MasukYVONNE'S P.O.VI was going through some files on my computer when my phone vibrated against my deskI ignored it, knowing for a fact that it wasn't Mr Voss who sent that message. He was in the conference room with the board members for a meeting. Although he hadn't told me what the meeting was about, I knew it was concerning the deal SilverThorn Group lost todayMy chest quaked and a small, sound escaped past my lips. My fingers trembled over my keyboard and I forced in a long, calming breath“He has everything under control” I reminded myself in a soft whisper. “It's not the end of the company. There are going to be more contracts in the future, better ones even"It sounded ridiculous— talking to myself in my empty office, but it helps lighten my mood so why not?I refocused on my screen, creating the schedule for Mr Voss's week. There was so much piled up due to our trip to Italy, hopefully, we could cover it all before the end of the monthI squinted my eyes at the screen, organizi
CLAYTON'S P.O.VThe last person I wanted to see today was Aunt Stephanie. Yet here I was, staring straight at her oily smile. My jaw hardened just at the mere sight. It wasn’t that I couldn’t postpone today's meeting. I could. I owned this building, the company, and all the other luxury investments scattered across the state. One word from the entire board and me would reschedule without any question.But postponing it would only delay the inevitable. It was better to get this done and dusted with “Terrible indeed” Aunt Stephanie made a show of clutching her pearls while nodding to something a member of the board said. Someone else followed with a softer tone. “It's not as bad as the press makes it seem. Companies lose deals from time to time, let's not make a big deal out of nothing”Aunt Stephanie's lips fell in a mock gasp. She drew in a breath for the show of it. “Did you just say let's not make a big deal out of this, Mr Cain?" She glanced around the boardroom, purposely avoid
YVONNE'S P.O.VThere was a chilling kind of cold that seeped past my skin and into my bonesMr Voss has never, and I mean not once given me any reason to be afraid or cautious around him. Even before he agreed to my absurd five-month affair, he was always so gentle with meHowever, this was his company, a multi-million-dollar company. He had broad to answer to, his legacy to protect. In the business world, any little mistake could cost so much that we worked tirelessly to ensure mistakes never happened He was within his rights to be pissed at me, I wouldn't fault him if I walked into the office and he didn't want to see me. The logical part of my brain understood that, but the entirety of my heart didn't. In fact, I was having breathing problems just imagining Mr Voss being angry at me. I didn't want to let him down, I didn't want to be an embarrassment, but it's too late for that nowI have somehow managed to mess this up too, just like I mess every other thing in my life. I didn't
YVONNE’S P.O.V. The toaster chimed, snapping me out of my thoughts. I grabbed the slices of bread before they got burned, prepared my sandwich, and put it into a paper bag. Then, I rushed for the door, not sparing time to check my reflection in the mirror.It was my first time being late to work.But between what happened last night and what happened again while Mr Voss “cleaned” me in the tub, I was exhausted. My body still ached in places I didn’t know could feel pleasure, and my mind hadn’t stopped replaying the sound of his voice, the way he’d said my name like it belonged to him.I could barely remember him driving me home or tucking me into bed like I was something fragile. And so I woke up late.Late but... different. More energized and happier than I could remember.I arrived at the bus station just in time. Throughout the ride, I kept trying to reach out to Sasha, who hadn't replied to my text in days. It was so unlike her. I know her job at the Set could be demanding, but
CLAYTON'S P.O.VThe suite was equipped with everything a billionaire could need to unwind and relax.I turned on the water and poured some oils into the bathtub, aside from the cleaners who entered to keep it tidy, no one else had access to my private suite in Goshen.When I returned to the lounge chamber intending to clean her up, I found Yvonne still bent over the desk. The pale skin on her backside and thighs were pink from how hard I gripped her I felt my cock twitch.Her body was slack and trembling, her long lashes fluttered against her flushed skin as she fought not to give in to sleep. She kept blinking, staring at nothing, as I stalked towards her, I caught her small voice as she whispered “Wow" over and overA proud smile tilted the side of my lips. I love seeing her like this, thoroughly spent, wrecked, and wondrous all at once. My seed glistening inside her swollen sex beckoned on something inside of me, something twisted and primitiveDeadly even. My essence between thos
YVONNE'S P.O.VHe was thick And longAnd....well endowed. Perfectly, powerfully made.My toes dug into the carpeted floorI writhed underneath Mr Voss's hold, my body going slack and losing at the same time, his tip lined with my slick pussy had me feeling all sorts of feelingsEven my back hole puckered.Christ “Clayton" I moaned when he fisted his cock in his hands, sliding it against my slick folds.My eyes rolled into the back of my sockets. I grabbed the side of the desk for my dear lifeMr Voss slid his length over my lower lip, the sound of our wet skin rubbing together made me bite down on another moan“Look how pretty this pussy is" he murmured more to himselfI arched my back, not able to wait any longer. “Come on, Clayton," I urged. “Please"My breasts were tender, and I rubbed them against the surface of the flat table, the friction shooting down to my core.Mr Voss let out a shattered breath as he slid his cock over my folds again. “Fuck" he muttered darkly. His eyes we
YVONNE'S P.O.VMy breasts flattened against the table.I gasped out loud, standing on my toes. By the side of the room was a full-length mirror that allowed me to see Mr Voss at my back.His face was full of dark desire and passion as he got down on his knees. “Don’t move Yvonne.”His warning growl
YVONNE'S P.O.VI blinked back the tears in my eyes as Mr Voss drove us away from the company complex.I had never, ever in my life been publicly embarrassed like this. My throat still burned with the sobs I was holding back, and I couldn't stop the scene from this afternoon replaying in my head. Th
YVONNE'S P.O.VI could have sworn that Mr Voss stopped breathing. His eyes flared wide as he dragged in a sharp breath through his nose. “Let’s go” Mr Voss growled into my ears as he led the way into Goshen. The exclusive club of Washington. The securities didn't ask for a pass, they only gave h
YVONNE'S P.O.VI froze, and so did everyone in the conference room.The blood flowing in my veins turned into ice —colder than Ice. The image and sound filled the room.My finger tips were numb and fear kept me rooted to the spotA man...a man with his tongue and face in between a woman's legs. Oh







