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A night with my billionaire boss - Chapter 11



Chapter 11


“Wh-what...me?” I stuttered through my words, my heart hammering in my chest.

 

Why would he ask for me specifically? 

 

It wasn’t my job to interact with the CEO, that was Tina’s job.

 

My only  job was to assist her, so why would he ask for me?

 

Oh my! Does he remember me from that night? Does wants to fire me?

 

If it ever got to news that the heir of the Blackwood family spent a night with his office worker, it would create a huge scandal. 

 

That must be the reason, I thought with fear.

 

“I should be asking you about that, Leah,” Tina said, her sharp gaze cutting into me.

 

“Why would the president request for you to specifically bring the documents to his office, when the person 

meant for the job is right here,” she said, her tone dripping with  judgement.

 

I clenched my fist together in nervousness already knowing what she was trying to imply.

 

“I have no idea ma’am,” I said with a small voice.  

 

Still trying to remain in her good graces, although I never was.

 

She scoffed, looking at me with disgust. “Go give the documents to the president, we don’t want 

to keep him waiting now, do we?” She sneered darkly, still eyeing me.

 

I knocked on the large door.

 

It was glass but still it wasn’t see-through like the rest of the company doors.

 

My heart pounded in my chest, and my hands which held the documents grew sweaty.

 

While I waited anxiously for an approval from inside to come in.

 

“Come in,” his deep baritone voice came through. 

 

Still as familiar as my stranger that night.

 

I walked in almost immediately pushing the door open.

 

I had one plan, and that was to drop the documents on his desk and flee immediately before he even had a chance to fire me.

 

My feet paused when I saw him.

 

It was actually him, and my eyes had not played tricks on me.

 

He was my stranger from that night. My stomach clenched with nerves as his intense green orbs stared into mine.

 

I safely my cheeks flush under his gaze, and I swallowed nervously. 

 

Forcing myself to tear my gaze away from his, I moved towards his desk. 

 

“You asked for the folder sir,” I said. 

 

My voice sounded even more breathless than I had expected.

 

His eyes never left me like always, every move I made down to my sweaty palms.

 

I felt light headed under his stare, and I  wondered 

whether it would be disrespectful to walk out on my boss without being dismissed.

 

“You have not forgotten your lessons, baby girl,” he 

said, and I choked on the spit I had been struggling to swallow under his gaze.

 

“What do you mean by that sir?” I asked. 

 

Trying  not to sound even a little bit affected by the tension in the air or the fact that the temperature seemed to have increased to the point I felt my skin burning.

 

“Did you know?” He questioned. 

 

My brows furrowed in confusion wondering what he was talking about.

 

“Did you know who I was when you ran into me at the club?” He asked. 

 

And this time, my eyes widened in understanding of what he was talking about. 

 

I froze, realizing what he was aiming at.

 

“Of course I did not know who you were,” I snapped. Wanting so badly to bite my sharp words back. 

 

But then again, he was insinuating that I was a gold digger.

 

“Why would I ever spend a night with my boss, only to suffer embarrassment the next day.

 

And possibly be fired,” the words tumbled out of my lips, and I instantly regretted my tone, realizing  who I was talking to.

 

“I’m sorry sir, for speaking rudely. 

 

Please if I may leave, I have work to do,” I said nervously, moving eagerly towards the door before he could stop me.

 

“You step out of the door, and you are fired,” he deep voice growled as dread pulled down my stomach.

 

“I find it hard to believe that a woman like you would not know who I am. 

 

When my family’s name is being rung in each and every corner of the city,” he hissed darkly, and I struggled to keep my mouth shut. 

 

I knew I could not retort back, my job was on the line.

 

“Why did you come to the club then?” He asked.

 

His eyes tried to gauge even the very flicker of emotions that I portrayed.

 

“For the same reason you came,” I said, sounding as polite as I could. 

 

But for some reason, his eyes flared with heat at my answer, and I had this insane urge to squeeze my thighs together.

 

“And did I meet up to your expectations?” He questioned.

 

“Yes sir,” I said, my tone sounding softer than I 

wanted.

 

“Come here, baby girl,” his voice came, thick and heavy with desire.

 

I stood still, at his words. My legs, unwilling to move.

 

“Don’t disrespect your boss baby girl, when I call you— 

you come,” his sultry voice came again

 

. And that sent a pool of arousal straight towards my womanhood.

 

I walked towards where he sat on his desk. He rolled his chair backwards for me to enter.

 

My gaze heavy with lust, as my slick thighs rubbed 

together. I fought hard, not to beg him to fuck me right there.

 

Lord! This man has ruined me. When did I become one of those horny girls that could not control themselves, I thought.

 

“Kneel, for me,” one command. 

 

And was on my knees like a fool, before the same man who took my virginity, and left cash on my bed—disrespecting me like a slut.

 

“Unbuckle my trouser, and pull my dick out,” his thick 

husky voice said. 

 

My hands darted out, doing what he asked, eager to please him.

 

I slowly unbuckled his belt. And then, I took my sweet time in pulling down his trousers, along with his boxers 

enough for his enormous cock to slap me in the face.

 

It stood heavy and ready. The tip, already glistening with precum. 

 

The room felt hot, as the sound of his breathing filled the room.

 

I moved forward, my nose barely brushing his monster, as I inhaled his scent. 

 

A soft whimper slipping out of my throat from being so close to him, yet doing nothing. 

 

 

“Look at you. Sitting while your cock leaked with cum for your employee,” I said, surprising myself with my boldness. 

 

His eyes flared at my words, and he moved his hands out. 

 

His fingers tangled through the strands of my unkempt auburn hair, as he wrapped them in a fist.

 

He tightened his hold on my hair, enough to set my scalp on fire as he raised my face to look at his. 

 

My ocean blue one’s clashing with his stormy green eyes. I knelt patiently, waiting for his next command.

 

“Stroke it then suck, like a good girl you are.” 

 

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