All Chapters of A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

MadisonHer fingers flew across the keyboard as she navigated through several comments."Oh, this is juicy," she said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "According to this post from two months ago, Katherine is dating a CEO in London. And not just casually, like, seriously dating.""How reliable is that information?" I tried to keep my voice neutral despite the strange relief washing over me."Pretty solid. Several people confirmed it in the comments." Hazel scrolled down further. "Only a couple saying it's fake news. Oh, and get this—she's not just some trophy girlfriend. She runs her own fashion retail empire and some luxury business ventures. Started from scratch.""Impressive," I murmured, trying to picture the woman from the photo as a business mogul rather than just Alexander's ex."If this gossip is true," Hazel said, closing her laptop with finality, "then Katherine won't be coming back into Alexander's life anytime soon. You can relax.""I wasn't worried," I lie

MadisonAlexander leaned forward, resting his elbows on his desk. "Give her a call now. I want this started immediately." "I can call her later when I'm back at my desk," I replied, shifting in my chair. "Why aren't you asking your own team to handle this? Why Hazel specifically?" His lips quirked into a half-smile. "I've already given the task to my team. Hazel would be additional support. Sometimes, outside perspectives catch things professionals miss. Your friend found those articles before my entire PR department did." "Okay, fair point." I paused, curiosity getting the better of me. "So, who's the person behind these articles? You mentioned you identified them." Alexander's eyes gleamed with something that looked suspiciously like amusement. "I'll keep that information to myself for now. After we get Hazel's collection and confirm my suspicions, I'll reveal all." He leaned back in his chair. "In the meantime, you can keep thinking about who it might be." "So you want to tort

MadisonHe unbuckled his belt slowly, deliberately, the sound of metal clinking making my pulse quicken. Then he unzipped his pants, pushing them down along with his boxers. His cock sprang free, thick and hard. I licked my lips involuntarily, and Alexander's grip tightened in my hair. "Open your mouth." I parted my lips, and he guided his cock between them, pushing in slowly at first, then faster. I relaxed my jaw, taking him deeper, my tongue swirling around the head. "Fuck," he groaned, his hips thrusting forward. "That's it. Take all of it." I hollowed my cheeks, sucking harder, loving the way his breathing became ragged. His hand guided my movements, setting a rhythm that had him hitting the back of my throat with each thrust. "Look at me," he commanded. I raised my eyes to meet his, and the raw desire I saw there made me moan around his cock. "Such a good girl," he praised, his thumb wiping a tear from the corner of my eye. "Taking my cock so well." He pulled out sudden

MadisonI adjusted the midnight-blue dress Alexander had sent over, smoothing the silky fabric against my skin. The dress hugged my curves perfectly, with a tasteful slit up the side that revealed just enough leg to be intriguing without crossing into inappropriate territory. I turned to examine my reflection from different angles. The plunging back added a touch of daring that made my stomach flutter with a mix of nervousness and excitement. Alexander certainly knew how to pick clothes that fit me like they were made for my body. A text notification lit up my phone screen. Alexander: The car will be there in 15 minutes. I slipped on the matching heels, applied a final coat of lipstick, and gathered my essentials into a small clutch. Through my apartment window, I noticed dark clouds gathering on the horizon. The weather forecast had mentioned possible storms tonight, but hopefully, we'd make it to the venue before any rain started. Right on schedule, my phone buzzed again. The c

MadisonAlexander shifted slightly, putting a few more inches between them. "How are you enjoying the gala?" "It's lovely," she replied, moving closer to eliminate the distance he'd created. "Though I'm surprised to see you here. You don't usually attend every fundraising event." "The Wilson Foundation does important work," Alexander said, smoothly redirecting the conversation. "How much did you invest tonight, Caroline?" Her smile faltered slightly. "Oh, I made a modest donation. Nothing compared to your generosity, I'm sure." She glanced at the small boutique bag in his hand. "Did you win something special in the auction?" "Just a small item," he replied vaguely. "Have you settled into the New York main branch yet? Last time we spoke, you mentioned relocating from Los Angeles." Caroline brightened. "Not quite yet. The transition is still in progress, but I should be fully settled in a few days. There's so much to arrange: finding the perfect mansion, transferring all my files,