Romance

“Wh-what...me?” I stuttered through my words, my heart hammering in my chest.
Why would he ask for me specifically?
It wasn’t my job to interact with the CEO, that was Tina’s job.
My only job was to assist her, so why would he ask for me?
Oh my! Does he remember me from that night? Does wants to fire me?
If it ever got to news that the heir of the Blackwood family spent a night with his office worker, it would create a huge scandal.
That must be the reason, I thought with fear.
“I should be asking you about that, Leah,” Tina said, her sharp gaze cutting into me.
“Why would the president request for you to specifically bring the documents to his office, when the person
meant for the job is right here,” she said, her tone dripping with judgement.
I clenched my fist together in nervousness already knowing what she was trying to imply.
“I have no idea ma’am,” I said with a small voice.
Still

“Yes sir,” I said, taking his enormous dick in my hands as I stroked it—my movements were immature and naive.

But with the way he threw his head back, his mouth gaping open with his eyes shut as a raspy moan ripped through his throat did something to me.

My mind burned with passion to do more, craving to hear him moan loud, knowing I was the one doing this to him.

His shaft jerked in my hands, as the long veins underneath it, pulsed with blood flowing through.

My tongue darted out, licking the bead of precum on the head, and I purred in pleasure at the salty taste, my thighs growing sticky with arousal.

I did it again, this time licking him from his balls to the head, and at that moment, he let out a brutal groan of pleasure, which made me smile.

My lips wrapped around the head, as my tongue splayed out to lick the head, wrapping softly, and sucking on the beads of precum.

I took 

Natasha stood there, looking at me for the first time without any hint of jealousy at my closeness with Xavier.

Instead, her lips curled into a satisfied smile, and my breath hitched at her actions.

There definitely was a bigger play somewhere.

“You see, Leah. You doubted Xavier’s intention, when he loves you so much,” My step mother said.

She bent slightly, her lips grazing the tip of my ear.

“You have grown some nerve girl.

I told you to come home earlier, and clean but you still disobeyed me.

Have you forgotten what I can do to your mother if you provoke me?”

————-NEXT DAY——————-

“Leah, you are late again.

The new boss is coming in today, to take over,” my boss, Tina Martins snarled in irritation.

She took one look at my disheveled appearance, as her face tightened in disgust.

“Sorry madam. I had a hold up with booking a cab,” I lied through my teeth, while trying to sound as apologetic as I could.

I did have a hold up, but it was from my step mother making sure I cleaned each and every inch of the large Harnes mansion from last night till this morning.

I finished as early as I could, not even getting a wink of sleep.

I hurried to work knowing I could not afford to lose this job.

I worked as an assistant to the secretary of the CEO at one of the biggest organizations in the city—the Blackwoods Industries.

That was how far my good grades could get me. I thought with a sigh.

At least this was one good thing, and I was extremely proud of it.

Rumor had it that the heir to the Blackwoods just returned after years abroad to take over.

He was to oversee each and every branch of the Blackwood Industries, starting with ours.

I scrunched my face in disgust, thinking what a nepo baby he must be.

I’m not sure I can handle any pompous fool.

Then again, with my job, I hardly interacted with the president anyway.

“The new president is here,” Stacy, a junior worker, said.

She straightened her already arranged clothes while she reapplied her makeup on her already powdered face.

Smoothening her blouse, I watched in unease as she dragged it down.

Leaving a large portion of cleavers on show.

I rolled my eyes at her actions, still trying to keep myself awake.

I should probably try to look even a little bit presentable, but I barely had enough strength to even keep on standing.

It was not every day you had a marathon of sex with a beast of a man then, go home to receive the shock of your life, only staying awake scrubbing a twelve thousand mansion clean.

So looking good for my new boss was the least of my priorities.


“Shsshh. He is here,” Stacy said, overly excited. Her scream earned her a sharp glare from me.

All the staff had already lined up to welcome him—Ethan Blackwood.

My heart pounded erratically the moment he walked in majestically.

It felt like his aura sucked all the air from the room.

His raven-black hair caught the light as he strolled in with long strides like he owned the place, which he did.

His tall frame, about six foot four, was shielded by men in black suits, who tried to keep the press and photographers outside.

His facial features were blocked from my view, but the aura which he carried, towered over the room.

The perfectly tailored brown suit stretched over his wide masculine frame as he listened to a rather shorter man by his side.

“Welcome sir,” We all chorused in unison, when he finally got to where we were gathered.

As a cold silence settled in the room at our words.

And he immediately stopped speaking to the man beside him.

He turned his head as if just realizing we stood there.

The staff held their breath, as I could literally feel Stacy dancing in her shoes.

My jaws dropped as I staggered backwards slightly when I took in the familiarity of the face.

Praying my reaction had not been obvious, I struggled to regularize my breathing.

My hands trembled heavily, and I clasped them together, still not able to believe my eyes.

The man I had spent a passionate night with nights ago was my new boss—Ethan Blackwood.

My horrified eyes lifted, feeling a stare burning through my head, and I found myself staring into the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen, all over again.

I felt my heart stop for a moment, when his beautiful eyes pierced through mine as always.

But his expression was impossible to read.

The  man beside him tapped on his arm to get his attention, before he finally looked away.

He walked towards the elevator, not bothering to acknowledge our greetings.

There was no act  of recognition in his eyes for me.

And that made me wonder, if he even remembered me at all.

My mind flashed back to the bundle of dollars he left on the bed.

I flinched slightly, just thinking about it.

Of course he won’t remember me.

I was just another hook up, a whore, who he spent a night with.

And I sincerely hoped not to ever cross paths with him.

——-

“Have you processed the documents?” Tina’s snappy voice came.

She stood at the door of the cubicle, watching me strangely.

Just the same way she had been doing since the new boss arrived.

“Yes, ma’am. I have them right here,” I said.

Hurriedly picking the folder up and stretching it towards her.

“The president asked for you.

He said you should bring the folder to him yourself,” she said spitefully.

Her gaze narrowed down on me, making me feel small under her stare.

My chest tightened in both shock and fear.

Why would Ethan ask of me?

Oh God, does he remember me?

“Wh-what...me?” I stuttered through my words, my heart hammering in my chest.
Why would he ask for me specifically?
It wasn’t my job to interact with the CEO, that was Tina’s job.
My only job was to assist her, so why would he ask for me?
Oh my! Does he remember me from that night? Does wants to fire me?
If it ever got to news that the heir of the Blackwood family spent a night with his office worker, it would create a huge scandal.
That must be the reason, I thought with fear.
“I should be asking you about that, Leah,” Tina said, her sharp gaze cutting into me.
“Why would the president request for you to specifically bring the documents to his office, when the person
meant for the job is right here,” she said, her tone dripping with judgement.
I clenched my fist together in nervousness already knowing what she was trying to imply.
“I have no idea ma’am,” I said with a small voice.
Still trying to remain in her good graces, although I never was.
She scoffed, looking at me with disgust.

THE CEO WANTS YOU IN HIS OFFICE