Obsession With My CEO

in her Brooklyn apartment, the early morning light filtering through cracked blinds, her body restless with a hunger she couldn't shake. Last night's encounter in his offic

ll. Work now, gossip later." She dragged herself out of bed, choosing a fitted navy blazer and a cream blouse that dipped just low enough to

etermined to focus on work. Her influencer campaign was moving forward, and she had a meeting with the creative team to finalize creator contracts. But Ethan's presence loomed like a shadow she couldn't escape.The 42nd floor buzzed with its usual energy, but Amelia felt eyes on her as she crossed the

price"-echoed in her mind, a reminder that every step forward came with a cost.The meeting with the creative team was intense, a flurry of debates over influencer aesthetics and content tone. Amelia held her ground,

. "My office. Now.Her stomach flipped, but she stood, smoothing her blazer as she followed him. The executive wing felt like a different world, its quiet opulence amplifying the tension between them. Inside his offi

sleeves were rolled up, revealing forearms corded with muscle, and she fought to keep her ey

tor's been gunning for me si

ntrol-of the company, of me. Your success threatens that." He steppe

ting his gaze. "I d

ause I need you to keep pushing." He paused, his voice softening

h her. She stepped closer, emboldened by the memory of his lips

he murmured, closing the distance until they were inches apart. His hand lifted, hovering

, her body swaying toward h

ercer than yesterday, a desperate edge to it, like he was drowning and she was air. She pressed herself against him, her hands sliding up

nce that left her breathless. Her fingers fumbled with his shirt buttons, slipping one free to touch the warm skin b

r lips, his voice rough with ne

nipped his lower lip, earning a low curse as his grip tightened,

h ragged, his hand still on her thigh. He pulled back, his eyes da

his assistant's voice cra

d, his voice a promise that sent a shiver through her. He adjusted his shirt, his gaze l

smoothed her skirt, her mind reeling. Two kisses in two days, each one more reck

pproval, and she had a meeting with the legal team tomorrow. But Victor's shadow loomed larger now, his war

against her desk, too close for comfort. "

a problem, take it up with Ethan."His smile was thin, dangerous. "Oh, I will. But you should kn

refused to show it. "I can handl

, planting a seed of doubt. What secrets was Ethan hi

acts when footsteps broke the silence. She looked up to find Ethan, his jacket slung over his shoulder, his ex

nding to meet his gaze. The air between them

eed to stop doing this to me," he said, his voice

r body aching for him. She closed the distance, her hand

of promise. His hands roamed her back, pressing her against him as she melted into his touch, her fingers threading throug

k with visible effort. "I have to go," he said, h

ody screaming for more. "I'm countin

y home, she texted Elena: "Another kiss. I'm in way too deep." Elena's

e Ethan's kisses. She was falling for a man who was both her salvation and h