My Step Boss

“I know you're wet in your panties right now, don't lie, Liv," my boss said as he leaned forward. I could smell his aftershave and his breath fanned my face. His eyes were hard and somehow Olivia could see desire in them. Was it because she'd just walked in on him trying to get some?

“What? No," she croaked, mortified and jerked back, looking at everywhere but him.

“Then why did you open the bathroom door when you knew I was inside," he asked, his tone husky.

Olivia swallowed and stammered, "I swear, sir, I didn't know you were in there.” She replied breathlessly. Chad didn't look like he believed her, he hummed and with a smirk and grabbed the file from her hands, moving away to sit on the couch across me. It was not every day that a girl got to see her boss in nothing but a towel. Olivia cleared her throat and played with the hem of her dress, after what Chad had said, she was really getting wet underneath.

“Is this all the report?" Chad asked and Olivia jumped on her seat and then nodded eagerly, "Yes,” she mumbled.

Her boss got up from the couch, wearing nothing but a thick towel low on his waist, leaving little to the imagination. "I'll go change and get ready for the meeting, don't come on this time,” he said coldly and walked inside.

Olivia heaved a sigh of relief. She couldn't believe what has just happened. Arriving at work that morning, she hasn't expected to show up at her arrogant boss' home to deliver a report for an emergency meeting. She'd barely gotten through the door when the vice chairman told her to get to Chad immediately, he was going to miss an important meeting.

She arrived to the worse sight ever, Chad was locking lips with a lady in his bathroom and they weren't much dressed. She'd gasped and rushed out but it was already too late. Now, all she could do was pray she didn't die of embarrassment.

A few minutes later and the lady from the room walked out, she was dressed in a tight skirt and a top that spilled her boobs. "Thanks for ruining my best fuck," she sneered at Olivia and didn't even wait for a response before stomping out the front door.

Olivia mumbled an apology under her breath and groaned, she had the worse timing ever. "Are you gonna leave or you're hoping to see something else?" Chad's voice sounded and she jerked up and hurried out the door.

The Bentley was parked right in the front of the building and the driver got the door for Chad as he stepped out. Olivia clutched her handbag and hurried to hail a taxi. She couldn't stand the awkwardness anymore, at that point, quitting her job didn't sound like such a bad idea. She was still flagging down a cab when the Bentley rolled to her face and the backseat window wound down. "What are you doing?" Chad asked in a stiff tone.

"Getting back to work," she replied meekly, looking at her oen shoes. Chad snorted, "You won't find any taxis in this estate, you better get in the car," he said.

"Erhmmm.... sir, I can't, I need... there's something I got to do before..." Olivia didn't know what excuses to make, she only ended up sounding like an idiot.

"You were saying?" He asked, arching a perfect brow. Olivia swallowed and stood there like a mute, not knowing what to say. Chad glared at her, "That was an order, get in the car, now!" He snapped. Olivia jumped a little and quickly rounded into the car. The leather seat was cold and somehow, Chad seated next to her made the entire air freaking hot.

Her boss was none other than Chad Steele, billionaire heir and Playboy of the city. He was a ruthless businessman and a cassanova. Chad Steele wasn't one to settle for anything, not even in business. Woman fell all over him and he had his daily pick. When Olivia had gotten an appointment letter from Steele Inc, she'd made herself a promise to stay away from her boss, but clearly fate has other plans. Somehow, she ended up his secretary after the last one resigned without reason and now, the very man she planned to avoid was in her face 24/7.

"You keep biting those lips," Chad said, his tone almost accusing, "Do you need help?" He asked in deep hoarse voice. Olivia hissed and clenched her thoughts together. She fisted her palms and tried to count to ten. Surely that would help with the fire that was burning it's way from her neck to her crotch.

"What?" She mumbled, surprised but he didn't respond to her, he simply looked away and pulled out his phone. Chad didn't say a word to her for the rest of the ride to the office. She kept staring out the window and then glancing in his direction but he was still fixated on his phone. Soon, the car arrived at the office and Chad stepped out.

Olivia was right behind him, struggling in her stilettoes to catch up with his wife strides. They got into the elevator and Olivia was already breathless as he reached beside her to press the button. The few seconds in there with him felt like forever and finally, she heard the ding. Olivia hurried out and that was her biggest mistake.

She lost balance and tried to reach behind her but thee was really nothing to hold, stumbling on her own foot, she felt the air whoosh around her as she lost balance. Olivia braced for the impact of the floor but it never came, she was grabbed by a pair of really strong arms. Olivia painted and opened her eyes, coming face to face with Chad, he had a scowl on his face.

"You have to stop being so clumsy," he said and let go of her immediately, "Stop trying to get my attention, you're not really my type," he spat just as Olivia landed right on her butt and her high heel snapped.