Office Romance Novels & Stories

she said, biting her lower lip and dragging it between her teeth slowly, in a sensual manner. "I am not interested in playing games with you, lady. I'm quite very busy. " Omarion said, glaring at Phoenix, but Phoenix was not backing down. Not now. "So what if you are busy with games? I am very sure you could very well make out time for me," Phoenix said, twirling her hair to the side, just at the same time Omarion cursed his luck. Why did he have to get involved with crazy women all over? He got himself in trouble because he got entangled with a crazy woman, but now a crazier woman was also in his office, claiming to be entangled with him. There was just no resting for him, was there?

"I guess you don't know that office romance is prohibited in the workplace. That's what's written on the contract I signed." For a second, he grinned. "Are you sure what we're doing is called office romance? Or are you just assuming things like that?" My jaw literally dropped. His face is thick enough to make me look like I'm still assuming it? After what he did to seduce me, especially the last thing he said earlier! Isn't that office romance?! "Forget the thing I said earlier. I'm just joking around."

“Do it properly. Don't be sloppy. Little by little until you get him to agree to what I want to happen. Open up this topic to him but don't make it obvious.” He ended the call with just a reminder about what I would do to attract Callum. Can I really do that? I’m too innocent to even know how to romance my husband! I don’t know a thing about romancing or seducing a man because I don’t have any experience about that! Fuck! I stood up straight when someone suddenly opened the door. And there, I saw Callum looking so wasted. I was shocked to see his face. His dress shirt’s buttons were now open. I don’t know where his coat is now and his necktie.

The smell of new books has kept enticing a chunk of the population, albeit a smaller percentage, and mostly, people who buy from us are collectors, those who are too rich to spend money on things of the past–and that's what we offer: old, tanning books with worn out spines; a remnant of the past, a time when HarmonyMatch was never a thing. I man the register for a couple of old folks who got a stack of magazines. I smiled as they walked out the store, his hands on her shoulder, both smiling as they talked about their purchase. I thought about how they were Matched, whether they knew each other before the ceremony, if they were childhood sweethearts, or if they were familiar faces you see on

Giving me one more kiss, he let me go, bending down to grab my dress and help slip it back over my head. “Doesn’t mean you have to wear the bra, though,” he winked. I like seeing your nipples when you walk into my office. I laughed, hopping from the table and adjusting my panties and dress. “That’s because your office is an icebox.” He began rolling off the condom and tying it. “Maybe I keep it that way on purpose.” I rolled my eyes, running my hands through my hair. “Yeah, you would like to make all those intern’s nipples hard.”

she accepted his invitation, her heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and anticipation for the coffee date that awaited them. In the quiet sanctuary of the office, Axel and Hazel stood on the threshold of a new beginning, their hearts entwined in the delicate dance of a slow-motion romance that promised to unfold in the moments of shared laughter, quiet conversations, and the unspoken magic of a coffee date that held the promise of something more.

"So do you. It's a shame it's all pretense." His smile was shallow, never reaching his eyes. "Not all of it," he replied. As the city lights shimmered around them, Serena pondered just how real this façade of romance might become. But as their car drew into the main road, Serena's phone suddenly buzzed. She glanced at the screen and froze. From an Unknown Number: "You have no idea who you're dealing with, Serena. Back off-while you still can." Her breath hitched. Damien noticed the change in her expression.

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

“After that, the whole office can find out about your forbidden romance.” I frowned, irritation bubbling up. “Romance is not forbidden in the office. After all, you and Sara are still working here.” Jordan narrowed his eyes on me. “We barely even interact at the office, and you know it.” “Whatever,” I muttered. “The point is, there’s no ban on office romance.” “Well then,” he said, raising an eyebrow, “I must say, I don’t look forward to the time you both actually start dating. Because I have a nagging doubt you are gonna be hella clingy.”