Just Before My Wedding: Trapped By My Ruthless Boss novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54

OCEANS.

I paced her office, waiting for her to push that door open.

Staying in my own office and waiting for her to walk through the door had lasted approximately forty seconds before I decided that was not something I was capable of doing. So, I crossed into her office and waited there.

My hand curled into a fist, the tension in my fingers so sharp that I could feel it in my wrist. I forced it still.

The door suddenly pushed open, and she walked in, still maintaining the same smile she had obviously given to the cab driver.

“Good morning.” She greeted, beaming, as she closed the door.

“Tell me his name exists in your phone as something boring,” I said before she had finished turning back around. “Tell me that right now.”

She stopped walking.

Her brows came together. “What?”

“Right now, Kiss.” I kept both hands in my pockets because that was where they needed to stay. “Tell me.”

“What are you talking about?” She carefully dropped her bag on her desk and approached me slowly, “Is everything okay?”

“Who the fuck was he?” I asked. “And don’t say ‘he’s no one. Because I know what ‘no one‘ looks like and that wasn’t it.”

She glanced toward the window and back at me, and the smile – that smile–reappeared, edged with something that looked like the beginning of amusement, which was the single worst thing she could have offered me in this moment.

“Oh. That?” she said, almost dismissively, gesturing vaguely toward the door. “He’s just… I mean… no one important.”

Something in me snapped tight.

Fuck.

“I told you not to say that,” I hissed, “You talked to him throughout your drive here, which is approximately twenty minutes from your friend’s house.” I took a step toward her, and the laugh died. “He made you laugh. A real laugh.”

“Wait. Oceans,” she said, blinking like she was trying to catch up with the direction this had taken. “That shouldn’t be a problem. I’m allowed to talk to people. To make new friends.”

“And I’m allowed to hate them,” I said, cutting her off, stepping into her space until there was barely anything left between us, “and make sure they don’t exist to you again.”

Her breath caught slightly.

“Your phone.” I held out my

hand.

She looked at my outstretched hand. Then at my face. “Why? What are you-”

I reached past her hesitation and took it

She protested, but one look at her and she stayed still, glaring at me as she wondered what I was doing.

I unlocked the phone – thankfully, it was without a password – and navigated my way to her contacts,

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It took less than thirty seconds.

I handed the phone back.

“Blocked and deleted,” I said.

She looked at the screen and looked back at me. The indignation on her face had graduated into something considerably more heated. “You can’t do that. Oceans, you cannot just…” She shook her head, her voice rising a bit. “You are not my father.”

“No.” I stepped closer and brought my hand to her chin, tilting her face up with a gentleness that was in direct contradiction to everything else currently happening in my chest. “I am not your father.” My thumb traced the line of her jaw. “I am your boss. And I told you before. I don’t share.”

“This is ridiculous. You’re taking things too far.” She pulled her chin back, or tried to being completely-”

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but my hand didn’t move. “You’re

“I wasn’t joking,” I said, “when I told you I didn’t want other men near you.” I let my thumb brush her bottom lip and felt her breath change against it despite everything her face was trying to communicate. “If you ever let another man touch you-” I paused, watching her eyes. “I will burn down everything he owns and bring you the ashes.” Another pause. “Smile, Kiss. I’m being romantic here.”

“No, Oceans-” Her voice came out unsteady. “You can’t actually-”

I leaned down, took her lips in mine, and sucked gently on them, my tongue pushing through for

“Let me in,” I murmured into her mouth, and she hesitated for a second before she let me, access.

process all I just said.

felt like she was still trying to

My hand slid to the back of her head, my fingers threading into her hair, holding her exactly where I wanted her while my

tongue pushed past her lips and took its time in there, exploring every corner of her mouth.

“I might have to go and find your taxi friend,” I said against her mouth, feeling her body stiffen immediately against mine, her hands coming up to my chest. “Have a conversation with him about the kind of numbers he collects.”

She pulled back. “Oceans-”

I held her head still and pushed my tongue back in before the protest could fully form, kissing her until I felt the tension in her shoulders give way by degrees, and her hands stopped pushing and started gripping.

“Say sorry,” I said against her lips. “And I’ll consider leaving him alone.”

She pulled back enough to look at me. Her eyes were bright and furious and wanting, all in equal measure.

“I’m sorry. Just… Don’t hurt him.” She said urgently, “He’s just…”

“I have other better ways I can make you apologize,” I said and pulled away from her immediately, heading to the door.

Her eyes followed my movement until I turned the key, and it clicked shut.

“This is the office. Someone might come around,” She tried to argue, but I had crossed that line of reasoning about three minutes ago.

I pulled her into any office, shut the door, and led her straight to my side of the table.

With a sweep of my hand over the table, all the files I’d been working on earlier went flying in different directions, clean off

the table.

“Take off your thong. I instructed

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She hesitated for a second before pulling the gown slightly upward so she could reach for it.

I watched it slide down her smooth legs as she let it drop to the floor.

She made to adjust her gown, which had been pulled up to her mid–thighs.

“Don’t.” I said, “Sit.” I gestured to the table as I pulled my chair back just to put enough space between her and me.

“What?” Her eyes moved from the desk to my face. “I don’t-”

“Sit. On. The table.” I held her gaze without blinking. “Now.”

I leaned back in my seat and rested my chin on my fingers.

She obeyed, lowered herself slowly onto the edge, and lifted herself with both hands. She scooched further back until her toes lost contact with the tiles.

Her eyes held mine, wondering what I was up to.

“Spread your legs.”

She obeyed and parted her legs just a fraction.

“All the way. I want to see everything that’s mine.” I added, keeping my eyes between her legs.

“Come on. Oceans…” She tried to protest.

“Your body has no secrets from me. Stop trying to keep some.” I lifted my eyes to meet hers before letting them drop again.

She closed her eyes and forced herself to open her legs further. Her skin dragged over the wooden surface of the desk as the gown gave way, bunching around her waist.

“That’s better,” I shifted in my chair, getting a better angle of her neatly shaved pussy.

The rage that had been burning in my chest since I watched her lean through that taxi window shifted into something considerably more difficult to manage.

I leaned forward in my chair.

“Touch yourself,” I said. “Show me what’s mine.”

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