Second Chance With My Billionaire Boss
the lady. I knew how painful it was to be rejected for
epended on the job li
d. I mutter some prayers before
th wooden artefacts and bronze award
ndication that the person I sought could be in the restroom. The do
quick tour around his frame. He was more
t up before an unresol
ood actor," I t
why you're here." He asks, feigning not
heart almost threatenin
letter with my secretary.
, and I saunter off t
man has humiliated me in
e was a very
r who gave me a series of orgasms the pr
ut his lips, I could still feel their feathery touches on my naked body. I quic
to pay the loan sharks the whooping sum I borrowed some
was working under the gross supervision of a bossy boss; my former boss wasn't any different. The
opped the smirk that was on my face. I would have sworn that he enjoyed taunting, except that his face bore an expressionless look, and I couldn't find
ning, Mr.
e you have not already fo
ignored my greeting and only gone ahea
to what was expected. I had rushed out of his presence in fear because I thought it was as messy as he said. The door
hours. It was impossible to get whatever job he wanted done by 8:
continues, "I do no
task: calculating, chewing on my pen nib, and finally filling
ound myself with a satisfied gri
ccession, a clear indication t
office door and hesitate befo
gh to have told me about the things he hated: "You can only go into
reated into my office, unsure whether to call
t ready to get scol
off my feet, totally shaken by
e as I plunge myself into the outstr
ellows at our backs, anger visibl