sex-me boss.

-Damon, it’s okay, please do something.

Realizing that she’d just called him by his first name, a huge smile spread across her lips. It always felt good to hear her pronounce it so delicately. He could see that she was annoyed by the women arguing behind her, and he intended to grant her wish. He rose to his full height and banged his fist on his desk, causing all the women in the room to gasp.

-This is my office and I must ask you to be quiet. Miss Betty, I must ask you to leave this skyscraper and never set foot in it again, and I mean never, or you’ll have to explain yourself at the police station. I don’t care if you’re a supermodel or not. Stephanie, I’m giving you two days’ rest and if during those two days, after examination, you find that you can’t stop ruining my life, I’ll beg you not to come back. Thank you for taking the door, ladies.

Olivia wanted to turn around to see Betty’s facial expression, but she was afraid of getting a murderous look or something, so she just tried to look small.

-Miss Turner, are you coming?” Betty had said to her as if nothing had happened.

She slapped her hand to her forehead, wondering when people were going to stop taking the piss out of her. Everyone was using her and then humiliating her as if she didn’t have a life. She was going to ask him about it, but she didn’t want to leave the company with him.

-I’m sorry, but she won’t be going with you. In the terms of the contract she signed, her work ends here at five o’clock at night, so please wait until the end of the day to find her, I don’t know how, but I’d like to tell you to stay away from my company.

Betty looked at Damon, pursing her lips. Coming all the way here, she hadn’t expected to run into Stephanie in Damon’s office, let alone see Olivia show up. It had all gone wrong, but she wasn’t about to give up. She went out and without delay, Stephanie went out too, leaving them alone at last.

Damon nervously ran his hands through his hair. He could see that he’d just had another chance to tell her everything, and he hoped that nothing else would interrupt them. She resumed her seat in the armchair and when he tried to take her hand in his, Olivia stopped him. A frustrated moan escaped Damon’s lips as she put her things away.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

-Olivia, I need to talk to you, remember at the restaurant before Stephanie arrived?

-And I’m thinking that the fact she came wasn’t just a coincidence, but maybe a sign. Maybe it would be better if I didn’t know anything about what you have to tell me.

You were on first-name terms with me earlier, Olivia, and that means a lot to me.

-for you, but not for me. Look, I can give you a second chance to tell me everything on one condition.

Damon scowled at her. He needed to talk to her, but the fact that she was imposing her condition on him was not a good thing. He nodded, asking her to make her condition.

-You let me go home, and tomorrow I promise that even if the hurricane comes, I’ll listen to you before I die.

He was afraid that something worse than the hurricane would happen the next day to prevent them from having this conversation. He’d fired Stephanie for two days, so he thought he might get lucky if he closed his office. He accepted her condition, and even if it wasn’t for that, he wasn’t about to let her end her day with what she’d been through.

-Let me take you home, Olivia.

-Don’t go to all this trouble. We know exactly who you are and this isn’t the way you’re going to win me over. I promised you that tomorrow I’d listen to you no matter who interrupted us, but now I have to go.

-That’s not the point, and I’m perfectly happy with who I was before Olivia, but I at least want to take you home. I know you’re damaged because of what happened today but I’m not usually like this and I promise that tomorrow you’ll understand why I was so angry.

This was the second time she’d seen him so sincere. She didn’t know why, but at that moment, an urge to accept everything he said went through her head. She lost nothing by sympathizing with him.

-In that case, I accept your proposal.

-You said “your”.

-Yes, that’s right,” she replied, smiling broadly.

He took her hand and they left her office. He went into Carline’s office to inform her of his absence and, above all, to ask her to prepare Thomson’s file, as Stephanie had been unable to do.