Emperor Computer Chair นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"You're very welcome, Miss Holly." Taking a side step, he slipped out the door telling me to have a productive day. The sexual tension was gone in a moment with that comment. Adam is a jackass. It's a fact, like the sky is blue. *** The chair was really comfy. They also brought in all the ergonomic equipment that always cost an additional crazy amount. A foot stool to keep my feet raised. A new arm rest at my keyboard. Even two extra cushions incase I needed them for my back. They just tempted me to fall asleep but I knew I couldn't do that.

In the window, one can see to very far the cars running on the road. After glancing in the window as she turned around, she saw a beautiful king-size table in front of her. On the table, there was a laptop, files, pen holders, and an intercom on the one side. In front of the table, there was a big revolving chair and Sikandar was seated and working on his laptop. Across his table, there were also two stylish chairs. A beautiful and expensive chandelier was hanging on the roof which was illuminating its radiance. making it look as if stars came down to the floor. This office for sure was speaking out loud about the classy taste of its owner.

From outside the room, Delton could see a vast meadow inside. The beacon opened the door and said, "His Majesty is inside." Delton extended his thanks and entered the room as the door closed behind him. He stood on the green grass and looked far beyond the meadow that was as far as the eyes could see. The place smelled nice too. "Nice weather we have here," said a voice. Delton looked to the right. The Emperor was sitting on a chair under the shade of a towering wisteria tree. He approached the Emperor and sat down on an empty chair that was available there.

Chapter Fifty-Six Sunday lunch looked a little different now. Nobody complained. Not even Daisy. Though she did roll her eyes at Roman at least six times. Because Roman had somehow managed to have a reclining chair-bed delivered. Not a normal chair. Not a normal recliner. A ridiculously expensive chair that reclined almost completely flat. With blankets. Pillows. And a side table. "It looks like a hospital bed." Daisy stared at it. Roman looked offended. "It absolutely does not."

Slowly nodding his head, Herald look at Oliver’s back till it finally went out of his sight. “Trust… myself” The young man mumbled as he look at his own hands. *** The tip of Oliver’s finger are rubbing as he sat in his swivel chair. ‘How funny’ he thought as he realize that the original Oliver is fond in sitting in his swivel chair. The chair in his office as well as in his room are both having the same brand and design. Royal red is the other color you can see other than the leather who is color black. In his recollections, Oliver spend most of his time in his swivel chair compared to his own bed.

Each person could customize the color and material on the official website. Bianca chose a soft, pastel pink. The day her chair arrived, she spun around in it several times. Then she stopped in front of me, looking down at my battered chair—its paint peeling, the cushion collapsed—and smiled. "This chair is so comfortable. Too bad. Outsourced staff don't get one. You'll just have to make do with your junk." After years of overtime, I had already developed a herniated disc in my lower back. On rainy days, the dull ache would creep in again.

Of course, mine was the gold throne high chair with a crown for a king on the headrest of it the others give their design on thrones that they want but me Jade design on mine I don't know about designs so Jade does the job. "It looks expensive royalties made us more powerful haha" Kenzo exclaimed in excitement I nodded the throne was kind of expensive, the plated silver names on the bottom of the crowns that we have on our headrest. "Call them," I command Jade nodded and cliff type in her computer, She has her keyboard on her throne and her screen is the big screen in front. Then in a matter of seconds, Emperor and Empress are online of course they are not on the same screen. "Greetings Empe

I unpacked my notebooks and placed my white ceramic coffee mug next to the keyboard. I looked down at the black leather office chair pushed underneath the wooden desk. The expensive chair was specifically designed for a heavy person. The seat was incredibly wide, and the thick bottom cushion offered maximum physical support to accommodate my wide hips and my heavy thighs. I realized instantly that Maximilian had specifically ordered a wide chair so I would never feel squeezed or uncomfortable while sitting in his office. I pulled the wide leather chair backward and sat down. The thick cushion perfectly supported my heavy curves. I reached forward and pressed the power button on my new comput

"Don't think I don't see the look in your eyes when you see this specimen of manhood in front of you." I roll my eyes. He's right, but I'll never let him know that. "You're a specimen of something, that's for sure." "Get your sweet little ass on that chair," he says, more teasing than demanding. "My ass is hardly little anymore," I note. "What is this thing?" It's not a regular chair and certainly not a recliner, not with its elongated s-shape and narrow width. "It's a sex chair." Dorian grins at me like he's inordinately pleased with himself.