No strings attached |(UNDER REVISION)

Chapter 13- Tempting night

"Fuck, Aiah, fuckkk!! Please don't stop! Don't-ugh!" she screamed, overwhelmed by the pleasure.

I intensified my movements, making her thighs tremble with weakness.

(Wala gyud koy alam magsulat ng bed scene. Mas ganahan ko og drama haha. Antosa nalang ninyo.)

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The morning after was supposed to feel normal. Business as usual. But as I stepped into my office, a lingering sensation clung to me-the warmth of Zara's touch, the taste of her lips, the way her body felt against mine. I could still hear the way she moaned my name.

I shook my head, forcing myself to focus. Work. I needed to work.

But the second I stepped inside, my gaze landed on the secretary desk. And there, sitting with perfect posture, was Mikha.

Our eyes met.

For a second, everything else faded-the quiet hum of the air conditioning, the distant chatter of employees, the faint scent of coffee in the office. All I could focus on was the way Mikha's expression shifted. Subtle, but unmistakable.

She knew.

She knew I hadn't gone home last night.

Her lips pressed into a thin line as she tore her gaze away, typing something furiously on her keyboard like it personally offended her.

Great.

I exhaled sharply, walking past her and into my office without another word.

I barely had time to settle into my chair when the door swung open again.

"Good morning, Miss CEO," Stacey's sing-song voice filled the room.

Sheena followed closely behind, her grin wide and knowing. "Well, well, well. Somebody looks... satisfied."

I shot them both a glare. "Get to the point."

Stacey plopped down on one of the chairs, crossing her legs. "Oh, you know exactly what the point is."

Sheena leaned against my desk, tilting her head. "So, Zara, huh?"

I raised a brow. "What about her?"

Stacey scoffed. "Don't play dumb, Aiah. You disappeared with her last night, and today, you're looking a little too... let's just say, 'well-rested.'"

"Or maybe not rested at all," Sheena teased, winking.

I leaned back in my chair, smirking. "And what if I did?"

Stacey gasped dramatically. "Oh my god, she admits it!"

Sheena laughed. "Okay, but be honest-was it worth it?"

I rolled my eyes but didn't answer, which only made their teasing worse.

Stacey wiggled her eyebrows. "Judging by that silence, I'd say it was more than worth it."

I smirked, shaking my head. "You're both insufferable."

"That may be true," Sheena said, crossing her arms. "But you love us anyway."

I was about to throw a retort when the door suddenly opened again.

Mikha.

She stood there, eyes flickering between Stacey, Sheena, and me. "Sorry to interrupt, but I need to go over today's schedule with you."

The teasing atmosphere shifted instantly.

I nodded, straightening. "Right. Go ahead."

She stepped inside, her professional mask firmly in place. But as she spoke, I noticed the tight grip she had on her clipboard, the way her jaw clenched just a little too hard.