Red Lipsticks

"He's in a meeting, Ms. Edward." Lance's P.A told me as I tapped my nails on the table and nodded.

"Who's inside with him?" I asked, briefly casting a glance towards his office before looking back towards the middle aged woman as I shifted on my feet.

"Ms. Rune." She said, nervously glancing at the office too when I frowned and cocked my head to a side.

"Who's that?"

"Valencia Rune. She's here from Italy to care of her father's business." She explained.

I nodded just as the door to the office opened and a striking and beautiful woman who seemed to be my age sauntered out, her heels clicking on the marble floor and her red lips twisted in an annoyed grimace.

"I'll be back for the next meeting." Her feminine voice reached my ears as she addressed the P.A before her eyes slid to mine before moving over my figure, a wry smirk taking over her face as her green eyes glimmered with mischief.

"Isabelle." I heard Lance's voice and looked towards him walking to me, his brows pinched together in annoyance .

He let out a breath, briefly glancing at Ms. Rune who rolled her eyes on seeing him and I had a hunch the two weren't exactly each other's biggest fans.

"Ms. Rune. You haven't left yet." He spoke in disappointment when she clicked her tongue, standing straighter as Lance pecked my forehead, making me smile softly.

"I was just informing your lovely assistant that I'll be back soon," She tapped her nails on the table to emphasise her point when Lance pursed his lips, "Not that I want to."

"The feeling is mutual." Lance muttered under his breath, making me grin to myself as the woman turned to me and held out her hand.

"Valencia, it's a pleasure to meet a beautiful woman like yourself in the presence of such a ghastly and vexatious man." She said and I laughed softly, shaking her hand.

"Isabelle," I shook her hand as she looked between me and Lance with curiosity, "I see you have a very high opinion of my brother."

I saw her eyes widen with interest as I patted Lance's chest before she raised a brow.

"Brother?" She turned to Lance with a questioning brow raised, "You never mentioned you had a sister."

"That's because it's not relevant." Lance spoke through clenched teeth as I looked between the two, noting the tension in the air as Lance's eyes narrowed at the woman.

"Of course it is," Valencia turned to look at me, giving me an appraising look, "Especially one as beautiful and smart as her."

"I like her." I said and heard Valencia's small chuckle when Lance rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Inside, now." He spoke in a clipped tone, his tone suddenly more icier than the Arctic when I turned to face him, raising a brow before levelling my intense gaze on him only.

"Ask me nicely, Mr. Edward-Sinclair," I said and saw his eyes narrow slightly because we both were too stubborn to back down, "Or do you want to deal with this another way?"

"Can you please go inside, Belle?" He muttered through clenched teeth when I smirked and patted his chest.

"That's more like it." I said and turned to Valencia who was watching with barely contained interest.

"It was nice meeting you, Ms. Rune. I look forward to seeing you around." I said and saw her sight nod.

"Of course." She answered before I grabbed my bag and walked inside the office without looking back.

I sat in Lance's seat, looking around aimlessly before Lance too joined me and sat opposite me, rubbing his temples.

"Who is this, Ms. Rune?" I asked and heard his displeased grunt as he leaned back in his seat.

"Her father is unwell so she's taking care of the business till he's better." Lance told me when I nodded.

"She seemed nice." I said when Lance snorted.

"Nice my arse," He muttered under his breath, "She's a fucking pain to deal with."

"Why?"

"Because she's so— so— stubborn," He fought to get the words out when I raised my eyebrows, "And so bloody proud. Clever. Manipulative."

"So she's like the female version of you?" I concluded and saw his unamused glare.

"I'm nothing like her. She is the bane of my existence." He hissed quietly when I grinned.

"And the object of your desires." I completed with a soft sigh when he frowned.

"What?"

"Kate and Anthony?" I asked but he only frowned harder, "Bridgerton? Enemies to lovers? Lance, keep up."

"It's not like that." He said in disgust when I grinned slyly and picked up the folder he had on her lying on his desk and flipped through it.

"Oh, she's the eldest daughter. Explains why she is the way she is," I shrugged, "The eldest son and the eldest daughter. Both know how to give but not take. Interesting couple."

I wondered out loud but Lance didn't appreciate it at all the way he deadpanned at me, making me smile sheepishly as I put the file back in place and folded my hands in my lap.

"How's Adam?" He asked after a moment when I smiled softly.

"He's healing, but better now." I said and saw his small nod.

"That's good. Have you heard from Arthur? He's disappeared again." He sighed heavily when I smiled.

