Todos os capítulos de Seduced by my Bosses: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

The office building was silent when she returned. Not a whisper, not the hum of the air conditioning, just the distant glow of the city leaking through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The world outside sparkled with light, but inside everything felt still, trapped in glass.Maya held her breath as she pressed her badge against the scanner. The door clicked open, echoing in the hallway. She told herself she would only be here for five minutes. Grab the flash drive, leave, and crawl back into bed.She never expected him to still be here.The faint scent of sandalwood and smoke drifted through the hall as she walked. She knew that scent. It clung to every corner of the top floor. It was him. Mr. Damon. Her boss.She slowed her steps, listening carefully. Her heart pounded in her ears. The lights in the main office were off, but a soft glow spilled from the corner suite. His suite. She thought of turning around, but curiosity tugged harder than reason.She peeked in.He was there.He wasn’t

The rain fell hard, slicing through the night like sheets of glass. The street outside the office was empty, the lamps glowing against the downpour. She pressed her palm against the glass door, watching water pour down in thick silver lines. No taxi. No umbrella. Just her and the storm.She had stayed too late at work again. Her boss had left hours ago, or so she thought. She shut down her computer, tucked her flash drive into her bag, and pulled her coat tighter around her body. But before she could step into the rain, a deep voice behind her made her freeze.“Going home like this?”She turned slowly.He was standing near the elevator, suit jacket gone, shirt sleeves rolled, hair damp from the rain he must have walked through earlier. His tie hung loose around his neck. His name was Mr. Lucan. Her boss. The man who made entire rooms go silent with a single glance.“I’ll be fine,” she said softly.His lips twitched. “You’ll be soaked before you even get a cab. My driver’s waiting outs

The rain softened to a steady rhythm by the time the black car turned off the main road. She stared out the fogged window, blinking through the blurred streaks of water, not recognizing the street anymore. The driver’s hand still rested on her thigh, heavy and firm, a quiet reminder of what they’d done in the backseat.Lucan sat beside her, his tie hanging loose, his hair damp. His fingers drummed against the leather seat, slow and deliberate, like he was counting down to something.The car rolled down an unmarked road, through a gate, and into a dark underground garage. The hum of the engine echoed through the concrete space. The driver parked the car in the center of the empty lot. No security guards. No neighbors. Just them.The rain kept falling above, but down here it was quiet.Lucan leaned close to her ear. “Get out.”The driver opened her door before she could think. The air was cooler here, heavy with the scent of oil and metal. Her heels clicked softly on the concrete floor

The building was silent when the elevator doors slid open. The only sound was the low hum of the lights and the faint rain tapping against the tall glass windows. She hugged her file to her chest, heart pounding as she walked down the hallway lined with executive offices. Everyone else had gone home hours ago. Everyone except him.His door was still lit. A thin line of gold slipped through the gap at the bottom, a quiet warning and invitation all at once.She had made a mistake this week. Missed a deadline. Flinched when he raised his voice in that low, controlled way that made everyone else straighten in their seats. She had expected a meeting with HR. Instead, she got a short email with one line.“My office. Now.”Her throat tightened. She paused at the door, hand trembling before she knocked softly.“Come in.”His voice cut through the silence, deep and smooth, a voice that carried no warmth at all. She pushed the door open.Mr. Cross sat behind his desk, suit jacket off, sleeves r

The office building hummed softly after midnight. Most of the floors were dark, the hallways lit only by the soft blue glow of the emergency strips along the walls. She was the only human left on the executive floor. Everyone else had gone home the moment the notice came through that the new CEO was on site.He’s not like the others, the whispers had said during the day. He’s not even from here.She adjusted her collar nervously as she stepped out of the elevator. She wasn’t supposed to be working this late, but the message that had popped up on her terminal carried his signature — a simple line:Report to my office. Alone.Her pulse quickened as she walked down the empty hallway. The sound of her heels echoed softly against the polished floors. His office door was slightly ajar, a soft silver light bleeding into the hall. It wasn’t like any normal lighting. It pulsed faintly, like it was alive.She pushed the door open.He was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at t