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Bred By My Billionaire Boss Hard all day
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO~ Camilla I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t call in sick because of Stephano. No way. Not after last night. I refused to let him get into my head again. It was bad enough I had nearly let him pull my panties off in a bathroom like some hormonal teenager. I couldn’t handle hearing that dirty, vile mouth of his again. The things he said… God, my skin still crawled just thinking about it. I didn’t care how much heat that bastard had between my legs, I needed space.I flopped back onto the bed, arms sprawled out like some sort of broken doll. Why did I always let myself get so tangled up in these situations? One moment I was kissing Elvis, and the next, I was thinking about Stephano's filthy hands, and his filthy mouth, and the way he made my body feel like it had a mind of its own. I couldn’t think about him. I didn’t want to think about him.But, oh, my God, I couldn’t help it. The heat… that damn heat, it was still there. I squeezed my eyes shut. Just forget it, Camilla
Bred By My Billionaire Boss Leave
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE~ CamillaNope. Nothing's wrong. I'm completely fine. I just survived Stephano’s cock and now possibly walking into Elvis’ arms, or worse, his bed.“Come on,” Elvis said warmly, offering me his hand.I took it. Hesitated. And internally screamed the whole way out. Elvis's hand curled around my waist as we stepped out of the restaurant, and I nearly tripped over my own feet.Breathe, Camilla. You’re fine. You’re a composed woman. You are not unraveling like a cheap thread in a soap opera.Except I was. Because the entire time, I could feel Stephano’s stare burning into my back like a damn brand. I didn’t need to turn around to confirm it. My spine had already stiffened like it knew it was under surveillance. And when Elvis gave him a polite nod, I nearly yanked him into the nearest Uber and vanished into the night.What was that nod? A challenge? A man-to-man acknowledgment? Did he know?No. No, he couldn’t know. I wasn’t that obvious, was I?Elvis opened the car doo
Bred By My Billionaire Boss Wrong
CHAPTER FORTY~ CamillaMy legs shook!My legs shook like a baby trying to stand after the first step! I stepped out of the bathroom. God, what the hell had I just done? My head was spinning, my stomach tied in knots. My mind was a mess of mostly anger, and self-loathing.Why the hell had I allowed that… that dick to touch me? I was on a date with Elvis, a man who actually treated me with respect, and here I was, just a few minutes ago, on the verge of letting Stephano push my panties aside like it was no big deal. What the hell was wrong with me? Was I that desperate? Was I that weak? The worst part? I had almost let him do it. Almost.I could still feel the heat of his breath on my skin, the way he’d gripped my arm, the fire in his eyes that had been burning me up like a damn wildfire. My pulse was still hammering in my ears. His touch had been so fucking confident, so possessive. And, damn it. No. No. This wasn’t me. I hated that man. I hated the way he made me feel like some obj
Bred By My Billionaire Boss You want me
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE~ Stephano“You okay?” Isabella asked, sipping her wine like everything was peachy.“Need to use the restroom,” I muttered, already standing.I didn’t wait for a reply. I slipped through the back of the restaurant, ducking Elvis’ view like a goddamn shadow. I couldn't raise any suspicion. The hallway was narrow and quiet, candlelight flickering against the walls like it knew what was about to go down.And then I saw her. The curve of her ass. The sway of her hips. She reached the ladies’ room door. Her hand touched the handle.“Has he fucked you?”She froze.Just like that, still as stone, breath caught, like my voice hit her spine and melted her bones. I took slow steps toward her, my voice a low growl behind her. “Elvis. Has he had you?”She turned, face twisted in disbelief, rage written in every sharp line on her face. “What the hell are you doing here?”I didn’t answer. I didn’t need to. I pushed the door open, gave her the chance to walk in.She did.I follo
Bred By My Billionaire Boss Problem?
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT~ Stephano’s POV“You got a problem with that, Stephano?”Elvis's voice pierced through my ear like a butterknife trying to act like a dagger. A pathetic attempt, really. I smiled.I had a problem, alright. A very tight, dripping, slick, warm kind of problem, standing just a few feet away from me, wearing guilt like perfume, her thighs pressed too tight together for someone who hadn’t been properly wrecked in hours. And he was standing beside her like he owned her.Owned what? My goddamn leftovers?I adjusted my cuff, not because it needed adjusting, but because if I didn’t do something with my hands, I’d reach over the table and throttle him or worse, drag her right back against one of the tables and ruin her all over again.I kept my grin in place, polished, professional, devil-approved. Isabella was tucked neatly on my arm, playing her role to perfection. My occasional headache. The reason I couldn’t say a damn thing out loud.“Oh, not at all,” I said smoothly,
Bred By My Billionaire Boss No escape
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN ~CamillaHoly, his words wrapped around me like a blanket, pulling me in. This was... a lot. More than a lot, really. I couldn’t even wrap my head around everything he was saying. All those feelings, those words, the way he was looking at me, like I was someone worth caring about, someone he wanted to be with. It was like a pressure building up inside me, a dam that could burst at any second.I shifted in my seat, feeling suddenly very exposed. My hands tightened around my glass, but it didn’t do anything to steady me. Hell, the last thing I should be feeling right now was this… warmth, this flicker of hope that maybe, I could have something better than everything that had been dragged across my life.I was here, sitting across from a man who was genuinely kind, who cared for me. Who looked at me like I was more than just a body, more than a temporary distraction. And then there was Stephano. The fucking bastard who’d taken everything from Elvis, the one who had
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