare stomach where the short skirt started from.

Elara held everything in her power to not grab him. To not actually drop to her knees right there and give him a satisfying blow job. To not kiss him or hold his hands and guide it down inside her skirt. Do things that had nothing to do with their

contract.

Marcus reached out. His hand went to her chin. Pushed her head up forcing her to look him in the eyes instead of staring at his body.

“You like

e out.

help it.

d on its own. She saw him getting harder right in front of her.

Empty air. Nothing actually in her throat but it felt like something was stuck there. “I wanted to go pictures.”

pped back. Finally, Walked away from her toward his closet. She couldn’t help but stare at his ass again. Those were so perfect.

ay Go on.”

“Well, no. I can’t go alor

He pulled out a pai you can go ahead

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iliar with this place. I wanted you to follow me.”

suing dressed. “Not today, Elara. I have a meeting with someone in a few hours. But

The driver will take you anywhere you want.”

of looks could kill, Marcus would have been laying dead. Of course. Of course he’d say

d I even bother? You wouldn’t come either way.”

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Chapter 44

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