One night with my mean billionaire boss のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

“Gotta go, the boss is here,” I said to Tim. He smirked at me like a maniac. “Go get your man girlll.” Despite myself, I smiled. My chest was heaving throughout the ten-minute walk to his office. I faked a smile at Yvonne: the receptionist, “he looks angry,” she whispered. I swallowed the lump in my throat and stood tall then strutted in. “What are you doing?” He barked at me from his seat behind his enormous desk. “Is that a trick question?” I’m standing in front of you. What does it look like?” He gave me a don't test me look. “I mean why the hell are you not in the office when I arrived and openly flirting with that idiot from downstairs?” He demands. My mouth falls open in horror. “I wasn’t flirting.” “Bullshit. I saw it with my own fucking eyes. What do you think people would say when they see my fiancée flirting with some random dude from

****𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐱’𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐯**** “What's the occasion?” she asked with a smile on her face as she strutted in. She's so beautiful. “For what?” I asked, feigning ignorance. She gave me a stop playing dumb look. “I don't know what you're talking about.” I was trying really hard not to smile. “The dress, Knox. The dress!” “Ohh, that?” “Yeah, that.” “It's for dinner tonight. My family wants to meet you.” “What?” she shrieked. “And you're just telling me that now? What the hell is wrong with you?” I laughed as I tugged her to me so she's standing in between my legs, my hands on her waist and her looking down at me. “Nana and my siblings want to meet you…. and Ana too.” My conviction must not have shown in my voice because she raised her eyebrow and conked her head to the side at that last bit like she didn't believe me. “Uhmm, maybe not Ana. Honestly, I don't know what she thinks about all this. She d

Next thing I know, I'm being dragged through his apartment and thrown on the bed. His hungry gaze drops down the length of my body as he drinks me in. And there it is… the heat that this man creates with his stare could light up the earth …. The way he looks at me and makes me feel desirable is something I’ll never forget. “Spread your legs, Rose, wide, keep those tight.” I spread my legs until I couldn’t spread them further as they caught taut on my undies. Surprising me, his hand slid between my legs and my thighs quivered. “Having my fingers alone in this pretty pussy has me rock hard,” he whispered, pressing in and rubbing and my fingers curled into the comforter. “I love this sweet pussy, this sweet ass and I wanna spank it bad, but I love this pussy so much I don’t wanna fuck it with pain getting in the way. So I’m gonna spank this ass later.” I closed my eyes tight and put everything into keeping still. He kissed me from my t

𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐞.... 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫 I power walk up the street among the crowd. I’ll never get used to these busy New York sidewalks no matter how long I live here. I’m exhausted. I was up half the night having sex, and I haven’t been back to sleep since I left Knox’s at four thirty this morning. God, what a nightmare this whole situation is. And who the fuck is Trisha? I order my iced coffee, and as I wait, I scroll around on trending topics in our line of work. I’ll read it at lunch. I wonder if they have any jobs available. I’m probably going to need one soon. With a heavy heart, my mind goes to Knox. I wonder. Damn it, why does something always have to go wrong with the men I like? If only he were just a normal guy…. with a normal shitty apartment and a shitty car and no women texting him…. he would be perfect. In every way. I got a vision of us last night as we made love and kissed for hours, and sadness swept over me. I hate that

“Hey, you should come clubbing with us,” she offers. “Really?” “Yeah, for sure. We’d have a blast.” “You know what? I’d love to.” I smile. “Awesome.” She takes her phone out of her pocket and puts my number in. “We usually meet up about eight or nine on Saturday night.” “For dinner first?” I ask. “No.” She smirks. “We eat mac and cheese before we go out and then buy hella expensive drinks. Priorities.” I laugh. “Okay, sounds good.” I make my way to my desk and then around halfway. “Can I come with a friend?” I asked excitedly. Maybe this is exactly what I needed. I haven’t gone clubbing since the night I met him. “Of course.” She replied smiling. “Hi,” Liv says sadly. She’s sitting on the spare chair in my office. “What’s wrong?” I frown as I take my seat “I got stood up again last night.” She sighs. “I’m just getting sick of this, you know?” “Have you talked to him?” I ask