sex-me boss.

Do you need anything, sir?” Olivia asked her boss.

The latter turned around after listening to this voice and looked at the young girl who had her head down and was fidgeting with her fingers. She was so cute and chewy. He wanted to pick her up and hold her, but he mustn’t rush her. He still had to have her all to himself, and this time as Damon, not some stranger. He didn’t want to leave, nor did he want to stay in his apartment for fear of doing something regrettable.

-I’m guessing not, given that you’ve been concentrating on a sappy romance and are already in your pajamas.

Olivia didn’t answer, since she knew he was leaving and didn’t need to know she was waiting for her friends. She prayed that he would leave before the girls arrived, because even though time had passed, Betty still hadn’t forgotten her idea of seducing Damon.

-Given your silence, I assume you were just waiting to go to sleep, so I’d like to ask you out.

She raised her head and looked at him in astonishment. She couldn’t understand why he would want to go out with her, especially at night. He’d just returned from his trip and was certainly tired.

-It’s not a date, Miss Turner, but we’re going to talk about work. It’s just that I thought waiting until Monday was a very long wait, and don’t worry, you’ll be safe.

Her safety wasn’t what worried her at all but the fact that she was supposed to be spending the evening with the girls. She didn’t have to tell her boss, just leave a note for her friends who were planning to sleep with her at her apartment. She nodded and Damon was satisfied. He knew this was going to be great torture for him, but as long as he had this girl with him just to admire her beauty, the rest didn’t matter to him.

-You’ll have to change because we’re going to a restaurant.

It was the first time a man had invited her to a restaurant, and even though it was business, it bothered her. She passed him and headed for her room. Damon swept his living room with a furtive glance; it was very simple, just like this girl who was driving him crazy. He took out his phone and booked a table at his favorite restaurant. Driven by curiosity, he took the path Olivia had taken a few minutes earlier and found himself in front of a door that was ajar. He entered the room and found himself in his bedroom. The worst thing happened in his pants when he heard water running in the bathroom. He realized she’d decided to take a bath first. He stared at the bathroom door with clenched fists. He imagined water running down his skin, reminding him of the bath they’d taken together at Le Bourget. He huffed and sat down on the edge of his bed. He was lost in thought and hadn’t heard when the water stopped running. A small cry brought him back to reality and he saw Olivia standing in her bathroom doorway with just a towel around her chest. The water was still running over her skin and it was killing him. He wanted to look away, but it was just impossible for him. He wanted her like crazy, and her cheeks, which had turned red, weren’t helping.

-my… sir, you…

-I’m sorry, Miss Turner, you were a little late and I wanted to see if you were all right. Now that I see you’ve had a bath, I’ll let you get dressed.

Olivia nodded as she hugged her towel. Her body and her reason were at odds with each other: her body wanted this man to stay and told her to drop the towel, but her reason reminded her that this man was her boss and that she had to be very careful. When the door closed, she struck her forehead. She felt desire for this man and it was unquestionable, it was crazy how he could make her feel the way his mysterious stranger made her feel.

She retrieved the black dress she’d planned to wear and brought out the pumps that went with it. She wasn’t a pro when it came to make-up, so she just did something light.

Damon had buried his hands in his trouser pockets and looked up at the ceiling. At that moment, he wondered if wanting to go out with this girl was a good idea, given what she awakened in him. He was glad he’d invited her to a restaurant where they wouldn’t be alone.

When he heard the sound of heels clicking against the wooden floor, he turned around in slow motion and couldn’t hide his admiration for this naturally beautiful girl. She was breathtakingly beautiful. She’d put a little lip gloss on her lips, which made Damon want to capture them in a hard, fiery kiss. He decided to ignore her fantasy.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

-You’re very beautiful, Olivia.

A mixture of feelings built up inside her. The voice complimenting her sounded in her head like that of her mysterious stranger. She shook her head and huffed as if she wanted to forget that voice.