"He's in Camden, Lance, don't worry about him." I said and saw his nod.

We had come back home a week after the incident with Milani but Arthur had stayed back for a little longer to spend some time there.

"And Tristan?" He continued.

"You saw him this morning." I spoke in confusion when he nodded quickly.

"Yes, of course." He cleared his throat and loosened his tie before running a hand through his dark hair, he looked down and frowned before bending down to pick up before examining the little golden tube.

"Red lipstick." He observed as he looked at it before looking at me.

"Not mine." I said and saw his thoughtful expression before realisation crossed his features.

"Must be Ms. Rune's then." He muttered.

"I can give it back to her or ask your assistant to return it to her." I offered and saw him think about something before placing it on his desk when he stood up.

"She'll take it in the next meeting herself." He spoke in a low tone as I stood up from his chair and nodded, smiling to myself.

"Of course. I just had to drop off the files and thought I'd see you before I leave." I gestured to outside and saw his nod.

"You're leaving then?" He asked as he sat down in his chair before swivelling to face me as I hoisted the strap of my bag over my shoulder.

"Yes. I trust you'll be there at the party?" I asked and saw his tight nod.

"Of course, wouldn't miss it for the world." He said, his eyes drifting back to the golden tube of lipstick as if he was inspecting proof from a crime scene, not even paying attention to me.

"Take care, Mr. Edward." I walked over and kissed his cheek when he hummed absent minded and nodded, leaving me grinning as I left the office and him deeply troubled.

Let's see where this lipstick takes him.

"Rose!" Adam shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing in the empty penthouse and I winced as I walked towards the room.

"Sweetheart, I'm dying!" He whined when I rolled my eyes and placed my hands on my hips when he came into view, sitting on the bed with his back to the headboard and grinning when he saw me.

"You actually came." He said as I huffed and jumped in bed next to him, snuggling into his side.

"Of course I did, you baby." I mumbled and kissed his jaw only to hear his grunt.

"Fucking kiss me like you mean it." He grumbled.

I smiled as I pressed my lips to his, his hand wrapping in my hair and pulling me closer when I moaned as his tongue tangled with mine before I pulled away.

"I want more," He mumbled against my lips as he shifted to get closer to me, wincing when he moved too much, "I need to be inside you, baby."

I pulled away instantly with a frown and crossed my arms over my chest.

"You're injured." I said but he only rolled his eyes.

"And it's been two weeks," He emphasised as he pulled me back to him, "Two. Fucking. Weeks of watching you and not being able to fuck you. You know how difficult that is?"

"Adam—"

"Please, sweetheart." He pleaded and I sighed as I pressed my lips to his, him ignoring all my protests when he pulled me into his lap to straddle him, his tongue tasting every inch of my mouth before he reached for my shirt and took it off, breaking the kiss.

"I missed this." He muttered as his lips latched onto my neck and sucked at my sweet spot, eliciting moans from me as my hands tangled in his hair and I felt his erection poking me from below.

"Adam, maybe we should—"

"No." He cut me off rudely, taking off my bra in one swift motion as his mouth moved to them, making me gasp and arch my back into him.

I squirmed in his lap, effectively grinding myself onto his erection and hearing him grunt.

"Undress me, sweetheart." He mumbled as his lips hovered over mine and I mumbled something incoherent as his fingers hooked themselves in the band of my shorts before pulling at them.

I lifted myself up a little, helping him pull them off me to reveal my panties, our eyes clashing in a dark, hazy contest.

I reached for his sweatpants and pulled them down his legs, revealing his hard member as I bit my lip, wrapping my hand around his length and pumping a few times.

He cursed under his breath as his head fell back under his breath, his throat bobbing when I took him in my mouth, swirling my tongue around his length.

"Help me lord." He muttered as his eyes closed and he wrapped a hand in my hair and guided me, his face strained as I took all of him in, choking on his length.

"That's it, sweetheart, take it all in." He encouraged as he pushed me down even more and I moaned around his length before he pulled me back up.

"Come ride me, baby," He spoke in a hoarse voice before looking at the panties I was wearing, "Take them off for me."

"I want you to take them off." I pouted and heard his ragged breath as he pulled me closer and pecked my lips.

"I'd like nothing more." He said and pulled at the panties so hard that they tore, making me gasp.

"That was my favourite!" I exclaimed when he shrugged.

"I'll get you more." He muttered as his hands went to my hips and he squeezed, making me squeak as he pressed his lips to mine once again, kissing me slowly as I lowered myself onto him, moaning into his mouth.

