Rejecting The Boss

Rejecting The Boss

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Annie unknowingly meets her future boss at a club and ends up having a one night stand with him. When she goes back to work, she finds out that the man whose bed she crawled out of in the early hours of the morning is no other than her boss, the son of her now retired boss who will be taking over as the head of the company. David, the boss is determined to get her back into his bed where he thinks she rightly belongs. While Annie is determined to stay out of it. She is one independent lady who doesn't like her strings being pulled by any man. They engage in one of the most passionate battle of wills. Who will win this battle? Read more to find out. Excerpt “You know, it’s the first time a woman has ever ran from my bed, usually they stay there begging for more.” I tried to smile but it came out more of like a grimace, “Sir, I think is a very unprofessional conversation and you should not be speaking in such a way to your employee.” “Is there a rule in the company handbook that says employees can fraternize with each other?” I opened my mouth but he just continued speaking. “Cause if there is I will overrule it right now.” With his hands in his pocket, he strode around the desk and came to a stop behind me. The hair on the back of my neck stood up as my body tensed in preparation of what he would do next. He placed his hands on my shoulders. My body felt as taut as a spring. He leaned down and whispered in my ear. “I am the boss, I can do whatever I want and what I want to do right now is spread you out on my desk.” My breath hitched. He took my earlobe between his teeth. A moan escaped my mouth involuntarily. At the sound, I shook of the cobwebs he had weaved over my senses.
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"Can you check this file, there's an error in it." She pushes a file towards me. At this point I am sweating. Lord just give her a gun already. I concentrate on the file hoping to quickly spot the error. From the corner of my eyes I see her looking at me, standing up next to me. Like right next to me. Like her leg touching my chair. "Did you find it yet?" Her whispery voice sounded right next to my ear, causing me to shudder a little. "N-not yet." I said, my voice now definitely sounding rough. Her hands find their way to my shoulders causing me to glup audibly. Her left hand starts to move south, over my arm, to the side of my torso and then- To my painfully hard cock. She moans in my ear softly, causing my dick to twitch. She starts planting butterfly kisses on my neck and it automatically tilts to give her more access. "You're so hard, Zeb." She moaned. And fuck me that was the most beautiful sound my ears have ever heard. ⎯ ZEB ARRINGTON Adorable, hot, and innocent these three words could describe Zeb. But it doesn't help in making a living, does it? Especially not the third one. At 25, with no job and career, Zeb is fed up, but what happens when he gets a job, of an 'assistant' that too for none other than THE cold-hearted and rude, Aveline Andruzzi who also happens to be REALLY sexy and also doesn't have time for this 'romance bullshit'? ⎯ AVELINE ANDRUZZI The billionaire entrepreneur, with a persona that makes people shake in their shoes. People are afraid of her and that's how she likes it, men kiss the ground she walks on, and why wouldn't they? She is THE epitome of hotness, with a figure that can wake the dead. It's really hard for someone to catch her eye and trust me when I say 'really fucking hard'. ⎯ ❝ "I told you, you're mine. I don't pick up catfights, Zeb. I don't have time for that childish shit." she whispers, sending blood running straight to my cock. ❞ Trigger warning 18+ Mature content Cover by Ren T

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