Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire’s Plus size redemption : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Olivia pov;"Where are the quarterly financial reports?" I asked, my fingers clicking rapidly against the plastic keys of my computer keyboard.I stared at the glowing monitor on my desk. The screen was completely blank where the file should have been. A small red pop-up window hovered in the center of the display: FILE NOT FOUND OR DELETED.I blinked, rubbing my eyes. It was seven o'clock in the morning, two full hours before the rest of the executive staff usually arrived. The office on the top floor of Kingsley Tower was quiet, lit only by the grey morning sun filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows and the fluorescent ceiling lights."This can't be right," I muttered to myself.I had saved the presentation file in the shared executive drive yesterday afternoon. I had checked it twice before leaving my desk. The board members of Apex Logistics were arriving at nine o'clock for a major pitch, and Ethan was relying on me to have every chart, spreadsheet, and slide deck printe

Oliva povI pulled open my bottom desk drawer, pulled out the binder containing the complete, raw, unarchived logistics database for the entire Eastern region, and opened a blank spreadsheet on my computer screen.The sabotage hadn't stopped at the Apex presentation. When I had checked the shared drive again at five PM, three other master folders—including the Q3 vendor contracts and the regional fuel budget projections—had been corrupted or moved to restricted archives.Someone wanted me to look completely useless by tomorrow morning's nine AM executive briefing."If they want a fight," I whispered to the empty room, my fingers striking the plastic keys, "they're going to have to work harder than this."I worked straight through nine o'clock. Then ten o'clock. Then eleven.My eyes burned from the blue light of the monitor. My shoulders ached under the fabric of my suit jacket. I pulled my hair out of its tight bun, letting it fall around my neck, and rubbed the bridge of my nose.At

Oliva pov The second orgasm crashed over me almost immediately. I clenched around him, shaking, moaning into his neck. Ethan’s hips stuttered. His grip on my waist tightened hard enough to bruise. A low, broken groan tore out of him as he thrust deep one last time and held there.I felt every pulse—hot, heavy spurts flooding the condom deep inside me. His cock jerked hard, again and again, filling the latex until I could feel the pressure of it against my walls. He kept coming, breath ragged against my shoulder, body locked tight as the last thick pulses spilled out of him into the condom.When he finally eased back a fraction, the condom was heavy and full. A little of his release had leaked around the base, warm and sticky on my skin. He looked down at where we were still joined, eyes dark with something fierce and satisfied, then carefully pulled out. The condom hung heavy and stretched, the tip bloated white with everything he’d just poured into it.He tied it off, dropped it int

Olivia pov,"Please take a seat, Miss Bennett," Sophia Reynolds said.The HR Director pointed to a round glass table in the center of her quiet office. The morning sunlight streamed through the tall window behind her, but the air inside felt cold.I sat down on the edge of the smooth wooden chair. I smoothed the hem of my navy skirt over my knees. My hands were still shaking from my run-in with Chloe near the elevator."Is something wrong, Miss Reynolds?" I asked, keeping my voice as steady as I could.Sophia set a printed piece of paper on the glass table between us. She slid it across to my side. "An hour ago, an official complaint was submitted through our internal system. It includes security camera photos from this floor, taken at six-ten this morning."I looked down at the paper. My stomach dropped.There were three photos printed in black and white. The first picture showed me stepping out of the executive hallway, holding my purse. My blazer was wrinkled, and my button was mis

Oliva pov "Papers can be pulled back," Damian said, walking slowly around the table. He pulled out a chair and gestured toward it. "Sit down with me. Let's talk like two adults. You look exhausted from standing.""I'm not sitting with you," I said. "State your business and leave."Damian sighed, a sound full of soft pity. He shook his head and looked down at his polished leather shoes. "You're still angry. I understand. I know I made mistakes, Liv. I know I lost my temper on that rainy night. But you have to understand the pressure I was under. The company was facing a huge audit, the board was breathing down my neck, and I was losing sleep. I wasn't myself."I stared at him, my throat tight. "You hit me, Damian.""I slipped," Damian said quickly, taking a step closer, his eyes softening into a look of deep sorrow. "It was an accident, Liv. A horrible, tragic accident. I have thought about it every single day since you ran away. I haven't slept properly in months. I went to therapy,