Chapter 1- Transaction

Jake's POVI was already buried deep when she started losing control of herself, it was easy to tell she was down bad for my cock.Her thick thighs clamped tight around my hips, her nails digging into my shoulders as though she needed to hold on to prove this was happening. I didn’t give her anything to hold onto emotionally, I didn't have to, no kisses, no whispered nonsense, no fake tenderness. Just the steady, practiced rhythm I’d perfected over months long, controlled strokes that landed exactly where the extra cash said they should. I stayed professional. She lay on her back now, legs hooked over my forearms so I could fold her open anyway she requested. Every time I drove in, her ass lifted off the mattress, soft and heavy, the cheeks spreading and bouncing back against my pelvis with a fleshy slap that echoed over the drone of the hotel AC. She was a proper PAWG. She could never get wet enough on her own, so the lube bottle stood open on the nightstand, cap lost somewhere,

Chapter 2- One Last Job

Jake’s POV“You need the bursar’s stamp first,” the woman at the counter said without looking at me.“I already paid,” I told her, sliding the receipt back across the desk. “That’s the payment confirmation.”She finally glances up, unimpressed. “And I need the bursar’s stamp.”I swallow whatever smart thing wants to leave my mouth and nod. “Where’s that office?”“Second floor. Room 214.”Of course it is. I head upstairs, the envelope from last night already lighter in my pocket. Tuition balance cleared. Departmental levy paid. Printing fees sorted. Every dollar was already assigned before it even touched my hands. That’s how my life works now. Money doesn’t stay for long, it moves. Hospital bills, medication, school fees, textbooks, food, survival.Room 214 has a line.Naturally.I stand there holding my folder, staring at the pale walls and the faded noticeboard covered in outdated memos. A guy in front of me is arguing about late registration penalties. Behind me, someone keeps si

Chapter 3- Control

Jake's POVMy pulse kicked up immediately he said the word, but I didn’t hesitate. My fingers went to my belt, unbuckling it with a sharp tug. Jeans slid down my thighs, pooling at my ankles. I kicked them off along with my shoes. Shirt next, buttons popped one by one until I shrugged it off my shoulders.Boxers last, though with a bit of hesitation. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband and shoved them down, stepping free. Stark naked now, skin prickling in the cool air, my cock already half-hard from the sheer weight of his gaze.He didn’t move, he just watched, calm as a predator sizing up prey. His composure made my stomach twist.“On your knees,” he commanded. I dropped, knees hitting the carpet. The position felt exposed, vulnerable, but a low thrill hummed under my skin. This was supposed to be just another gig, cash to make me stable, nothing more. But the way he loomed over me, fully clothed while I knelt bare, stirred something raw.I wasn’t new to men, but this dynamic?

Chapter 4- The Internship

Jake’s POVI did not remember how I got home.I remember unlocking the front door quietly so I wouldn’t wake my sister who came to spend a few days with me. I remember standing in the bathroom staring at myself in the mirror like I was looking at someone else.There were marks on my skin that weren't from accidents.I turned on the shower and stepped in, letting the water run hot enough to sting. I scrub harder than necessary. Soap. Rinse. Again. My reflection in the fogged mirror looked tired. Older than twenty-three.When I stepped out, I did not bother drying properly. I sat on the edge of the tub instead and pressed the towel to my face.And then it hit me, not the shame, not the regret, but the memory.The way he looked at me like I wasn’t something disposable. The way his voice shifted when he wanted compliance. The way I answered him without thinking, and worst of all, when I enjoyed everything that happened. I dragged the towel down and inhaled sharply.What the hell is wro

Chapter 5- First Day At the Office

Jake’s POV“Send the revised draft to acquisitions before noon,” Nathan said to the woman standing in front of his desk. His tone was calm and measured. “And make sure legal reviews clause four. We’re not repeating last quarter’s mistake.”“Yes, sir,” she replies quickly.He nods once, dismissing her.Then his eyes shift to me.“Mr. Humphrey.”The way he said my name felt deliberate. Precise.“Yes, Mr. Hayes.”“The summaries you submitted this morning were adequate,” he says. “Adequate is not the standard here.”My jaw tightened slightly. “What would you prefer?”“I prefer insight, not repetition. If I wanted the manuscript paraphrased, I would ask a machine.”A few heads lifted from nearby desks. Not obviously staring, but listening.“I’ll revise them,” I said.“You’ll need to do more than just revise,” he replied evenly. “You’ll demonstrate that you understand what makes a book profitable, not just readable.”He turns to Clara. “Your report was concise. Thank you.”She smiled faint

One Night With My New CEO のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 5

Chapter 1- Transaction

Chapter 2- One Last Job

Chapter 3- Control

Chapter 4- The Internship

Chapter 5- First Day At the Office