All Chapters of Owned by my boss : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Bend over.”His voice—low, rough, and sharp enough to cut—makes my stomach flip.Dominic Steele’s hand finds my waist. Not gentle. Not asking. Just… claiming. He turns me toward the massive oak desk like I’m his to move.I catch my breath. My pulse is so loud I almost miss my own voice.“B-but… Mr. Steele—”“What is it, sweetheart?” His tone dips lower, a dark velvet that slides under my skin. He pushes my pencil skirt higher, the fabric brushing my thighs in slow, deliberate strokes. His hands are hot—too hot—leaving trails I’ll feel for hours. “You look like you’re about to tell me no… but your body? It’s begging for me.”I glance over my shoulder. His storm-grey eyes are steady, unblinking, like they’re wired to my pulse.“The manager… he’s still here—”“I don’t give a damn.” His grip moves to my chin, forcing my gaze back to him. “Say my name, fiery one.”“Mr. Steele…” It’s meant to be firm, but it falls out like a moan.“That’s better.” His mouth is on mine before I can think—hun

Sienna’s POVThe morning breeze slipped in through the curtains, carrying the faint scent of the city. I rolled over and found him still asleep, looking almost peaceful. Like the chaos that ruled his world didn’t exist in this bed.His eyelids fluttered open, revealing those cold, steel-grey eyes. God, he was beautiful. And dangerous. I wondered for a moment what his baby would look like—Oh, hell. Speaking of babies… I hadn’t been on birth control.“Good morning,” he murmured, his deep voice snapping me out of my thoughts.“Morning,” I said softly.He slid an arm around my waist, pulling me closer, and kissed me. The heat of his mouth lingered as his hand trailed down my thigh. We were still tangled naked under the luxury sheets of my new penthouse.“Take the day off, baby. You’re sore,” he said with a smirk, sitting up.I blushed. “You’re not helping.”Before I could move, he scooped me into his arms. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. He kissed me again as he carried m

Nic povI slide the seat back for her to sit.I know she answered Clara's call. I know she crossed the line by picking up while we were having sex - but I don't care. Besides, Clara is a pest I can't wait to weed out."These dishes look delicious..." she says, picking up her fork.She looks breathtaking under the starlight - her blonde hair, blue eyes... everything about her is just alluring."If you want more, let me know.""I'm not a glutton, Mr. Steele," she mutters, rolling her eyes."Never called you one," I say, wiping away a crumb from her lips.In a world filled with chaos, whenever I'm with her... I find peace.Sienna's POVI walked hand-in-hand with Nic as we strolled quietly down the beach. My long sleeveless dress danced in the breeze. I could feel his stare - I turned to look at him."You're a beauty, Sienna - an art meant to be worshipped," he murmurs as we walk."Thank y-" I begin, when my phone chimes.KEVIN."I'm sorry - I have to take this," I say, noticing the jealo

Sienna – POVIt's been a week, and I haven't heard from Nic.He just... disappeared.Last I heard, he was in Greece with his family. I've been going to the office most days, sitting in his chair - letting memories swallow me whole.Memories of him bending me over his desk...His hands all over my bare skin...The way he'd talk to me like I was the only woman in the world.The way he looked at me like I was more than just a distraction.But I guess I wasn't.If I mattered to him - even a little - he would've called.Or texted.Or something.But no. I'm just the girl he bends over a desk when he's bored. A plaything. A secret.Will I keep letting this happen?Then suddenly, the large TV screen lights up in the office. It's a breaking news headline:DOMINIC STEELE AND CLARA WOLFE'S ENGAGEMENT ANNOUNCED.Wedding set for the end of the month.I froze.I stared at the screen like the world had just ended.Yes, I knewClara was his fiancée - but this?Marriage?A wedding date?He agreedto thi

Sienna's POV Nic steps in - he looks handsome but tired. "Are you okay?" I ask, hugging him. He melts into my arms like I'm his peace in this chaotic world. "I am when I'm around you, baby," he murmurs, lifting me and sitting on the couch with me in his lap. "You wanna talk about it?" I ask, touching his cheek. His eyes relax, scanning me. "You're gaining weight..." he says, squeezing my cheeks. "I've been eating big food," I tease him. He smirks. "You don't like it?" "I do," he says, tracing his fingers slowly along my waist. "You keep looking better every day." He kisses my cheek. "You're hungr-" "My mum knows about us..." he blurts out, cutting me off. "What? How?!" "Clara told her," he sighs. "That bitch..." I mutter. "She wants you fired..." I freeze, feeling my whole world stop. "But I won't let that happen," he adds. I exhale in relief. "Thank you," I whisper. He nods, closing his eyes. He looks exhausted but won't admit it – always trying to be strong and emoti