Fake Marrying The Billionaire

Chapter 2: New Boss

I wake up to a slight movement on the bed. I turned to my left and I am met with gorgeous ruffled hair, lashes longer than mine could ever be, a nose so proportionate you would almost think it was done, and those lips – oh don’t even get me started on his rosy lips that looked so moist even in the morning and the little smile that formed made it even more irresistible.

Honestly, it kind of somewhat still hasn’t sunk in that I had just slept with someone else. I wasn’t the type to just sleep around, especially when I had been in a committed relationship for years, but maybe it’s because of that betrayal that made me do something crazy like what I did last night.

I can’t deny how amazing it was as well and also of course I am quite glad it wasn’t just beer goggles.

There was something about the way the sun was shining behind him as the sun peeking from my window curtain shed a little light on us. It was as if the rays of the sun were magnifying his body like it was a spotlight and he was the star at this very moment.

My eyes traced his body, slowly, in order to capture all the details of him. His arm, which was above the blanket, was so defined as if there were little mountains on it. The muscles protruding like those arms could wrap you so tight but you wouldn't even mind if it did because you would be close to his chest and abs. Oh and that bottom part of his... I think I’m getting wet again just thinking about it.

I haven't even begun to process entirely how amazing he felt last night. All the things he made me feel as if everything was brand new. I don't know how he did it, but every touch just made me crave for more. Every thrust felt so good inside me like I was just taking every single inch of him. I don't think it's a feeling I will ever forget, but also something I wouldn't be able to get used to no matter how many times we do it.

We've only done it once, but here I am, already craving more of him. I think the universe wanted me to have some kind of consolation prize for letting me end up with such a douchebag like Damian.

They were probably like – “Oh here, Lily. You can have this extremely handsome yet very caring man in bed and enjoy every part and inch of him."

Oh yeah, don't mind if I do. I chuckled at my own thoughts, but panicked when the man I was admiring began to wake.

Suddenly his eyes slowly started to open and I hurriedly closed mine again not wanting to be caught admiring and fantasizing over him like I was already in love with him.

“Good morning,” he says in a very deep and slightly sleepy tone, the wetness underneath me was just getting more intense by the second because of how sexy his voice sounded to my ears.

I slowly opened my eyes, peeking with just my right eye, and letting out a small arm stretch, casually pretending I was just waking up.

“Good morning to you too.” I smiled at him and his smile got wider.

Wait, how can someone look so good in the morning? I was so lost in how attractive he was that I completely forgot how ugly I must look with my bed head and everything. s**t.

“Breakfast?” He asked as he stood up from bed, brushing his hand through his hair, and somehow looking like he was in an ad for a very exclusive underwear.

“Yeah, sure, um, you can go ahead and uh, use my kitchen. I’ll be out in a minute.” I said extremely shyly, hurriedly turning away from the bed and pulling the blanket to cover my body.

“Don’t worry, I’ve seen all of that already.” He looks at me up and down while biting his lip.

If I wasn’t so preoccupied with the thought of me looking like a morning monster right now, I definitely would have jumped him then and there. I gave him a disbelieving scoff, and continued to walk to the bathroom.

“Okay, I guess I don’t look that bad.” I said to myself with a sigh of relief after seeing my reflection in the mirror.

I splashed some water on my face, gargled quickly, and brushed tangles out of my hair as fast as I could. Thank god for naturally wavy hair, because it helped not make my hair look so flat. I put on my bra and panties that were always in matching color of course, and then I was good to go.

When I walked outside to the kitchen, my first view was that of a very naked man. His back was almost screaming to be scratched and the muscles just looked even better with every move he made.

My eyes start trailing down to something else even more fascinating, his extremely firm ass. I couldn’t even begin to describe how perfectly shaped it was, even when I was feeling it last night, it still didn’t give justice to it in broad daylight. This man looked like he was having a photoshoot just standing there in all his testosterone glory.

Now that I think about it, maybe he could be a model. We didn’t really use our lips for talking last night so neither of us knew exactly what the other did.

Right now, though, I honestly just wanted to go over there and hug him from behind and give light kisses on his back. I could feel myself getting tempted to also feel that perky ass of his on my hands once again.

I shake my head to bring me back to reality, not wanting to look so obvious at how much I wanted him.

“Is that french toast I smell?” I asked as I walked closer to him. He turned around and gave me a quick look and smiled.

“Sorry for the nudity, my clothes are still dirty from last night. And yes, french toast is always a good idea in the morning.” He grabbed the pan, and placed a few slices on the plate, turning to his right and showing me something else that made me rethink if I wanted french toast or that more.

Does he have a morning boner or is he just that huge all the time?

“Smells amazing,” I come up to him to grab the plate but he pulls me to his chest instead, taking me by surprise.

“You smell amazing.” He smirks and gives me a kiss on the neck. The feeling of his warm lips brings a small shiver all over my body. I felt like having him right on the kitchen counter, and I think he read my mind.

“May I?” He asked, while holding the hook on my bra.

