Your Office Obsession Novels & Stories

“There would be functions where we would be in attendance to and you would play the part of a doting wife and I , a caring husband. We would both remain faithful to each other during the period of our contract and there would be no talks of children. I am a very busy person so you would most likely have the house to all to yourself as I would be scarce there. I assure you this agreement would be over before you know it “. His voice was tight and void of any emotions. “ Do you understand or do I have to go over everything again… Oh and before I forget , you and your father have been warned. I do not enjoy being fooled and would only let this slide once… Am I clear? “ His expression was harden

I growled, jerking faster, imagining her legs spread for him, but her eyes closed—seeing me. "Fuck, princess! Fuck, I'm going to come for you. Daddy is gonna cum for you. Right in your mouth." I growled, stroking my cock a little too harder, staring hungrily at her picture of my computer. I came hard, spilling over my hand, chest rising and falling in short, uneven breaths. But there was no peace after. No satisfaction. Only obsession. I stood, paced the office. Tried to open work documents. Tried to read intel reports. But every line blurred into nothing.

I grab my sandwich and take a bite"It's not healthy. That job is forcing you a lot, don't you think you should give yourself a break? She snorts and shakes her head. " It's nothing special Kia"Roll your eyes" I can always replace lunch at dinner time. And regarding work, you know I can't leave it, how would I pay for the house? Now it's my turn to roll my eyes. This is a town where, even as a homeowner, you have to pay a monthly fee for always living here. Go town. Wow boss. The whole town is run by one person: the boss of the Russian mafia, or as many call it: The Boos.

Bryan punched in Rolland's phone number immediately and called him, and Rolland told him that he was occupied with a little project and he would try to make it the following day. "Is he really that busy for days now? I feel neglected right now." Bryan murmured after disconnecting the phone call. Bryan felt stuck in one place and couldn't do anything for himself. He was limited to some things and he found them boring, so he decided to go clubbing that night. Bryan lounged on the plush sofa in the guest house, scrolling through his phone for what felt like the hundredth time that evening. Boredom gnawed at him like a persistent itch, urging him to break free from the dullness of the quiet gues

Once I got into my office , which had been neatly arranged by my pa , I smiled as I looked at the office that both Tristan and I both shared and right now it was divers with a glass . From my part , I could see whatever was going on in his and he made it so . I knew he wanted me to see what he was going to be doing with Lelia but I don’t care . ****** Lelia burst into my office without knocking , her eyes were bloodshot , it showed how angry she was . The top she wore was slightly open and the perfume that laced over her was that of my ex husband. She wanted to get on my nerves . I had been waiting for her and she did arrive .

"Should I send a girl over? A hot s*x in the office, it's gonna be lit!" "Hey, Jace don't you d..." The call was already disconnected before Charles could finish his sentence. He taps his head in frustration, Jace won't surely be the end of him. *** Hailey walked to her desk with a cup of coffee in her hand, she sat down on the chair and placed the cup on the table. "Just three hours left before the meeting," she muttered, checking her wristwatch. A lady walked to her table, chewing gum loudly. "Hi, I'm here to see Charles," she said to Hailey.

The first meeting between the two of them. Camille knocks twice on Andy's door, she is impressed by the perfection of each of the spaces around her, she knows to herself that the only office out of context like hers was his. The door opens automatically, she is dumbfounded to see the office of her boss, it looked like a space of a God of Olympus, but modernized, it emanated a perfect smell, in front of it was located a desk of a fine solid glass, which was only occupied by a few documents and a beautiful laptop with a giant screen.

Felicia was pained that her colleague was doing everything possible to push her out of the way. Getting one thousand dollars for just an exercise that wouldn't last for an hour was something she didn't prepare her mind to lose. How could she agree to be over throwned? How possible was that? Spending some minutes with that god inside his office was what she would be happy to do even without the money. They kept on arguing and the rest staffs never cared to interfere for some reasons. "Are you stepping aside or not?"

I was quick to reply. “Excellent, we'll be waiting for you.” “I had my suspicions about Fernando, but I wasn't sure if he was the culprit, are you sure it's not someone else?” My mom questioned. "I'm sure," I affirmed with absolute assurance. “Okay, let's start with the paperwork today” She looked very comfortable in her role as a lawyer, both had a lot of experience and many cases won and that is why their law office was very prestigious in the city, if our case was weak they would let me know without regard.

“People do crazy things when they are upset.” “I’m not people, I’m not upset,” He started. “And certainly I don’t need you to check up on me, that’s not your job.” "Fair point." I sighed and an uncomfortable silence settled around us. I should have just stayed in my room instead of making a fool of myself here. My gaze drifted across the office from the bookshelves that had a number of awards, thick philosophy and business books and documents, the giant wall of windows overlooking the city and furniture. Everything screamed Theodore. Expensive, organized and dull.