The Billionaire's Mistress.

you," Becky announced, walking

? I just hope I won't be fi

spent at the club. I was drunk that night, after Charles, my longti

e I would have ended up having a one night stand with him

is alright?" I asked,

Nothing to be scared about, believe me," sh

d and walked slowly towa

rk. She worked as Mr Bernard's recepti

ike a sister to me, always comforting me each time

stiletto heels clicking at my every step. I pressed the doorbell and w

time? Hope everyt

impromptu call from my boss. I remembered what h

Go

to think of how I clasped on my boss tightly,

et me in right n

dered me to come in. Without much tr

sked for me." I said, as soon as

for you, but can you do me a fa

ff. I almost hisse

a favour? Is he in his right senses?

could," I muttered

uneasy, especially when I foun

ollar button and a black pencil skirt, that fell just below my knees. It

I fought back with the urge to call him

like it when you're less formal wit

say? Did he just c

. Something is either wrong with this m

the fu

wanted to get out of this office, as soon

an have a seat, my dear." He

d him. I seemingly lost

me!' I prayed sile

at, unwillingly. I just d

How can I help you?" I asked, mu

lking, my dear

want. I love you so much, can't you see

ly? I can't b

leave now," I let out

r. Just as I stood up to leave his of

am

ke matters worse, he kept thumping

ouch, touches from my boss? And now I've made the greates

hat will I

grip and getting out of the place immedi

he door? It's an automa

no

n wavy hair, his well-built abs, that hid behind those fitting three-piece, navy b

erish that thought! Ge

creature in front of me was already standing some few inches away

iend. Did I say my boyfrie

rich as my boss, the

can I compare that demon with this

. I'm sure I'd real

et and his hands wer

doing…, Mr Bernard?" I yelled out, st

n't you love me too?" He repli

ouder moan. I felt my body b

name and beg me." He said, loo

reaming. It c

the