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I flipped through the document Sebastian had asked Maria to bring to my office. Everything seemed so strange. Yes, I won't deny it; I usually daydream during discussions about this project, but I’m not foolish—I knew it was about an AI app creation. Yet here it was, outlining a medical machine invention from seven years ago. Where the heck did she dig up this old project work from?I sighed, got up, and made my way toward Sebastian’s office. I clicked the door open.Laura was sitting on the armrest of Sebastian’s chair, pointing at something in the file on his desk. Their eyes flicked to me, and she quickly stood up, adjusting her hair.“Actually, Sophie, I—” she started, but Sebastian cut her off.“Sophie, can’t you knock?” he snapped. I said nothing, slamming the file against his desk.My anger was so visible. "What's the meaning of this? Why was a seven-year-old project given to me?” I demanded He scoffed and leaned back, swivelling his chair. “Sophie, I wanted you to read and und

I watch him sip his green tea, my heart racing—not in fear, but in anticipation of what it might feel like to be with someone like him.He sets the cup down, picks up the document beside him, and places it on the table. My eyes flick to the title: Contract Agreement.I sigh and reach for it.“Go through it, Sophy. You won’t be at a disadvantage. I’ll give you two estates, any car of your choice, and an unlimited debit card,” he stated.I said nothing and kept flipping through the pages. My hand halted at one clause—I would have to come to the USA whenever he needed me.I scoffed and shook my head. I’m not doing that.“What’s wrong?” he asked immediately, noticing my reaction.“I can’t come to the USA anytime you want me to. I can’t,” I said, keeping my voice strong.He sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes fixed on me. “It’s up to me, Sophy, and you have to obey,” he declared.My heart dropped; he's really not going to let me win. I will just take it one slow step at a

I chuckled and got to my feet. Right now, I wanted confirmation that my job was safe. And if my role meant submitting to him, then so be it. I'm willing to do anything to defeat Laura and Sebastian—even if it means giving him exactly the impression he wanted. I reached for the buttons of my blouse, my eyes fixed on him as I slowly took them off one after the other. “You said you were obsessed with this body… and that I shouldn’t let anyone else touch me,” I murmured as I slipped off my blouse and tossed it to the floor, leaving myself in only my bra and suit pants. A wide smile spread across his face as he spread his legs. His cock had hardened again, and even though he had tucked it back into the sweatpants, it was still clearly visible. I reached for my suit pants and slid them off, standing only in my black bra and pants in front of him. After that day, I had developed the habit of wearing matching underwear, never knowing when I might end up in a situation like this. And righ

He pulled out his cock, and I felt my folds empty, craving him inside of me again. The pain seemed to be the more thrilling part of this sex. "Sophy, if you want to prove your sincerity, now is the time. I want to know how much of my obsession you can take," he said bluntly.I blinked, trying to figure out what he meant, but before I could ask anything, he spanked my ass hard, and I jerked.He smacked me again, and a loud moan tore from my throat. I glanced at him over my shoulder and immediately felt his fingers moving inside me, thrusting urgently as his breath came faster and his fingers pushed deeper."You are going to satisfy my five years of craving right now," he growled, still thrusting his fingers. My grip tightened around the sheet, my knees trembling, and a loud moan escaped me as I shattered around his fingers. Immediately, he pushed his cock hard into me, and a loud cry tore from my throat.Would I be able to satisfy a five-year craving in just a day? I might die.He kept

I swivelled my chair softly, watching as Chloe performed her own task. She's sucked at it; even a blind man could tell she was acting—well, only if the blind man actually overheard them. "Ma'am, do you need a massage?" she grinned awkwardly. Chloe isn't disrespectful; she has been a naive, quiet lady. But who gives massages in the office? And "ma'am"—she never referred to me as one; we are almost the same age. I leaned forward, my elbow on my desk, my fingers clasped together. "Chloe, do you need anything?" I asked softly. She blinked her eyes, then slowly lowered her gaze. "Sophie, I know this might sound a bit odd, but can you just step down from your position as a manager? You are the CEO's wife; you don't need to pay anything. You could afford any lifestyle you want, but our situations are different. My junior brother is sick, and just my salary won't help out. I really need this bonus, Sophie. Please, can you just step down?" she said, sobbing. I leaned back, staring at her