All Chapters of My Boss Is A Werewolf : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Clara BennettLydia and I stepped into the elevator together after leaving the cafeteria. I was still dabbing at the huge coffee and dressing stains on my white blouse with a wad of napkins, but it wasn’t doing much good. The sticky mess had soaked through to my skin, making my clothes cling uncomfortably.Lydia pressed the button for the top floor and turned to me with a sympathetic smile. “Don’t worry about Amelia. She’s been like that since she started working here. Thinks she owns the place because she’s dating some rich guy.”I let out a tired laugh. “Yeah… something like that.” I didn’t want to explain the full Victor situation. Not yet.As the elevator climbed, Lydia leaned against the wall, her fluffy hair bouncing slightly with the movement. “Anyway, since we’re becoming friends, let me give you the real office gossip. There are actually some fine men working here if you know where to look.”I raised an eyebrow, adjusting the moonstone necklace that had stayed perfectly in p

Clara Bennett“Start, damn you,” I hissed, turning the key again. The engine made a weak grinding sound, then nothing. A thin trail of smoke rose from under the hood of my old car in the nearly empty company parking lot. I sat there gripping the steering wheel, my knuckles white. The clock on the dashboard read 6:17 PM. The gala started at 8. I still needed to shower, fix my hair, and find something decent to wear.I let out a frustrated breath and grabbed my bag from the passenger seat. No way was I calling Ryder. He had already done too much today .... the dress, the coffee, the way he kept checking on me. I wasn’t going to add my broken-down car to his list. I locked the doors and walked briskly toward the main street, my heels clicking against the pavement.A yellow taxi turned the corner after a couple of minutes. I raised my hand. The car slowed and stopped beside me. The driver was a stocky man in his late forties with greasy black hair combed back from a receding hairline.

Clara BennettI was wrapped tightly in a white towel, suddenly feeling a rush of embarrassment. The peach dress was hanging on the back of the bathroom door, but I wanted to dry off properly first. Steam followed me into the small living room as I clutched the top of the towel with one hand, making sure it stayed in place.Ryder was still standing near the shelf, but he turned the moment I walked in. His dark eyes locked onto me instantly. The air in the room suddenly felt thicker. I froze mid-step, very aware that I was wearing nothing but a towel in front of my boss .... the same man I was supposed to be spying on.“Sorry,” I said quickly, my voice coming out breathy. “I thought I’d have more time. I’ll go put the dress on right now.”I took another step toward the bedroom, but my foot caught on the edge of the old rug. I stumbled forward. My hand slipped from the top of the towel.The towel dropped to the ground...It pooled around my feet in one smooth motion, leaving me compl

Clara BennettHis lips tasted like a piece of heaven. The faint mint from his breath mixed perfectly with the warm, demanding way his mouth moved against mine. My eyes were closed shut, with no intentions of backing out or pulling away. His hand stayed firm on the back of my neck, holding me exactly where he wanted me while his other hand gripped my waist through the sparkling peach dress. I could feel the heat of his fingers pressing into my side, pulling me closer across the leather seat. The kiss started deep and hungry, like he had been holding back for days. His tongue brushed against my bottom lip, and I opened for him without thinking, letting him taste me fully.A low, rough moan rumbled from his throat ... “Mmhh…” .... vibrating against my mouth. The sound sent a rush of heat straight between my legs. I pressed my body tighter against his, my hands sliding up his chest to grip the lapels of his suit jacket. The fabric felt expensive under my fingers, but all I could focu

Clara BennettI turned away from fountain so fast I nearly dropped my phone. Realizing I was just imagining things.. .“How could victor be here?“ I thought. I ran a hand through my hair, feeling instant relief. My heart jumped into my throat as I saw Ryder walking down the stone path toward the garden fountain, his tall figure cutting through the soft garden lights.“Clara?” Ryder called out, his voice warm but curious. “Everything okay? You’ve been out here a while.”I quickly shoved the phone into my clutch, forcing a smile onto my face even though my hands were still trembling. “Yeah, I’m fine. I was just… checking up on my mom. The hospital sent an update and I wanted to make sure she was doing alright tonight.”Ryder stopped in front of me, his eyes searching my face carefully. He looked extremely handsome in his black suit under the moonlight, and for a second I felt like I might actually break apart right there.“I can help with that,” he said gently, reaching out to brush a