Chapter 77: Rival
Ash’s pov ;
It had been precisely one week since I began working as Elijah’s personal secretary, and each day felt like a thrilling blend of work and pleasure. Our routine was a delicate balance of professionalism and passion, with every moment spent in his presence overflowing with excitement.
Every morning, we would arrive at the office together. Elijah’s firm grip was a constant source of reassurance, and I relished in being by his side both personally and professionally. The other employees quickly grew accustomed to seeing us together, and it felt exhilarating to have him as my boss.
I used to hate it in the past but not anymore.
During the day, our work dynamic was efficient and productive. Elijah would assign tasks with confidence, and I took pride in completing them to the best of my abilities. From time to time, he would lean over my desk to check on my progress, his warm breath tickling my neck and sending delightful shivers down my spine. These moments often led to playful banter and secret kisses when no one was looking. And it’s so exciting to kiss secretly like this.
Our lunchtimes were mini escapes from the demands of our jobs. We would find quiet spots in the office or venture out to a nearby café. Elijah always made sure to choose places where we could enjoy some privacy.
But it was during the evenings that our passion truly ignited. As soon as the office emptied out, leaving only the two of us behind, the atmosphere would turn heated and steamy. The professional façade dropped away, replaced by an intense desire for one another. We often stayed late under the pretence of work, but it never took long for things to heat up between us.
One particular evening, as I was sorting through some files at my desk, Elijah approached me from behind. His strong arms circled around my waist, pulling me closer to him, his lips brushing against my ear, "I’m really tired."
I turned to face him, feeling the heat of his desire radiating towards me. "Is that so, Mr. Stone?" I teased in a low voice.
A mischievous smirk played on his lips as his hands roamed over my back. "Yes, and I believe it’s time for a break."
Before I could respond, he captured my mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. His hands found their way to my face, pulling me closer to him. Our tongues danced together in perfect harmony, and I lost myself in the intensity of our connection.