Taming Her Boss by C.M. Stunich

Author:C.M. Stunich [Stunich, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sarian Royal
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

I do as Olivia asks, still fully intending on keeping good to my promise of following her orders. If I play my cards right, perhaps I can still get what I wanted after all? Olivia didn't want to be treated like a whore, but now that she's already fucked me and – quite possibly – intends to continue fucking me, why shouldn't she be rewarded for it?

I head into my office and flip open my laptop, typing in my password and sending another contract to the printer. I won't ask her now, but maybe later? After a few more glasses of whiskey, another dance with the devil, and maybe she'll say yes. I pull my cell out of my pocket – my clean pocket I'll have you know – and take a look at the messages. A call from both my father and grandfather, some texts from Lara Caliper, a few from Claudia.

I decide none of that matters today. I'll deal with them all tomorrow. Today, I seal the deal with Olivia. My mouth twists into another feral grin as I toss my phone on my nightstand and disappear into one of the room's three closets. There's an entire rack dedicated to white button-downs, another rack dedicated to black suit jackets, and over ten drawers filled with ties in all the colors of the rainbow. My upbringing consisted of learning how to be scathingly polite, to talk to others without offending them outright but also to let them know who was in charge. One of the ways we accomplished this was by dressing professionally, in white shirts and dark suits – classic, understated, neutral. It's an effective technique, to always look perfect, to always look the same, to present an immovable front to the world.

But it gets stifling.

I found a way to show my personality while still maintaining the sleek dark look that's expected of a member of the Lyndon family. I open a drawer, staring down at the neatly laid rows of silk, cashmere, wool. This entire drawer is full of ties in red and crimson, a bright splash of ardor laden delight. I curl a silk strand around my fingers and slide it from its place before grabbing a freshly pressed shirt.

“Olivia?” I ask, tapping my knuckles against the bathroom door. Steam drifts under the door, teasing my loafers with a white mist. She must have the shower on hot, hot, hot. I feel my body tighten, my cock stiffen in response to thoughts of her naked and covered in soap. It takes every ounce of resolve I have to keep from opening the door and taking Olivia against the white tiled walls of my shower. I already let myself slip in the parking garage. I'm the one that started all this by offering up the contract, confronting Olivia, chasing after her. I have to go through with my plan.

A moment later, the door opens and she appears in front of me – stark fucking naked.

“Shirt?” she inquires, reaching out a hand and wiggling her fingers at me.

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