The CEO's Innocent Secretary

. Squeaky covers and the blast of cold air coming from the fancy A/C travel through the halls and g

t, which is half-covered by her laced ivory panties, now pushe

amon's not far from climaxing either, so he mopes faster. He pounds into euphoria as he devours her neck with lovely kisses, and

entually plopping his hardened back on the soft cush

at showed the entirety of Balinderry county, a city filled with buildings and conglomerates looking forward to building a b

ratch that. I can still go for another round i

his arm and pulling it closer to ask, "What did you say, mister?" She smiles as she slides her ha

glare, sneering the words,

and the woman sprawled in the

we had a connection! Are you fucking bipolar-" she rants on and

, ignoring the frantic woman lashing out beside him. He buttons his white long-sleeved shirt, slides in

andered on his perfect face, looking at his reflection, and there was no s

nd luscious hair, buff body that is well-maintained, and clean face bound to lovely cupid lips. Nonetheless,

Are you even

thy mouth and do something useful for once! I fucking hate women who act like I'll ever be interested in them. You all are useless creatures created to please men, so stay the fuck away from

n disbelief, yet her eyes

inally stormed out of the hotel room, hearing the wor

ut once they get to know the real Damon,

sogynisti

are in d

rtantly, a wa

rtbreak, so those with fragile

loyees as Lucifer, he's still named the youngest billionaire at the tender age of 25. Now, the 30-year-old bach

same hotel, two guys with bored counte

aughter," Alvin Smith growled loosely with his head resting on

ng is this type of shit..." he weakly said, feeling tired, but sucking it up. This is C

little faster? Damn it! His double life is taking a toll on me. He knows damn well how bad the traffic is in Balinderry! If h

ou're just saying that, but you and I both know

I hate that you're right, but

Since Calen has been working for this evil man for five whole years, he im

ie while Alvin opened the door to meet their boss outside. He first compos

open his mouth, Damon asked in his deep, a

their way, Sir Damon. Mrs. Vanderbilt expressed dismay at the su

amon's gaze quickly

an Whit

e presence of the Chairman, his fathe

t this?!" the rising tone o

a seat and wanted to t

car. Calen opened the back door, and Alvin tipped his head as Damon sat t

beside Alvin and sat up fro

resting his head on his hand as he looked

, Si

sses through his gaze. Although Damon is a serious man, he finds the d

high-rise buildings that are signs of the fast-moving economy greatly affect segregation. It's a place where the poorest of the poor and the top

of speech; that's

hotdog costume; a strip of mustard lining the front with her head showing in th

gled around with an inviting smile, waving a banner 20 feet away from Joel's hotdog cart. He

an..." she heaves, "Oscar Weine

ids approached her. The couple had mischi

clueless dancing hotdog, p

out of her mouth. She fell

ing the mascot every day until she quits or gets fired isn't a success yet, but they hope she'll be gon

middle, and scattered the pieces across the path. Angela waited for a moment, letting the e

g that?' she asked her

the ground and sighed at th

gel

l, the hotdog stand owner. He was w

! This is the fourth banner those assholes broke, and you still let them get away! For fuck's sake, take your job seriously. A

ry, Joel. But you and I can both sa

n, finally registering the h

ore turning back. "And give back that hotdog costume, you useless bitch. I should've had you naked in the

calls, struggling a