Oops! I Slept With my Billionaire Boss

"Close the door." Gano'n lang kadali? I closed it with trembling fingers. "You're the first woman who ran away from me, Kaye.” Napalunok ako. "I'm so-sorry, Mr. Montenegro. Nabigla lang talaga ako sa mga pangyayari—" "At least bumalik ka. Babayaran naman kita ng tama, Kaye…" Tumayo siya, mabagal ang bawat hakbang niya palapit. I could feel the weight of his stare like a hand wrapped around my throat. "Make me happy tonight and I'll give you everything you need." Napalapit siya. Sobra. Lapat halos ang katawan niya sa akin. My breathing quickened, not just out of fear, but from that damned heat between us I kept trying to ignore. "You might hate me, right?" he whispered, voice like a taunt. "Then why do your knees shake now that I'm near?" Nag-init ang pisngi ko. "Hindi po totoo 'yan—" "Really?" bulong niya, sabay hapit ng beywang ko papalapit. "Then explain this..." And just like that, his lips crashed onto mine, brutal, hungry, possessive. I froze. But only for a second. Because something deep inside me snapped. Napakapit ako sa balikat niya habang sinasandal niya ako sa pader ng room. His hands were everywhere, tracing my waist, my neck, my thighs, as if he owned every inch of me. “Dy-Dylan,” ungol ko nang marahas niyang pinaghiwalay ang mga hita ko gamit ang tuhod niya, pinaparamdam niya sa akin kung gaano siya ka-galit, o ka-hayok sa laman. “Sabihin mong ayaw mo,” aniya habang nakatitig sa mga mata ko. “Say it and I’ll stop.” Pero wala akong nasabi. Because how could I? I need the money. I need his help. Kung ito ang kasalanan... then damn it, I am already burning.