The Seduction Game: Seducing Her CEO

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my coat and slipped hazardly into the pair of f

rwear. “Ugh. . . fuck it.” I didn't bother getting my panties, I dragged up my skirt

nlike him but under the circumstances, I couldn't care less because it was very fortuitous for me. Imagine what w

hat there was a chance the laundry hadn't yet closed. My stomach grumbled,

er and took out the slice of pizza I had kept earlier. It tasted cold but it did its job, I kept the

nkful the skirt I wore was quite fitted. There were so

n around to look at who was calling for a taxi so loud, ig

am,” the taxi driver said to m

m,” I replied, “I gotta tak

are we

Laundry,”

Carpenter Ro

yeah, t

my legs were clenched uncomfortably a

e open by this time?”

ossed.” I gave a huge sigh of relief after I had final

se and unfortunately for me, crossing my fingers d

hit my leg at the bac

, “Take it eas

gised, “I just. . .

that suit drycl

ed with a blear

one down the road then?” he offered, “

think about it and I didn’t have a c

ything different. I kept thinking to myself in an effort to convin

and drove me straight

beside me or in the house. It felt weird but also very reposeful, having the entire house to myself without his re

r in our bedroom. My reflection showed me myself in a white turtle neck elbow-sleeve top that had a zip from the neck to the chest, a yellow knee-length yoke skirt and a pair of cone heels

he back of my mind that he would notice the difference, maybe in the smell or the style of ironing or whatev

ass walls of their various offices and the feeling was unsurpassed. I felt especially confident in myself that morning not just because I was dressing as hot as

hal, the prettiest lady in the headquarter

said to her, “H

les that always made me jealous. “Is that Boss’s suit?” she

I replied

anged from perfect and dim

she said, “How

o her. “It’s not what you’re thinking. I’m his secretary, he called me in y

hat’s not as juicy a story as I e

fully after we were done laughing, “Do y

d how she sucked her lips in – that was the face I made whenever I was asked about Leandro. That was the face I made when Leandro smiled b

she was saying before we all

is c

rent offices, running around l

e.” I heard Franco say to me

unzip my top a bit more down to my chest level and arranged my boobs to look more presentabl

�𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦! I facepa

d past each person’s office, he nodded his he

king - that always made me feel special - being the one he always stop

lied, “Do you ha

d, “Do you wanna ta

gar and exhaled. “No, br

ght,

way. Meanwhile, Chastity was once again giving me the meanest of lo

tled with eyeing me and following behin

his usual donut and coffee and Lean

as I walked ou

ice, legs crossed and - 𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤�

suit drycleaned for him at Jefferey’s,”

looks dr

y clean it a

exclaimed, “Wh

when I got home and I was. . . busy, so I took a nap after an

e most expensive dry clean

into my hair and groaned. “What do you th

I don’t know if he will, it’s h

st gonna give it to him, there’s nothing else I ca

you could

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onds before grabbing it and flouncing out

I heard Perla