"Oh, fuck." He bit down on his lip when he was fully inside me as I buried my face in his neck and stayed still for a few moments.

"Are you okay?" He asked and I nodded, kissing his neck before pulling away to look at him.

"Are you?" I asked and saw his little smile.

"I could die like this." He said, making me laugh and shake my head.

I kissed his lips multiple times, wrapping my arms around his neck as I started to move on top of him, both of us moaning at the pleasure that rippled through us.

His hands settled on my waist in a bruising grip as I moved up and down his length with his help, the pace torturously slow but equally pleasuring.

"Faster." He spoke in between breaths before starting to kiss my neck as I increased my pace, rolling my hips at the fullness of him and clenched around him when he hit a certain spot.

"Adam—" I moaned, wrapping my arms tighter around him when his phone started to ring and he groaned.

"Not now." He huffed and I giggled as he glared at the phone, meeting my thrusts halfway as his hips jerked up, rendering me speechless and my eyes fluttered shut as I bit back a moan.

"Thorne." I heard his gruff voice speak and my eyes shot open as I turned to look at him in disbelief while he seemed unbothered as he put the phone on speaker and put it aside.

A man started to speak on the other end but I couldn't recognise the voice so I was glad it wasn't anybody I knew or I would have been mortified. Not that this wasn't mortifying either.

"What are you doing?" I whisper-screamed at him when he grabbed my hips and thrust inside me roughly, a small gasp leaving my lips.

"I'm listening." He spoke to the man on the phone who had paused when he received no answer before starting to babble his nonsense again while I glared at Adam who grinned slyly.

"Stay quiet, baby." He reminded me quietly as he continued to thrust into me, my mouth falling open at the intensity before as I came closer to the edge only for him to slow down.

My eyes snapped to his in barely contained annoyance while he smirked like the idiot he was before I took charge, moving by myself and rolling my hips, I bit my lip to stop myself from moaning out loud at the amazing feeling.

I felt him twitch inside me and knew that he was near because I was too, my legs shaking when he once again took the lead and fucked me into oblivion, capturing my lips in a kiss as we both came.

"—and the finance department is also doing better now—"

"That's great, I'll talk to you later." Adam suddenly spoke breathlessly as he hung up on the man without listening anymore before he flipped us on the bed so that I was under him and pulled out of me only to slam right back in.

"Fuck, you're amazing." He murmured between kisses as he continued moving inside me slowly as my legs wrapped around his waist, letting him devour more times after that till I nearly passed out.

"We're going on a vacation?!" I squealed and then jumped into Adam's embrace while he winced, "Sorry."

"It's alright, baby. I'd let you let kill me." He murmured as he kissed my lips only for me to laugh.

"Where are we going?" I asked him when he sat down on his seat behind his desk and I plopped down on his lap.

"Greece." He told me as his hands wandered over my body before there was a knock on the door, making Adam groan before he let the person in.

"You have a meeting in thirty minutes, Mr. Thorne." Lucas told him before leaving as Adam's head dropped onto my shoulder.

"Does anything hurt?" I asked when he looked back up at me.

"My dick from not fucking you." He spoke with a straight face while I choked on air and pushed a little at his chest.

"I meant your injury, you ass!" I exclaimed when he chuckled, pressing his lips to mine in a soft and gentle kiss before pulling away.

"I love you," He murmured and I smiled as I framed his face in my hands and started to kiss all over his face when he grunted, "Say it back."

"What if I don't want to?" I asked slyly and saw his small frown.

"You don't love me?" He asked in an adorable voice while I shrugged.

"I'm not sure, honestly." I said and saw his lips press together.

"Sweetheart, are you asking to be bent over this desk for me to ravage?" He asked with a challenging brow.

I pressed my thighs together and he caught onto the action, a subtle smirk playing on his lips while I bit down on my lip.

"I mean..." I trailed off and yelped when he stood up with me, spinning me around and pushing me over his desk.

"Open your legs, love." He commanded and I nearly moaned at how hot he sounded.

I did what he asked, turning my head to watch him run his hand over my back before pulling my skirt up and tearing my panties off, making me gasp softly.

"Adam?" I called out to him when his eyes came to mine, "Fuck me like you hate me."

I saw a slow and sinister grin stretch across his face as his fingers ran over my wetness, making me bite down hard on my lip as he unbuckled his belt with his other hand.

Not even making sure I was ready, he thrust in fully in one go, making me gasp and close my eyes tightly when I felt his fingers digging into my hips.

"Not a sound, my love."