sex-me boss.

A few days later, Olivia was finally going to go back to work that night because her leave was over. She wasn’t too keen on going to work at this nightclub any more, as she kept thinking she might run into the unknown or something. She had no choice, since she had to pay the rent and everything else, or she’d have to resign. She was dreading her evening’s work and especially hoping that her colleague hadn’t noticed that last time she hadn’t returned after taking the order from the customer in the VIP lounge, because that was going to be a lot to talk about and she was especially afraid that a label would be stuck on her.

That morning when Darmon had arrived at the office, he’d received a call from James asking him to meet him at a restaurant not far from his company so they could have lunch together, as he had something to tell him. It sounded serious, since he hadn’t wanted to say anything on the phone. All those days, he’d been in agony because he couldn’t stand the absence of this girl who’d completely turned his life upside down. He didn’t love her, that was for sure, but he’d tried to forget her by fucking some girls, but he hadn’t even been able to cum, as if his member had already realized that it wasn’t in this girl’s ass. It was so hard to take, and he’d lacked even concentration at two of his meetings just because of it.

He was tempted to call her, leave her a message or simply go to her place as he still had his key but it was just impossible. He had to be careful. She had informed him that she was working in Le Bourget and was on leave. Curiosity to know the profile of this girl who kept torturing him had prompted him to ask about all the employees who were on leave, there were several girls, which didn’t help him at all to get hold of her. But what was more important was the fact that he’d learned that all the employees were returning to work that evening. He just couldn’t wait for night to fall so he could get to Le Bourget. He’d avoided calling her because he thought avoiding hearing her melodious voice would put him out of his misery, but it had only made him miss her more.

Visualizing again the details for the next fashion show with the girls, James ached to know that the girl in whom he’d pinned all his hopes had decided to give up. She was a beginner for sure, but she had a hell of a talent and all that was spoiling it was her lack of self-confidence.

-Sir, you’re wanted,” her secretary had announced.

-Show the person in.

He hadn’t made an appointment and was only a few minutes short of noon, and he’d planned to have lunch with Damon. He just hoped the person wasn’t going to be long-winded about why he’d come. His office door opened and he saw Betty enter.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

-Hello James.

-oh Betty, I hope the only reason you’re here is to tell me you’ve changed your mind.

She smiled and nodded. He got up from his chair and went to sit on his sofa, inviting her to sit with him. She went without hesitation, glad that he hadn’t written her off yet.

-So what made you change your mind?

-I talked it over with my friends and they told me that I was lucky to be able to live my passion, that I should just go for it and not look back, so I came back, hoping that there wasn’t already a replacement.

-Don’t worry, I’ve been waiting patiently for you to change your mind, and I must admit, you’ve got some good friends, honey. Well then, we’ll just have to pick up where we left off and sign the contract later. Everything’s okay now.

She still hadn’t finished what she had to ask him. It was a bit weird, but she wasn’t too cold in this area and she didn’t want anything serious, just to be able to lead the life she wanted.

-Tell me James, you wouldn’t happen to have any friends to introduce me to, friends who are like you.

-Oh, you’re going to add men to your list of friends. I admit it would be nice to have both sexes as friends, but I thought I was enough for you. Was I wrong to think that way or what?

She wiggled her fingers because she thought he’d understood. It was a bit weird having to go into depth since it was a bit of a shameful subject. A smile played on James’s lips and he winked at her, which reassured her because it would mean he’d understood.

-You know very well that with your physical potential, you’ll be able to find yourself a man in high society, and if not, I’ll introduce you to some people. You can count on me.

She smiled at him and finally had her billionaire in her pocket, even if she didn’t yet know who he was. All she had to do now was wait until the evening of the fashion show to see the lucky man.

-Well Betty, I like to see you, I like to stay with you, but I think that’s enough for today, because I’ve got a lunch date and I don’t want to keep the person waiting.

A multi-billionaire?

-Not yet, he’s a multimillionaire and I think that with his design business that he launched four months ago, he’ll soon be a multimillionaire like you say, but don’t dream about him because he’s a Don Juan, a real heartbreaker.

She wanted to ask him to lunch, but it would be too much. She wasn’t afraid of walking away with a broken heart since she didn’t intend to love. She just wanted the title of the woman on the arm of a rich man because she was sure it would boost her career. She said good-bye to James and walked away with a weight off her chest.

James set to work to finish what he was doing before she arrived, because there was no way he was leaving anything for later. Five minutes late with Damon wasn’t going to kill him.