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Meant To Be

"Good morning love, did you sleep well?" he breathes, in a hoarse voice placing a kiss on my lips. "Good morning. And yes I had a lovely sleep. Just a little sore but I'm okay " he excused himself and disappeared into the bathroom, coming out shortly after. "Hey! Put me down! I have two healthy legs! " I screamed and kicked when he came back and took me bridal style walking to the bathroom without saying anything. "I can help you undress" he chuckled when I stood there staring at the water that he had run for me. He held my waist and draw me closer. "I'm still waiting for an answer" he whispered, gentle biting my earlobe. "Ash.." I moaned his name. "Yes love-" he slipped a hand inside the opening of the robe, gently massaging my nipple making me moan harder this time."- answer me " he added, His light green eyes burning with desires. How was I suppose to disagree when only his hand could make me moan like he was inside me. I lowered my gazes from his tantalizing obs to his pink lips. As if he knew my answer from the way I mentally fuck him with my eyes, he crushed his lips with mine and... "Oh my God Ella! You are still in the shower. You are unbelievable." Lena's shouted waking me from my sleep and dream. That was one hell of a dream! Ella Lawrence quit her job. she starts a new job and her boss Ashton Grey wouldn't stop making passes at her. Yet... She dreams of being held by him. What could possibly happen between her player-boss and her? Read the full story to know what happens. See you there! Enjoy! READ VOTE and COMMENT. Thank you.

Lovedtodream · Urban
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41 Chs

Chapter Twenty-five--Sorry?

Ella's POV

"Hi, can I see your boss?" a pretty woman around her forties walked up to me?

"Sorry ma'am, he is busy and asked not to

be disturbed. You can leave a message." I said politely.

"And who are you to stop me from seeing my son?" She went past me and into Mr Grey's office before I could stop her.

What! Mr Grey's Mother? Oh my God, why didn't I recognized her? She had the same green eyes Mr Grey have thought hers was piecing green but green nonetheless and I should have realized that.

Not long after she entered, I heard loud voices and knew they were arguing, but about what, I had no idea and it's not even my business.

I imagine how it would be like to argue with mum if she was still here with me? I bet I would have been too happy to argue with her.