sex-me boss.

Before Carline had even stopped her, she had already crossed over and found herself in Damon’s office. The latter was staring at the bay window with clenched fists, and she’d expected to find him with a winning smile on his lips rather than being angry.

-Damon,” she called.

He turned and saw her, and rushed to take her in his arms, but she backed away, making him squint; he couldn’t understand what was going on when everything was going so well between them. He had the impression that this girl wanted to drive him crazy at all costs.

-I didn’t want you to leave the house until this matter was settled, my angel. I know it hurts and I’m just as angry. I promise you, by tonight, this will all be a bad memory.

What exactly was he trying to show her? She didn’t know, but she wasn’t going to sit back and let him.

-Stephanie told me everything. You told them everything, absolutely everything, that I’m the kind of girl who sleeps with rich men to get a good position in the company, I thought you were sincere with me Damon, I believed in everything you told me and I trusted you, why do you hate me so much? what have I done to you?

-I’ve done nothing of the kind, Olivia. You can trust me, my angel.

-Don’t call me that anymore. She agreed to sleep with you so you could tell her that? what an easy girl I am? you could have just asked me to disappear instead of humiliating me like that. I told you about the circumstances under which we met, the first time in my life, but you were in a hurry to use it against me.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Damon took in her words as if he were being stabbed. He couldn’t talk any more, and besides, he’d never have done such a thing, given that it also concerned him and his company’s image was at stake. She was talking as if this was just a company matter, but it was more than that. He retrieved the newspaper from his desk and handed it to her.

“Olivia Turner, billionaire Damon Dixon’s mistress, who has had the privilege of spending more than one night with him and who is currently working for him. According to our sources, it all started in a nightclub and we wonder if this young girl always does the same thing to get big fish. Why spend more than one night with her when she’s nothing like a model like the billionaire’s former mistresses? Does she hope to have the title of Madame Dixon one day?”

Olivia didn’t believe it, and a photo of her accompanied the paperwork. Her name was being dragged through the mud as if nothing had happened and the person who had done it had a great hatred for her, otherwise her private life would never have been flaunted like that.

-I knew it could happen, but not like this, and especially not by talking about our meeting, Olivia. Do you really think I could have talked to the press like that, my love? I’m really shocked that you still don’t trust me.

-I don’t understand, there’s only two of us who know about our meeting Damon, how could anyone else have known about it to the extent that they’re telling it like it is?

-I promise you that I’m going to put a stop to this and I’m going to get even with the person who dared to talk about it to the tabloids. Calm down, my angel, and if you want, you can go home with Carline.

No, she didn’t have the courage to have to face her colleagues again when that was all they talked about as if they had no life left. She was sure that even on the streets, everyone already knew about this and believed that she’d got her job just because she’d slept with the CEO, even if there was some truth to the story. She dropped onto her office sofa and began to pull at her hair as the tears kept rolling down her cheeks. It was a great shame and her state only accentuated Damon’s desire for revenge.