August 22nd : #28 in originals!!
Damian a sex maniac get removed from his future CEO position by his dad. But a year later Damian is back to stir some trouble. But this time Ashton the new employee might be able to stop him. Or will he?
Warnings :
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"Some nights you dance with tears in you eyes", - Self Control.
Ashton POV
I was looking for him on the upper floor. Searching every room that was on my way. I was breathing very fast as my heart was beating more loudly every passing minute. I reached a door and stopped when I heard loud moans and grunts. That's it! He has to be here. I waited till the moans stopped. And waited for a good three minutes then knocked on the door. The door opened after a minute more. And standing in the door was Damian. Shirtless. His chest glowing with sweat which was covering his body and face. His hair were a bit disheveled. His hazel eyes were dark and cloudy, mostly because of having sex with some random girl.
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As soon as his eyes met mine he grinned at me.
"Hey there Ashton. What are you doing here?"
His hazel were nowhere to be seen. But his smirk was very much visible and was trying to do something to me. I cleared my throat and looked straight up at him while fixing my coat and spoke,
"Mr. Williams is looking for you. He wants to talk to you..."
He put his hands on his waist and then let out a loud laugh. Then propping his hand over his head on the door frame he looked at me and licked his lips,
"We'll go ahead cover up for me. And don't tell him about my whereabouts. Okay my dear secretary?"
He was about the close the door on me when I spoke loudly to gain his attention,
"S-sir you have to come with me. If you don't I'll tell Mr. Williams everything!"
I turned around to leave, but suddenly he grabbed my right hand and pulled me in the room and locked the door. He pulled me into his chest in order to stop me from leaving. I pressed my hands on to his chest trying to push him away,
"Let m-me go s-sir..."
I was hitting his chest with my hands to set myself free, but his grip on my waist just tightened even more, making it more difficult for me to move,
"No my dear secretary!"
He turned me around still holding onto me on my shoulders. He moved his hands from my shoulder to my waist and rested his head on mine, and looked in front there was a woman on the bed covering her body with the comforter.
"Look here babe. Meet my dear secretary! Isn't he pretty like a little puppy!!"
"He surely is Damian!!"
The woman spoke in a seductive tone.
"Well didn't you hear him. I've gotta go now come on wear your clothes quickly,"
"Oh come on Damian..."
"What did I told you?"
He asked in a very authoritative tone. The women in front of us obliged like a submissive bottom,
