An Affair With The Ceo (Natasha and Jared) novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Trapped with the CEO

Chapter 10 Trapped with the CEO

The sting of betrayal made Natasha sick to her stomach, which quickly spiraled into full body aches. To keep her hyperarousal condition from acting up, she dragged her ass out of bed and popped her meds. By the time the pills finally kicked in and she got dressed, she was running super late for the office.

She threw herself into the closing elevator, freezing the second she locked eyes with Jared.

It dawned on her a moment too late. She had stumbled into the CEO’s private elevator.

“Morning, Mr. Rundell,” Natasha called out, forcing herself to speak.

The doors slid shut, sealing them inside. The thick silence in the tiny space was suffocating.

Not daring to steal another peek at Jared, Natasha glued her eyes to the glowing floor numbers.

She bit her lip, practically begging the universe. ‘God, why are you testing me like this? Please let this ride end faster.’

She had just taken her pills to suppress her intense bodily urges.

Now she was trapped in a metal box with her tall, ridiculously hot boss.

Natasha stood stiff as a board, ready to bolt the second the doors parted.

She desperately tried to clear her head. ‘If I get wet and lose control right here in front of Jared, I will literally die.’

Still, she felt a heavy, scorching gaze burning into her back.

She shifted her weight nervously. ‘Is it just my imagination? There is no one else in here. Is Jared checking me out?’

Her pulse skyrocketed.

A deep, restless heat pooled between her thighs, amplified by the masculine scent of tobacco rolling off the man behind her.

It made her nipples pebble and her heart hammer wildly against her ribs.

Jared was standing a few feet away, but his hungry eyes were glued entirely to her.

Natasha was wearing a tight cream blazer and skirt combo that hugged her perfect ass and gorgeous curves.

Rushing out the door meant she left her long hair down, letting it cascade over her shoulders in wild waves.

From his angle, her body was a total turn on, radiating a lethal mix of pure innocence and dirty seduction.

Jared swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

His wet dreams last night had been entirely about her. He could not stop seeing how she looked in his private bathroom yesterday. She had been flushed and panting, clutching his boxers with a desperate, horny hunger in her eyes.

He had woken up soaked in sweat, sporting a massive erection. He cursed himself for wanting to rail a married woman.

He had planned to ice her out today to keep his dick in his pants.

Yet here she was, serving herself up on a silver platter first thing in the morning.

She had practically thrown herself into his private elevator, locking them in this tight box together.

It was the ultimate test of his self control.

Jared’s eyes darkened. He clenched his hands into tight fists, fighting like hell to ignore the heavy throbbing in his slacks.

A thick, sexually charged tension filled the elevator until a sharp ding broke the spell.

The doors slid open.

Jared stepped out, and Natasha hurried right on his heels.

She had no choice. Her office was right across from his executive suite, so she had to walk past his door anyway.

Suddenly, Jared stopped dead in his tracks.

Natasha nearly slammed face first into his broad back. Thankfully, she caught herself just in time and hit the brakes hard.

“Get me a coffee.” Jared’s voice was a low, rough growl, tossed over his shoulder as he vanished into his office.

Natasha stood there, totally dumbfounded.

A flicker of sheer annoyance crossed her mind

Still, when the alpha barked an order, the under.

office barista?’

Successfully unlocked!

While she was pulling an espresso shot in the breakroom, her phone buzzed against her thigh.

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Chapter 10 Trapped with the CEO

It was a text from Dorothy, linking to a filthy piece of celebrity gossip.

The bold headline screamed: [Whittier Heiress Caught in Steamy Midnight Makeout Session with Mystery Man.]

Tapping the link, Natasha found a gallery of paparazzi shots. There was Joelle, practically swallowing Percy, right on the dance floor.

The camera zoomed right in on Joelle’s slutty display, blurring Percy into an unrecognizable shadow.

If the media figured out the wealthy heiress was sucking face with her own brother-in-law, the internet would absolutely

melt down.

Even so, the scandal was already going viral.

Joelle’s blue-blood engagement to the Milford family heir had been locked down for months, and they were getting hitched in exactly four weeks.

Nobody expected this kind of dirty laundry to air right before the big day.

It was going to totally mess up her perfect little fairy tale.

Natasha let out a dark, wicked chuckle. She smirked, thinking to herself, ‘Karma really is a cold-hearted bitch.’

Joelle hadn’t given a single shit about Natasha when she decided to make out with Percy in public.

Seeing that backstabbing slut get her karma this fast felt insanely good.

She hit send on the quick text to Dorothy. [Did you leak this?]

Dorothy’s cousin was a cutthroat tabloid hound. Plus, when Dorothy had caught the cheating bastards at the club last night, she had snapped her own pics to build a solid cheating case against Percy.

A voice memo from Dorothy popped up instantly. “Swear to God it wasn’t me. If it was, I’d have plastered that cheating prick Percy’s face all over page six!”

She sounded pissed that she hadn’t beaten the paps to the punch, letting Percy off easy.

Natasha shot back her own voice note. “Yeah, someone is definitely out for Joelle’s blood.”

Spoiled rotten by their family, Joelle was a total mean girl who stepped on anyone to get what she wanted. It was no secret she had pissed off half the city.

Plys, locking down a Milford was a massive step up the social ladder.

The Milfords were old money, and Nicolas was their only heir. Half the socialites in the city were green with envy.

Dropping this bomb right before the wedding was a calculated hit job to leave Joelle crying at the altar.

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