Sex With My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 55

WASHINGTON DC.

STEPHEN'S POV.

"What! What did you just say?!" I yelled into the mouthpiece.

My assistant repeated what he said.

"Trace his house, and book the next flight for me to California." I ran my hand through my hair in distress.

She was at Henry's house?

How could that be?

I was devastated.

"Make no mistakes." I hung up, or to be more exact, I flung the phone on the floor.

Didn't she say I should pretend to be her husband? It wasn't bad if I appeared at California as her boyfriend, was it?

Damn that bastard. Knowing Quinn, she was possibly forced into all of this...

Yes... That should be the case.

But even if she was, and she wasn't willing to leave, then what could I do?

I couldn't possibly force her against her wish, could I?

Why couldn't she just give me a chance?

..........

ON THE PLANE.

"The flight is about to take off. All passengers should put on their seatbelt, thank you." The voice of the air hostess sounded over the microphone.

Stephen leaned back and he closed his eyes. He couldn't wait to arrive...

He was so going to deal with that bastard!

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( QUINN'S POV )

I calmly sat on the sofa, sipping on my cup of espresso, and typing away at my laptop. It was a workfree day, yet I was busy at home.

Henry came down at that moment. He paused when he saw me, and came to sit directly opposite me.

I didn't pay him any heed as I continued what I was doing. But, I could feel him staring at me.

"Can you explain what your intentions are, Quinn?" I heard him say after a while.

*Hunhh?" I raised my head with a blank look on my face.

"You don't understand?" Henry chuckled.

I didn't respond, but continued looking at him.

"We have sex at night. And then in the morning, we are practically strangers to each other? Really?" I could tell that Henry was trying to hold back his anger.

I placed my laptop on the table beside the sofa and then gave a light laugh.

"Mr Henry, it seems you are forgetting something." I paused to allow my words take effect.

*And what is that?" Henry stared straight into my eyes.

"Please answer my questions, as I ask them. Have I ever worked for you?" I questioned.

"And what does that have to do with what we are saying?" Henry was puzzled.

"Everything Mr Henry, everything... So please, answer my question." I placed my hands on my lap.

"Yes."

"Okay... Back then I'm sure you had sex with me, or didn't you?"

Henry didn't respond this time. I could tell he knew where the conversation was going to.

"Quinn...-"

"Please let me finish, Mr Henry." I interrupted.

He looked at me in resignation.