“Why is it so dark in here, is something wrong with the lights?” he muttered, his hand brushing along the wall as if searching for the switch.Boris’ voice echoed down the hallway.“Hey! Who’s there? Bernard? Rufus?”A flicker of light flashed faintly from the distance.“Yes, sir! Boss, you’re here—it’s Rufus! Let me turn the lights on, it's too dark.” the voice replied, growing closer.“Stop. Don’t,” Boris said sharply. “I turned them off for a reason.”I blinked in the darkness, realization slowly settling in.So… the lights weren’t faulty.He had planned this.And instead of feeling annoyed, because I should have been, instead I felt something else entirely. More aroused, more horny, my nipples hardened and blood rushed to my clit. I had to bite my lips so hard to stop the moan from escaping my lips.“Is there a problem, sir?” Rufus asked, his tone carrying suspicions probably he heard my muffled moan.“No,” Boris replied smoothly, not a trace of tension in his voice. “I just need
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