All Chapters of Traded to my Husband's CEO Boss : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

YVONNE'S P.O.VSomehow, in between locking my lips with Mr Voss and kissing each other senseless, I found my keys in my purse.It was pure agony to separate from him so I could unlock my door, but we were outside on my porch, and anyone could see us. Besides, I couldn't do all the things I had in mind outside.The minute we were inside, my back flattened against the door and Mr Voss's lips crashed into mine again with the same urgency and desire as me.He kissed me passionately, his tongue sweeping over the roof of my mouth in a way that made heat flood my stomach.I grabbed his lapels, pulling hard enough for my aching breasts to flatten on his chest.Mr Voss pulled away so we could both catch our breaths, his eyes were glazed with desire as he wanted my face. “Five months” he murmured, and I didn't know why there was something close to sadness on his face.I traced my manicured finger over the handsome lines of his face. My boss. My Boss “Yes. Let's have fun for five months only, let

CLAYTON’S P.O.VI had five months to make Yvonne fall in love with me.Five months to make the woman I love mine and a much lesser time to fulfil the condition of my father’s will. The street blurred as I drove to SilverThorn Group—The company I would lose if I didn't meet up with my father's demands.I loved my father, and I can't even find it in me to be angry at his criteria for me to take over the company, considering all the things our family had been through; it was understandable.A year ago, I could have easily fulfilled his wishes. I had planned to do so, but I never knew that my coming back to Seattle would bring us crashing into each other again like this.Me as her boss.I knew Yvonne had been married for a long time when I was still in London, but what I didn't know was how terrible her marriage was. That night when she broke down in my arms, when she cried about the things Edgar had done to her...my mind was immediately made up.I forgot about my father's will and why I

YVONNE'S P.O.VToday made it two days down from our arranged five months.I checked my phone again, but still nothing from Sasha. After the most erotic event of my life in my very own boss's office, I needed someone to babble to.So I texted her, not going into details. Gosh, even thinking about it now, how Mr Voss had used his tongue and fingers over and over till I could barely stand on my feet, how he kept going and going with his steady fingers, his skilled tongue not waning in energy. Thinking of it makes my face hot.Sasha hasn't replied since yesterday, though, which meant she was knee deep in work. The Set where Sasha was working in Florida was producing a horror movie, ND for a make-up and costume artist like my best friend, it meant she would be too busy to check her texts's With a sigh, I slid my phone back into my purse and tried to will my thoughts into something more professional. Today wasn’t the day to lose focus. In fact, today was a very big day for the company. M

CLAYTON'S P.O.VBlack spots of rage blurred my vision.I was fùcking pissed to my damm bones. Every single tear that slid down those beautiful eyes had done something to meIt cracked my chest open and pierced my heart bloody.Fuck it. I never want to see her cry. I wasn't even thinking about Prince Emri and his daughter right now or where we stood with them. I wasn't even considering how this sabotage could affect the company, all I could think of was the fear and hurt in her face Whoever did this was going to pay tenfold and more.The phone on my desk rang and I picked it up, answering the call from the head of my IT team, Michael. If anyone knew who entered into Yvonne's office and switched her drive with pornographic ones, it would be him.“Who did you find?" I asked immediately. The moment I left the conference room with Yvonne still sniffing, I called him, briefed him about everything that had just happened, and requested that he check all the cameras.Michael's voice floated i

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 him a welcoming nod that either Mr Voss didn't notice or didn't pay attention toA man in a pristine tailored suit passed by us as we made towards the elevator, his face lit up with a warm smile “Ah, just the man I was planning to come see,” he said as a way of greeting. “It’s been a while Clayton, would you—”“Some other time Henry” Mr Voss waved him off a tad impatiently, his hand on my back steady Henry’s knowing laughter echoed behind us as we stepped into the elevator. “Why did you do—”I had barely begun speaking when Mr Voss spun me around, my body hitting softly against the solid wall of the elevator as he pressed himself behind meI whimpered when I felt him. Really felt him hard a