sex-me boss.

Olivia was still thinking about what to do since she couldn’t get into her office when she saw Damon’s secretary arrive. The latter had a warm smile on her lips, and it should be noted that she was the only real one in the company.

-So, Miss Turner, I’m surprised you’re still outside the door, considering it’s already been five minutes since you passed my desk.

Olivia gave her a forced smile to mask her frustration. She didn’t know she’d taken so long just to think about what she would do to get into this office. She saw Carline open the door after knocking.

Hearing his office door open after that little knock, Damon heard himself repeating that “it’s about time”. He wondered why this girl had taken so long to arrive when he’d made it clear to Martin that she shouldn’t delay at all. He was facing his bay window, i. e. with his back to the door.

-You may enter, Miss Turner.

-Oh, but it looks like he’s been waiting for you,” said Carline, having overheard Damon.

Damon was surprised it was his secretary. He’d been expecting Olivia and no one else, but he had to know who she was talking to. He turned around and saw her looking off to the side, a sign that someone was there. he hadn’t known he’d let recruit children into his company.

-Carline?

-Oh, sorry for the inconvenience, sir. I think Miss Turner was afraid to knock after all the time she spent struggling through that office door, so I just wanted to help her out. I’ll leave you to it.Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

She smiled to give Olivia courage and left for her office. As for Olivia, she walked up to the desk and, with a nod, Damon told her to close the door. She had her head down and was overwhelmed with shame at her attitude.

-I didn’t realize I was a psychopath in my spare time, Miss Turner.

-I’m sorry sir, I didn’t take this surveillance seriously when you mentioned it yesterday, so that’s why I was in my office.

Damon left his lips, which he’d been staring at without any difficulty, to stare at his finger, which bore his ring, the wedding band that sealed his story to hers. He may not have been ready for commitment, but she was his and nobody else’s.

Noting his gaze on the ring she wore, she tried so hard to hide her finger, which made Damon growl. He didn’t want her to be afraid or ashamed of wearing it. He wanted to see her wearing it wherever she went.

-That’s a very pretty ring you’ve got on your finger. I imagine your fiance would have spent hours coming up with this original idea.

Had her fiance just said that? So in reality he wasn’t the ring’s author and above all he had no problem with her wearing this ring, it would mean that everything she thought she felt for him was a one-way street. She wanted to scream and even break everything, but she had to restrain herself.

-But I’m not engaged, and besides, it was your chauffeur who gave me this box.

-Yes, and it was someone who asked me to give it to you, so I guess you know who I’m talking about since I don’t know anything about your story. That was the best way to put it, Olivia.

-I don’t understand, what’s the best way to express yourself?

Damon decided to seize this moment to tell her everything, not the whole truth, but what was really on his mind and why he’d been acting in the shadows for so long. He got up and walked around his desk to her, took her hand with the ring on it and stared straight into her eyes.

-You know, Olivia, not everyone has the ability to say everything to their face, in the sunlight, where everyone can see it and comment on it. Some stories are more exciting when they’re lived in the shadows, and when a story has already been lived a good many times in the shadows, it’s impossible for it to come back into the light, because the fear of losing everything takes over. That ring you’re wearing isn’t necessarily an engagement ring, but it means a lot, and I’m sure the man who sent it to you would be happy to know you’re wearing it. It’s beautiful on your finger and it makes you so unique. I know it sounds strange but never be afraid if a stranger tells you that you belong to him, these are purely thoughtful and sincere words.

To say she wasn’t lost would be wrong. Yet she hadn’t told him what was mentioned on the ring. She opened her mouth to make this remark when she felt his lips close to hers, she couldn’t afford it so she stepped back, which made Damon growl in displeasure.

-Get down to work,” Damon said as he went to sit down in his armchair.