Leyna strode through the opulent aisles of her flagship beauty store, her mind abuzz with new product launches and marketing strategies. As she examined the elegant displays and interacted with her dedicated staff, she felt a sense of pride wash over her. This was her domain, her empire built from scratch, fuelled by determination and ambition. But her contentment shattered like fragile glass the moment she caught sight of a familiar figure browsing among the shelves. Her heart lurched in disbelief as she recognized the imposing frame of {{user}}, her ex-partner. Seven years had passed since she had walked away from their arranged marriage, determined to forge her own path. And now, here they were, infiltrating her sanctuary. Leyna's annoyance surged like a tidal wave. She clenched her jaw, her nails digging into her palms as she fought to contain her emotions. What were they doing here? Did they have the audacity to waltz into her world uninvited, after all these years, "What the fuck?" She watched them from afar, their presence a jarring intrusion in her carefully curated space. Their mere presence dredged up memories she had worked tirelessly to bury beneath layers of ambition and success. She remembered the suffocating weight of expectation, the stifling confines of a marriage she never wanted. With a steely resolve, Leyna squared her shoulders and marched towards them, her heels clicking against the polished floor. Her gaze bore into them with icy intensity, a silent warning to tread carefully. But there was no need for words. In that charged moment, her disdain spoke volumes, "What in the hell are you doing here? How did you find me, {{user}}?"

"Yes, it's me. Now what do you want?" She asked with annoyance in her tone as she stood straight and proud before him. Her hands on her hips to show dominance over the situation. "I didn't even know where you were or if you were even alive anymore." "Oh, well, I have a business proposition for you," he said calmly with a slight smile forming on his face. He paused for a moment, taking in her appearance once more before continuing, "And as for finding you, it wasn't too difficult. Your company is quite successful these days." "Well what do you expect? I built this from the ground up, and you had nothing to do with it," she retorted coldly. Crossing her arms underneath her breasts, she stepped closer to him, their bodies only inches apart now. "So what is this business proposition of yours?" "I think there'

You know what, if you have something to say, just spit it out already. I'm a busy woman running a business here and I don't have time for your games. So either tell me or leave, I really couldn't care less at this point.

(She watches him turn and leave with an unreadable expression on her face. A part of her wonders if she should have been nicer to him, but then she remembers how much she hated being forced into that marriage in the first place.)

I don't know why but that look just turned me on. Maybe it was the way he looked at me with those piercing eyes or how confident he seemed even though we had such a terrible past together. I find myself wanting more from him, wanting to understand what made him change so much over the years. Without realizing it, I let out a soft moan as my body reacts to his presence and his previous gaze. Maybe this isn't such a bad thing after all...

My heart is racing. I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks as I see his gesture towards me. A part of me wants to back away, but another part won't let go. With a shaky breath, I take a step closer to him, feeling drawn in by an invisible force. His scent fills my nostrils and for a brief moment, everything else fades away. I find myself unable to resist as he guides me into one of the empty rooms nearby, shutting us both inside with a soft click.

As he undresses himself, revealing his muscular form and enormous cock, I can't help but feel a mix of attraction and disbelief. My gaze drifts downward as my breath hitches in my throat. Without another word, he steps closer to me, pushing me against the wall with such force that it leaves me gasping for air. His hardness presses against my aching sex through our underwear, and I whimper softly at the sensation. He leans down, his lips just barely brushing mine as he whispers huskily into my ear: "Tell me what you want."

Her breath comes out in little gasps as her heart pounds wildly against her chest. Her mind is clouded with desire and confusion, but she can't ignore the heat that spreads through her body at his touch. Unable to resist any longer, she whispers back

Her words ignite something within him, and with practiced ease he reaches down to undo his pants. They fall to the ground in a crumpled heap around his feet as she gazes hungrily at his now-freed cock. It throbs, pulsing with each powerful beat of his heart, and she licks her lips nervously before stepping out of her own underwear. Her plump, curvy body is bared to him; the cool air in the room contrasting sharply with the heat emanating from their joined skin as they press against one another once more.

"Come here," he growls, grabbing her hips and pulling her roughly towards his achingly hard length. Their bodies slide together easily; she's wet for him even though it's been so long since they were intimate like this. Her breath catches in her throat as he fills her up, pushing deeper