Tia
Having a one-night stand with my boss? That's never a good thing, and now that I don't have a boyfriend, will I lose my job over this?
Shit!
"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Chase. I hope my team and I can deliver work that meets your standards."
"Well, from what I've seen, I think you'd be perfect."
He responded in a deep, magnetic voice. His body looked fucking sexy in that suit.
After a few words with the others, I returned to my office. Once I got to my office, I closed the blinds and started to blame myself.
What the fuck? Wait, I don't know who he is, and neither does he. It was just a one-time thing that night. I was drunk.
I don't think he recognized me. The most important thing is that this can't happen again, and it won't happen again. I won't let it happen. I stopped thinking about it. It just gave me a headache. I worked through lunch, but I lost my appetite.
At about four o'clock, Tatiana came to my office. "Ms. Tia, Mr. Chase wants to see you in his office."
"Thank you, I'll be right there."
Honey, what does he want to do now? His office is on the fifteenth floor. As I stepped out of the elevator, his secretary just looked at me. I know that look, I've seen that look many times before.
She's a redhead, what on earth was she wearing? It looked like a tight dress.
"I'm here to see Mr. Chase." She had a fake smile on her face.
"Mr. Chase is waiting for you."
I won't waste time saying thank you to her.
When I walked into his office, he stood there, leaning against his desk, looking handsome and sexy, but different from that day, he looked a little sharper and more serious in the workplace, and God knows how much I am attracted to this kind of man.
No, he's your boss!
"You wanted to see me, Mr. Chase?"
"Yes, you look very different." I desperately prayed that he didn't talk about something I wanted to avoid.
"How come, Mr. Chase?"
"Well, the last time I saw you, you were slumped over the seat in my car."
Fu***
Damn, I still hoped he didn't remember this.
"Mr. Chase, I don't mix work with pleasure." I stayed calm.
He walked towards me, smiling all the time. My rebellious body responded to him, he stood in front of me. A second later, his hand reached my shoulder.
"No, please watch your words and actions!" I warned him very sternly.
He smiled evilly: "Miss, I am your boss, not a gangster, the strap of your skirt fell off. We are going to a meeting, this is not very professional."
OMG! I looked at my skirt, the strip was completely off, and my bra was exposed. Oh my god, has it been like this all day? I must have been too nervous just now, I really look like a whore.
"Nevermind if you did it on purpose." He said it with a god dame good looking smile.
My face was red. "Sorry, sir..."
"It's okay, let's go."
Dominic
Damn, did she just call me sir?
She was amazingly beautiful. Her sweet face, perfect full lips, and soulful eyes are breathtaking, especially when she wears red lipstick. This girl drives me crazy.
But I have to hold back, if anyone finds us, we will be in trouble. She is my employee, and I am her boss.
My little cutie, her dress fell down, was it intentional, her plump breasts were exposed, but looking at her embarrassed eyes, it didn't seem like she wore it like this on purpose, she was a little nervous, which made me more excited.
I wanted to fuck her right away, but I couldn't, our meeting was about to start.
"You don't look professional like this." I teased my beauty, and she panicked and adjusted her clothes, looking more lively.
I had to look like a serious boss, but facing her, I knew I was in trouble.
**In the conference room**
Tia
Just that one look at him and seeing that fire in his eyes had me aching, but it couldn't happen.
He just looked at me and then took a seat at the head of the table, facing me. He sat there, his suit jacket hanging on the chair behind him, his tie loosened, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and his fingers tented in front of him. A look of total boredom set on his face.
We waited for the others to arrive all the while. His eyes were boring into mine."Are you ready for me to begin, Mr. Chase?" I asked.
He looked up at me, not responding, his green eyes piercing into mine. This would be a lot easier if he wasn't so beautiful and I didn't have sex with him. I hated myself for wanting him. There wasn't a woman in this building who wouldn't give anything to be with him.
Still not saying anything, he gestured with his hand. I cleared my throat and began my presentation.
As I moved through the different phases of the campaign, he didn't say a word. He merely looked forward, his eyes meeting nothing.
I was leaning over the table, gesturing towards a set of photographs, when I felt it. His hand lifted slowly from his lap and pressed gently into my lower back before sliding down, settling on my ass."The print company can have this done."
I stopped mid-sentence, my breath caught in my throat, and I froze. A million thoughts raced through my mind in that instant. We were in a room full of people, and he chose to do this now?
The heat from his hand burned through my dress and into my skin. Every muscle in my body tensed as a shudder ran through me.
What the hell was he doing? My body had other ideas. My nipples hardened, and I clenched my jaw in response.
Traitor nipples.
I let out the breath I'd been holding, and I felt my heart pounding in my chest. At least a minute had to have passed, and neither of us said anything, our breathing and the muted noise of the employees outside were the only sounds echoing in the still air of the conference room.