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Olivia

“Everyone out, now!” he commanded, his voice low and dangerous.

I watched our coworkers scurry like frightened mice, collecting their belongings and filing out of the room without hesitation. Despite the fear that coursed through me, there was an undeniable spark of excitement.

The door closed with a soft click, leaving us alone in the dimly lit boardroom. Alexander didn’t waste any time, swiftly striding around the table toward me. His movements were predatory, and I was caught between wanting to flee and craving his touch.

“Olivia,” he growled, his voice deep and sensual despite the anger that fueled it. “You think you can just waltz in here and undermine me in front of everyone?”

“Why are you grilling me harder than anyone else?” I demanded, my nails digging into my palms. “You’re not questioning their competence or motivations! Sarah blew her entire presentation and you basically just patted her on the head!”

“Maybe I was just testing your resolve,” he retorted. “Perhaps I wanted to see if you could handle the pressure that came with being in charge of such an important project.”

“Or maybe you were using this as an excuse to exert power over me!” My words were a venomous hiss, and the room was so quiet, I could hear the blood pounding in my ears. “Is this how you get your kicks, Alexander? By making people feel small and helpless?”

The room remained uncomfortably still, the air thick with tension and unsaid words. But I held my ground, refusing to let him break me.

My pulse thundered, heat pooling in my core at the intensity of his gaze. Part of me wanted to apologize, to diffuse the situation, but another, bolder part refused to back down.

“Maybe if you didn’t try to control everything and everyone all the time, you wouldn’t feel so threatened,” I retorted, my own voice wavering slightly.

His eyes darkened, and for a moment, I worried I’d gone too far. But then, his hand reached out, gripping the back of my neck with surprising tenderness. There was a warning behind his touch, a reminder that he was stronger than me, but also a promise of something more.

“Is that what this is about, Olivia?” he asked, his breath hot against my face. “Are you trying to provoke me? To get me to put you in your place?”

My breath hitched, and I felt the warmth radiating off his body as he leaned closer. “And what would that place be?” I whispered, my eyes locked on his.

“Underneath me,” he replied, his voice low and rough.

The room seemed to shrink around us, the air filled desire. And as Alexander’s grip tightened on my neck, I knew there was no turning back.

“Your behavior is unacceptable, Olivia,” Alexander growled.

I felt the tension between us pulsating like electricity. I clenched my fists at my sides, unwilling to back down. “You feel threatened by me,” I shot back defiantly.

His grip on me tightened, his fingers firm but gentle. The sensation sent shivers down my spine, making my knees weak. “There’s only one way to deal with a brat like you,” he said, his gaze locked onto mine, piercing through any armor I had left.

My breathing caught, and I swallowed hard, feeling vulnerable yet exhilarated under his touch. “Tell me,” I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper.

Alexander pulled me closer to him. “I have to show you who’s in charge,” he growled, his free hand forcefully gripping my chin.

His lips crashed into mine, a fervent kiss that left no room for resistance. Every inch of my body came alive under his touch.

“Please,” I whimpered against his mouth, my desire for him growing stronger by the second. His hands roamed over my body, exploring the curves and valleys, igniting a fire within me that I couldn’t ignore.

“Olivia,” he breathed against my lips, “do you understand now who’s in control?”

My response came without a moment’s hesitation as I wrapped my arms around Alexander’s neck, pressing my body against his.

“No,” I whispered, a surge of excitement rushing through me. “Show me.”

His fingers slowly made their way to the buttons of my shirt, expertly undoing them one by one. The anticipation built with each button that came undone until finally, my shirt was pushed aside, leaving me exposed in my bra.

“Beautiful,” Alexander murmured, his eyes drinking in the sight of me. His fingertips traced the edges of my bra, sending goosebumps along my skin. He leaned in to capture my lips once more, and I eagerly responded, pulling him closer.

Alexander leaned back, his intense gaze scanning my body as I stood there vulnerable to his desires. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice husky and filled with lust.

He lowered his head to my chest, lips grazing the swell of my breasts above the edge of my bra. I couldn’t help but arch my back, aching for more contact as pleasure coursed through me. Moaning softly, I threaded my fingers into the dark strands of his hair, urging him closer.

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