All Chapters of Seducing My Cold Alpha Boss : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Killian's pov I think I must be sick in the head. Yep, that's the only explanation for why I was doing it out in the open like this, or even why I was doing it at all with a servant. Insanity…maybe that's it. Why would I see a woman who is supposed to be nothing more than an employee to me dressed in a maid outfit and then immediately get as hard as a rock? I told myself that the only reason why I was coming here was because I wanted to see how the cleaning of the banquet hall was going, but deep down inside there was a nagging feeling, that what I was telling myself was nothing more than an excuse to have me go there without feeling guilty. I watched her from afar longer than it should have been, possibly trying my best to mask my presence as I watched her clean. The only thing that caught me off from the spicy thoughts in my head rushing straight downstairs was seeing how exhausted she was cleaning the banquet hall by herself. I was a big fan of my privacy for many re

Clara's pov His eyes cleared like a thinning mist, then he gulped so hard his Adam's apple bobbed.“Leave,” His command was icy and straight to the point. I flicked my attention to the tray that was now on his desk.“How can I leave now? After all I just saw? After what I'm still seeing?” His member was more alert than not. Just doing it with his hands couldn't have been enough. “I'm sure you're not satisfied, right…? Well neither am I after all your teasing…” I put my fingers underneath my uniform and raised it up so he'd see he wasn't the only one twitching on the edge.His focus was razor sharp, eyes transforming into slits as they looked nowhere else other than my lower region as the evidence of my arousal continued to drip down my thigh like a broken faucet soon enough his member was back to full attention just from staring alone I dropped my dress and approached him sitting on his lap he remained like a man mesmerized unable to even object at first but when he found his voic

Clara's pov He was dressed and gone in a flash, I could not so much as utter a single protest. I tried to reach out tried to hold him but it was no use he was gone before I could and left me with my hand hanging mid air. I drew it back to myself with shame clouding my face and then found my way back to the desk sitting down trying to regain myself. Why should I care why I made him rush out like that? In the end he was my boss and I was just his maid. it was none of my business what had made him leave in such a manner, it was not my place to ask for explanations. No…my job was to just be his personal Omega maid and nothing else. This sudden attraction that had overtaken us, perhaps it was just a one-time thing and we have gotten it out of our system. I feel fine now…like a thirst that had been drying me from the inside had finally been quenched, hopefully it won't come back again. My uniform had been ripped into shreds and I couldn't go around walking about like th

Clara’s pov I do not think I have ever seen Alpha Killian arbitrarily dislike someone the way he did towards Lucas, even accidentally mentioning him would lead to a frown and instant look of displeasure And this time was no difference, of course. He looked so angry that I became a bit troubled, and because of that, I got up and went over to Lucas with the intention to leave. Alpha Killian noticed this. “Where do you think you are going, Clara? I have not dismissed you yet or anything… Can't you see that the headmaid is still injured?” I looked over my shoulder, hugging the tupperware that I had brought to myself. “But the doctors will take care of everything after this also there isn't much I can do since I have already brought her meal so it's best that I go back and take care of the mansion,” He approached me and then gave Lucas another glacier look. “Both of us are going to leave together, so there is no need for you to bother yourself with that. Just stay here till

Clara’s pov The mansion was extra quiet without Martha, so quiet I'm sure you could hear a pin drop. We were alone. At first my heart cradled sadness then I blinked and it transformed into anticipation, my breath becoming a little rough around the edges, fingers scrambling all over my body as I stole looks at my boss. I knew he was coming for me. How and when were the only questions. “Make me some tea,” he said stiffly once we went through the door going back into boss mode, the atmosphere was now professional and the dampness between my legs were not. “What?” I spluttered out kind of stupidly, my head was so far in the gutter I felt like I had been violently flung back to reality with his words. “Clara, you know I'm not fond of repeating myself. Did you really not hear me the first time? Make me some tea…I want you to make tea, preferably black tea,” “O-of course,” the switch had been flipped and we were back to being just boss and employee again. It was a rather pec