sex-me boss.

It had already been almost a month since Olivia had joined the company, and she’d been running away from Martin every chance she got because the man was a real pain in the ass, more than a young girl looking for a rich man to marry. She had never heard from the boss or his mysterious stranger again, and this worried her because she missed the stranger very much, and she had thought that distance and silence might help her to forget him, but that was dead. The girls had decided to pay her a visit and it was sure to be a quiet evening. She was in the middle of watching a romance when she heard the doorbell ring. She got up and went to open it without asking who was there, but fell over naked when she saw the person in front of her.

After spending more than three weeks on the Italian coast, Damon believed he could forget the desire he felt for Olivia, but it was just impossible, and what made it worse was the fact that he knew she was close to Martin. The last thing he wanted was for him to use her to satisfy his desires because this girl was a pearl to take care of. He’d been going out, meeting new girls with the sole aim of forgetting this girl, but it was just impossible. He thought the best thing would be to restart the game that had united them, but he wondered how far that would take him. He had no plans to marry one day, but he knew she did, for she was young and every young girl’s dream. He missed her face so much, and even if he couldn’t touch her, he at least wanted to see her, so he didn’t hesitate to contact his pilot to fly him back home. After a few hours of flying, he had arrived and showered, but remembered that it was Friday night, so if he wanted to see her, he’d just have to wait until Monday, which he found very long. He went to change and retrieved his car keys, left his house and headed for Olivia’s house.

After minutes of climbing the stairs, he was finally in front of her door, and he had his spare keys, which he’d been keeping ever since, but he’d waited for her to come and open the door for him. The door opened to reveal Olivia in a slightly larger pair of pants and a little one that made her look very cute. He looked at her face and her heart-shaped mouth drew him in even more, and unintentionally, his member began to harden. He exhaled, shaking his head.

-Mr Dixon? had pronounced Olivia with astonishment.

The sound of her voice was like a little whisper in Damon’s head, inviting him to take her there on his doorstep. He pursed his lips, trying to forget his fantasy.

-Hello, Miss Turner, how are you?

-I’m fine, sir, but I don’t understand why you’re here and, above all, how you got my address. You could have waited until Monday to tell me what you have to say if there was no hurry.

Damon clenched his fists, not from anger but simply because the sound of her voice made his desire grow. He could have waited until Monday to see her again, as she’d said, but he’d found that too long.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

-I’m sorry to have barged in like this, Miss, but may I come in?

Olivia looked at her boss and then at her apartment. She wondered if he was talking about her apartment because it wasn’t at all spacious like her duplex certainly was.

-Where? At my place? You…

Damon didn’t let her finish and gently pushed her inside. After all, it wasn’t the first time he’d entered her apartment and he didn’t see what was bothering her about it, even if she didn’t know it was him.

Olivia closed the door and returned to the living room. Her boss’s back was to her and she fidgeted with her fingers. She was apprehensive about what had brought this man to her home so late and hoped he wasn’t the type to go to his employees’ homes to tell them they’d been fired.