My Sex Slave Is A Billionaire

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two years the only driving force I had was anger and the need to carry out revenge on the man that placed that ever-burning anger i

The kind where I first found love and lost it. The land where long-built friendships were destroyed

t for him but for me also. It’d had been a year and some few months since I started working for him and all I can say now is that it'd been the be

delivering his welcoming and appreciation speech. I smiled a

d men in the whole world then Williams was one of them and if there is only one good man in the whole

shoulders and angled my head on the crook of his neck and we began to sway in sync with the song. We swayed

t the hell is he doing he

and the need to carry my revenge on the slimy bastard intensified. Just staring at him made t

. I felt shame for being foolish and blinded by love because there was no such thing as love. Not within humans at least. As I c

bered I was dancing with Williams, my boss and that my clenching hand

plained feeling embarrassed. A sligh

ment there you weren’t yourself. You seemed lost and read

rom hearing him still he took precautions which f

’t miss how Williams’s eyes widened a fraction before he swi

s he wearing?”

hat was all it took for Williams to figure him out. That ugly hair of his had always found a way to stick

w? W

ether for two months now. As a matter of fact, I have a m

was shocked would be an understatem

go hi?” Wil

cackled out, smiling as

cepted, clutching his elbow. We made a quick stop at some of his

ing a few feet behind them. Raymo

ponded by sticking out h

end,” Raymond added as h

afraid that I would not be able to. But since I have your proposal with me, you’d b

eeting, yeah?" "Yeah

out my hand which he gladly took. If he at all felt anything from the con

rward to working wi

” I answer

ed and I didn’t miss how Jasmin

ded as Williams nudged for us t

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epresenting Williams at a meeting he has with his bu

h floor-to-ceiling windows that gave a beautiful view

facing me from the head of the table was Raymond. How was he the only one that have arrived? I smelled foul play. He sat there, his brown suit jacket hanging on the chair

leaning over the table, gesturing tow

d through my skirt and into my skin. Every muscle in my body tightened, and it felt like my insides were liquefying. What the

d I clenched my jaw in r

d you miss me? I realize I didn't get to

and moved down to my thigh, caressing. This was the chance I had prayed for. Our breathing and

gan to move, slowly sliding back and forth, his eyes never leaving mine. He was waiting for me to stop him; there had been ple

he mumbled, eyes someho

those eyes still locked to mine,

ge of one thigh-high stocking. A long finger slipped beneath the thin fabric and pulled it down slightly. I sucked in a sharp breath, f

fabric. I felt him slide against my skin and graze my clit before pushing his finger inside me, and I bit my lip

e growled

p and could see him straining against the smooth fabric of his pants. Without opening his eyes, he withdrew his finger

cold table and spreading my legs in front of him. I gave an involuntary groan as his fingers returned, sliding between my legs and pu

side as I leaned back on my elbows, feeling my impending orgasm approaching fast. I bit his lower lip as my hands made quick work down to the front of his pants, whipping his belt

an whose soul I wanted so much had just tabled it in my palm and so far, there was no price tag.

ands were big and rough almost to the point of pain, but instead of wincing or backing off, I pushed into his palms wanting more, and harder. He growled, fingers tightening. It occurred to me I might bruise

And you better

ways count on my dic