I Was Supposed to Say No, But My Body Said Yes (black world order)

Some decisions come easy.

But this one?

This one wrapped itself around Mia's body like silk—warm, dangerous, irresistible.

She was smart. Older. In control.

She'd said it before: "I don't mix business with pleasure."

She meant it, too. Until he walked in.

Ben wasn't like the others—he moved like temptation in motion.

A voice like smoke. Eyes that undressed her.

And that damn smile—so calm, so sure—like he already knew how this ended.

She told herself he was too young. Too confident. Too much.

But every time they spoke, her thighs pressed tighter.

Every time he leaned in close, her breath caught.

It wasn't supposed to happen.

It wasn't supposed to feel like this.

But the night they met at the hotel…

The moment his fingers slid across her skin…

Her lips whispered no.

Her body screamed yes.