Claimed by My Bestie's Alpha Daddy novel Chapter 85

“She’s saying I’m manipulating you,” I said, voice low.

“No,” Richard said. “She’s insinuating it. There’s a difference.”

“But it’ll read the same. They’ll think I’m fucking my way to influence.”

“They’ve always talked.”

“But not like this,” I snapped. “This isn’t gossip. This is deliberate. This is-a plan.”

“We’ll deal with it,” he said. “But if we address it head-on, we legitimize it. And right now, we don’t have enough to fight back without setting a fire.”

swallowed hard. “So we stay quiet?”

“For now,” he said. “Until we can prove it was her.”

I didn’t like it, but | nodded. There wasn’t really another option.

That night, I found myself outside his office again. I didn’t hesitate this time.

He looked up from his desk when I entered. “Amelia.”

” I had a horrible day,” I said, shutting the door behind me.

“I know.”

“I need you to help me forget.”

He stood slowly. “Are you sure?”

I crossed the room and grabbed his collar. “Don’t ask me that. Just touch me.”The kiss was immediate, hungry. Our mouths met with a kind of desperation that left no room for restraint. He tasted like bourbon and the end of a long day, like something I craved and couldn’t name. His hands were already under my blouse, fumbling buttons until they popped open one by one. The soft fabric slid from my shoulders as l reached for his tie, tugging it loose and tossing it aside with the same urgency

His jacket hit the ftoor next, and his fingers found my waist, pulling me flush against him. I moaned into his mouth, gasping when his hands slid around to my ass and lifted me easily onto the edge of his desk.! spread my legs for him without hesitation, skirt bunched up at my hips, heart pounding in my throat.

He knelt briefly to pull my panties down my thighs, then kissed up the inside of my leg, slow, deliberate, and hot enough to make me whimper. By the time he rose again, I could feel him through his slacks, hard and straining. I tugged at his belt, fumbling for the buckle until he pushed my hands aside and undid it with a swift motion. The sound of it unfastening made me clench in anticipation.

He fisted himself once, eyes locked on mine, then lined up and slid into me in one deep, aching thrust. My nails dug into his shoulders as I adjusted to him, to the pressure, the fullness, the heat of his body pressed against mine. He rocked into me again, and again, each stroke rougher than the last, until l was gasping and gripping the edge of the desk like it was the only thing keeping me upright.

“You feel so good,” he rasped against my ear, voice thick with want. T can’t think straight when I’m inside you.”

“Don’t,” I whispered, rocking my hips to meet each thrust. “Don’t think.

Just fuck me.”

He groaned and obeyed, pace quickening, every movement sending heat spiraling through my core. His hand found my breast, kneading roughly, thumb grazing over my nipple. I cried out, half-laughing, half-sobbing from the overwhelming rush of it.

He was all over me, hands, mouth, hips slamming into mine. The edge came fast, coiling low in my belly until I couldn’t hold it back. I clenched around him, crying out his name as the orgasm rolled through me like a wave. i shook against him, body trembling as I buried my face in his neck.

“Fuck,” he grunted, hips stuttering, then he came too, deep inside me, clutching me so tightly it almost hurt. He didn’t move for a long moment after, forehead resting against mine, both of us breathless and slick with sweat.

Amelia

I didn’t mean to start a fight. Not really. just wanted to feel something other than invisible. Something real. Something that reminded me still mattered to him.

“Because if this got out, it would be a scandal, Amelia. The kind of scandal that could tank the entire election, give David exactly what he needs to rip us apart. Everything l’ve built, everything we’ve worked for, -gone.”

My laugh was sharp and bitter. “Well too late for that, huh?”

He flinched. “Don’t.”

“Don’t what? Don’t remind you that I was the one who had everything to lose when we started this? That every look, every whisper, every power play in that building is designed to push me out?”9 never wanted that for you.”

“But you let it happen. You let them call me names and sideline me and now I’m being set up as a distraction story while you stay clean. Do you even realize how much that hurts?”

His voice was low, raw. “That’s not true.”

“Isn’t it?”

He looked at me like Id slapped him. “Maybe we need space. Until the , election is over.”

I felt the floor shift beneath me. “Wow. That’s your solution? To disappear?*

Tm not disappearing.”

“No, you’re just removing the problem. Classic move, honestly. You don’t even see what this is doing to me.”

1 see it. You think I sleep at night? You think I don’t hear your voice in every room I walk into? You’re in my bones, Amelia. That’s the problem.”