All Chapters of My Boss Will Stop At Nothing To Have Me : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Nathaniel's POV“How did you know where I live?” I asked, keeping my voice calm, even though my pulse had started sprinting.She lifted her chin and smirked. “I have my ways.”Of course she did. Leave it to Lillian to appear at my front door like this. Unanticipated but welcoming.“Do your ways include stalking or corporate espionage?” I asked, stepping aside to let her in.“If I told you, I’d have to kill you,” she snickered as she walked past me.Her perfume hit me first, subtle, familiar, and then the realization of what this meant.She came here.On her own.Without any prompting on my part.Without any warning either.“I hope you’re not here to murder me in my sleep,” I said as I closed the door behind her.“That depends,” she said, glancing around the room. “Do you snore?”A laugh escaped me. God, I missed her.“Drink?” I offered, heading toward the bar.“Something strong.”That, I could do.I poured two glasses of scotch, the good kind I usually saved for negotiations or disapp

Lillian's POV (18+)I closed my eyes and moaned. "You feel so good Niel," I said breathlessly."You do too Lillian," he whispered, claiming my mouth with his and owning it as he started moving in and out, gradually getting faster and deeper.His pace picked up and he started gently thrusting into me, looking down to make sure I was okay before he started going harder.Eventually he was slamming up into me and I threw my head back and cried out, gripping onto the sheets and squeezing my eyes shut tight."Is that too much for you baby?" he asked, stopping for a minute.Hearing him call me baby made my ovaries explode."No," I said breathlessly. "I want it hard tonight." I saw hunger flash in his eyes before he started driving into me again, going even harder until he was slamming into me, with the headboard banging against the wall and everything shaking that wasn't tied down.He felt so good I tried to scream out his name, but the intensity of what I was feeling took my breath away and

Nathaniel's POVI woke up slowly, with that rare warmth that only follows a night worth remembering.“Hmm.”The sheets still held her scent…something soft, expensive, a little wild. My arm reached across the bed instinctively, fingertips brushing against cold sheets.Empty.I blinked and sat up, the realization settling in.She was gone.No whispered goodbye.No scribbled note.Not even the sound of her heels clacking down the hallway to see her off.Gone.I stared at the ceiling for a moment, then laughed under my breath.Of course she did. “Oh, Lillian.” I chuckled to myself.Lillian always had this air of self-control, like she wants control. Last night, though? She let go. She burned. She wanted me…and not as her boss.And now, she was running.I swung my legs over the side of the bed, amd stood. I didn’t regret a second of it.Hell, I have been wanting her for longer than I cared to admit. But she was always off-limits.Still, when she showed up last night, eyes bright, lips dar

David's POVIt wasn’t supposed to happen like this.Hell, it wasn’t supposed to happen at all.The image of Lillian standing in the doorway is still showing into my mind. Her face…shattered. Her breath caught somewhere between a gasp and a sob. I still hear the sound of her keys hitting the floor. That sharp clatter echoes louder than any words I’ve tried to say since.I wish I could rewind time. Just ten minutes. Maybe even ten seconds. Anything to keep her from walking in on that moment…on me. Her fiance, betraying her in the most cowardly way imaginable.Jasmine wasn’t worth it.God, I hate myself for even thinking her name right now. She was one Lillian’s best friend. That’s what makes this all feel like a different level of wrong.Not just betrayal.It was a double-edged dagger.I stabbed my love in the back and twisted it with someone she trusted like a sister.I can’t sleep.I lie awake, replaying it all in slow motion.The excuses I never got the chance to say.The guilt I nev

David's POVIt didn’t matter what I was doing. Whether working, eating, lying in bed staring at the ceiling, she was there.In my head. In every thought. Every breath.Lillian.Not Jasmine. Not the fire I set.Just her.The way she used to throw her head back when she laughed. The way she used to look at me like I was her whole world, like I couldn’t ever fall too far.God, I miss that.I miss her.The silence between us was unbearable.No texts. No calls. No signs of life.I have never felt so erased.I told myself I would give her space. That I would let it go. But this guilt, it’s like an chain around my neck, and I had to see her. Just once. Even if she didn’t say a word to me.So I got in the car. Drove across the city to her office.I knew where she worked, she has been in the finance department of that company for too long. Lillian had once told me it took her two years of late nights, and weekend calls to earn their trust.It didn’t surprise me. She was always the most capable