บททั้งหมดของ Taken By My Boss: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

"I-it was just a bit of fun," Mr. Luca stuttered, his eyes flickering towards Miss Adrianne for support. She scurried off the bed, straightening her dress and smoothing her hair, trying to regain some semblance of dignity.Miss Adrianne giggled, a high-pitched sound that grated on my nerves. "Oh, come on, Harrison," she cooed, her voice sticky with fake innocence. "You know how these girls can be. They just get so lonely down here, and who can blame them for seeking a little...companionship?"Mr. Harrison's gaze flicked to me, his eyes filled with a storm of emotions I couldn't quite decipher. "Is this true, Emma?" he asked, his voice tight with tension.I didn't ask for a companionship,it's not true, I screamed inside my head. But the words wouldn't come out. All I could do was shake my head, my throat closing up with fear. "No," I managed to whisper, the sound barely audible. "It's not true."Mr. Harrison's eyes narrowed, and he turned back to Mr. Luca. "Get the fuck out of my house

I blinked at him, surprised by his sudden intimacy. But before I could protest, he was leaning down, his warm breath fanning across my face as he kissed me. His lips were soft, his kiss tender, and it was nothing like the violent, possessive kisses Miss Adrianne had forced on me. This was a kiss filled with care and concern, and it sent a warmth spreading through my chest that I hadn't felt in a very long time.For a moment, I just lay there, letting him kiss me, letting him hold me. It was like a balm to my bruised soul, and I found myself responding, my arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer. His hands began to roam, exploring my body with a gentle touch that had me gasping for breath. He kissed me deeper, his tongue sliding into my mouth, and I could taste the hint of mint from the tea he'd been drinking.But then, reality crashed back down around me like a ton of bricks. I remembered his fiancée, the beautiful Miss Adrianne, and the games they played in this mansion. I

As night came, I headed to my small room, feeling a mix of excitement and fear. Rachel had left me a neat note: "Be careful, darling. Remember, this place is dangerous." I put the note in my pocket.I was very tired, so I lay down on my bed, thinking about the day. Soon, I fell asleep without realizing what my choice meant.A soft knock on my door woke me up hours later. My heart raced as I said, "Come in." The door opened, and I saw Harrison's shape in the dim light. He shut the door, and the sound echoed in the small room."Hey," he said quietly, stepping closer. I could see he was tense. "We need to talk."My heart skipped. Was he going to tell me to stop leading him on? To remind me of his engagement? Or maybe he wanted to end things before they got worse. I sat up, trying to push away my fears. "Okay," I said, trying to sound calm.Harrison took a deep breath and said, "I can't stop thinking about you, Emma. Since the first day I saw you, I've wanted you, but I didn't think it wa

With a groan, Harrison pulled out of me, his cock glistening with my juices. He removed the condom, the sight of it making me feel oddly empty. He stepped away for a moment, and I watched in the mirror as he tied it off and tossed it into the wastebasket. The mundane act was a stark contrast to the intensity of our coupling, and it brought a sense of reality to the room that was almost jarring.As he approached the bed again, I couldn't help but notice that he was still rock hard, the tip of his cock a dark shade of red from our earlier exertions. "What are you doing?" I whispered, my voice shaking with a mix of fear and anticipation.His eyes never left mine as he positioned himself between my legs, the head of his cock nudging against my slick opening. "I want to feel all of you," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. "I need to be inside of you without anything between us."The panic grew in my chest as he pushed inside, the feeling of him bare and uncovered a new kind of intimacy

My stomach knotted at the thought of Miss Adrianne's wrath. Rachel noticed my distress and took my hand. "Don't worry, I've got your back," she assured me. "But you need to be smart. Don't let him control you completely. Keep your wits about you."I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. Rachel's teasing smile returned. "Now, get dressed. You don't want to keep the man waiting," she said, her voice a mix of amusement and concern. She handed me a fresh uniform, the fabric feeling cool against my flushed skin. "You're going to need all the confidence you can get."I slipped into the crisp white shirt and black skirt, feeling the fabric hug my curves in a way that was both empowering and slightly terrifying. Rachel watched me with a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Look at you," she said, her voice a playful purr. "You're going to be the best damn secretary this mansion has ever seen."Her teasing words echoed in my ears as I straightened my skirt and took a deep brea