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