Todos os capítulos de THE ART OF SINS: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

The CEO’s Midnight Rule Chapter 1 The clock on Lena Hart’s computer read 12:47 a.m. when she finally leaned back in her chair and let out a long breath. The marketing floor of Voss Enterprises was completely dark except for the single lamp on her desk and the soft blue glow of her monitor. Everyone else had left hours ago. Only the cleaning crew and the security guard downstairs knew she was still here, and even they probably thought she was crazy. She rubbed her tired eyes and stared at the screen. The quarterly presentation was due at nine sharp in the morning. One stupid formatting error had turned into a full-blown disaster, and now the entire deck looked like it had been thrown together by a drunk intern. Which, technically, she still was. Six months into her role and she was still trying to prove she belonged in the big leagues. Lena stood up and stretched, her tight black pencil skirt pulling across her hips as she reached for the ceiling. Her white blouse had come untucke

Chapter 3 Lena slid off the desk on shaky legs and sank to her knees in front of him. The carpet was soft under her bare skin. Damien watched her with dark, hungry eyes as he finished unbuckling his belt and pulled down the zipper of his slacks. His cock sprang free, thick and heavy, the head already flushed and glistening. She had never seen anything like it. Long, veined, and so hard it curved slightly upward. Her mouth watered even as nerves fluttered in her stomach. “Open,” he said, voice rough. Lena parted her lips. Damien stepped forward and rubbed the head of his cock across her bottom lip, smearing precum. The taste was salty and masculine. She licked it without thinking and heard him exhale sharply. “Good girl. Now take it.” He pushed forward slowly, filling her mouth inch by inch. Lena’s jaw stretched around him. She wrapped one hand around the base and hollowed her cheeks, sucking as he fed her more. When the head hit the back of her throat she gagged softly, eyes wat

Chapter 5 Lena sat up fast, heart pounding. The email was still open on Damien’s phone, the thumbnail of them fucking on her desk staring back at her like a nightmare. “Oh my God,” she whispered. “We’re going to get fired. Both of us. I’m going to lose everything—” “Stop.” Damien’s voice was calm, almost cold. He set the phone down and cupped her face with both hands, forcing her to look at him. “Breathe. I own this company, Lena. That footage is on my servers. I decide who sees it.” She stared at him, wide-eyed. “You… you can delete it?” “I can do a lot more than delete it.” He kissed her forehead, then her lips, slow and reassuring. “The head of HR works for me. The security team works for me. And right now, the only person who matters is you.” He rolled her onto her back and settled between her thighs again, already hard despite everything. This time the sex was different. Slower. Deeper. He made love to her like he was proving a point, like he needed her to feel how serious

: Chapter 2: Desk-Fucked Like a Slut I barely slept that night. Every time I closed my eyes I could still feel Nico’s thick cock stretching me open, the way his hot cum had flooded deep inside me and then leaked down my thighs for hours. My pussy was still sore and puffy, but every time I thought about it, I got wet all over again. I hated myself for it… but I couldn’t stop. At 7:30 the next morning I stood outside the back door of the restaurant like he told me. I wore the shortest black skirt I owned and a tight white blouse with no bra underneath. No panties either — just like he ordered. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. The door opened before I could knock. Nico stood there in a black suit, sleeves rolled up, looking even more dangerous in the morning light. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me inside without a word. “Lock the door,” he said. I did. He walked me straight to his big wooden desk in the office and pushed me forward until my hips hit t

Chapter 4: Total Cock Control I woke up to the sound of my front door unlocking. It was barely 6 a.m. Sunlight was just starting to creep through my curtains. Before I could sit up, Nico walked straight into my bedroom like he owned the place. He was already dressed in his usual black shirt and pants, looking fresh and dangerous. He didn’t say good morning. He just pulled the blankets off me, grabbed my ankles, and yanked me to the edge of the bed. “Legs open. Now.” I spread them without thinking. My pussy was already wet from the dreams I’d been having about him. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his thick cock, and shoved it straight inside me in one hard thrust. No warm-up. No gentle start. Just deep, owning strokes that made the bed creak. “This is how you wake up from now on,” he said, voice calm but firm. “I come in whenever I want. I fuck you whenever I want. Your body belongs to me 24 hours a day. Understand?” “Yes,” I gasped, already close to cumming from how rough h