“Please, you’ll do me a real favor.” I replied with a soft giggle, and he instantly unhooked my bra and pushed his soft lips against mine.

I feel his left hand move towards my chest, and his right slowly caress my back while he trailed his tongue inside my mouth.

He pulls me to the side and lifts me up on the kitchen counter while keeping our lips locked together. I feel him grab my legs and push them open.

I was caught aback when he slid his finger inside me and I tensed up from the feeling. I don’t know how he does it, but he always manages to find the exact spot to make me feel so orgasmic.

He starts licking my neck down to my chest while still moving his finger in and out at the right pace.

I could feel myself about to c*m, but he suddenly takes his finger off and looks at me with such a naughty look, “Not yet.”

Suddenly I feel a rush all over me when he thrusts his d**k inside me. I dig my nails onto his back from the tension and move my head backwards. He takes this opportunity to suck my n*****s while thrusting faster and faster. The feeling of his mouth sucking on my n*****s while his tongue swirled all over was beyond me. If I had longer nails, I would probably have left so many scratches on him.

“I f*****g love the way you feel,” he whispers into my ear while he slowly moves inside me, making sure he was inserting every inch of him.

I could feel myself just taking all of him in and I didn’t want it to stop.

When I thought we couldn’t get any closer with each other, he pulls me in even more for a kiss and I feel his d**k get deeper inside me.

“Holy fuuuuck," I let out a long moan as I felt an orgasm take over me. He looks me in the eye and smirks as if giving me a sign that it was his turn. His momentum starts going faster and faster and I feel his d**k get harder inside me.

He pushed my left leg wider on the kitchen counter, instantly giving him more space to move inside me. I thought he couldn’t thrust any harder, but I was wrong. Every inch of him felt so good, and the way he licked and caressed my entire body just made me tense up.

“I’m going to come,” he says in an almost out of breath voice before he pulls out and instantly releases himself all over my chest, an overall warm sensation hitting my body.

I swiped my finger on my chest to get some of his c*m on my finger and made sure to look him in the eye as I licked a bit of it off.

“I guess we had dessert early,” I commented with a teasing smile.

“My favorite kind,” he said with a seductive smirk before licking his lips.

“Now it’s time for breakfast.”

I wasn’t sure if he meant the real food or something else.

-

“So how was it?” I hopped into the car to find Charlotte staring at me with such curious eyes. After we went out last Saturday, I haven’t been able to respond to her because I got caught up the next day as well.

“It was… fun.” I replied with an innocent little chuckle.

“Oh my god, I’m so happy for you!” I turned to her and she was overly ecstatic for me. She couldn’t stop asking about me and talking about her night with the bouncer as she drove to her workplace that was luckily, very near my new office.

Charlotte and I have been best friends since college and right after graduating, both of us luckily got jobs that we wanted. She may have just started off as a personal assistant for the COO of Homes and Gardens Magazine, but in under two years, she managed to make her work known and was accepted as an editor there.

I too was doing a great job as a part of their Human Resources team, but what once was a dream job for me became hell all because of him, my ex.

“Are you going to be okay alone? You just need to get your remaining things from the office, right?” Charlotte looked at me worriedly and I nodded.

“I’ll be fine. Just a quick in and out. I’ll call you later.” I reassured her.

Before waving goodbye to her, she gave me a quick squish, still very much excited for me, and said to spill more details later. Honestly, I don’t know what else she wants to hear. I think she wants to know every position we did. I laughed in my head at how silly my best friend was, but I loved her to bits.

Once she was gone, I let out a deep exhale. Honestly, I told her there was nothing to worry about, but deep down inside, I knew I was still nervous.

I knew that there was a chance that I would see him here as he was the manager and his office overlooked the entire floor. All I needed to do was get to my things as quickly as possible without giving unnecessary attention to me.

Unfortunately, as I walked into the office, immediately my eyes caught a familiar person. I instantly feel a surge of anger, sadness, and a lot of other mixed emotions. Ugh, why does he have to be here already?

I looked down and just kept walking to my desk by the window, hoping and praying he was just going to ignore me. But alas, things don’t work that way.

“Lily," I felt someone grab a hold of my arm.

I pursed my lips together, trying to stop myself from crying as I remember all I had with this guy that was my everything but became nothing in a second.

“I don’t need this right now, Damian.” I pulled my arm away from his hold without turning to look at him and continued walking to my table and gathering what little I have left of my things.

Luckily, when I handed out my resignation, I had already brought home the bigger stuff so now there were just smaller things to bring and fit in my bag. Frankly, I’m just happy to finally be able to leave this office and never have to see Damian’s face again.

I should have known he wouldn’t let me go this easy.

“Just hear me out, please.” I hear a hint of sadness in his tone. Or was I just hallucinating, thinking deep inside he actually felt remorse for what he did?

Right, I’m definitely just hallucinating. There is no way in hell this guy would feel any type of regret for what he did to me.

“It really wasn’t like that, Lils. You know I love you. I need you. Just forgive me this time, just this once.” He continued pleading but every time he continued to call me affectionately, I felt like puking.

I let out a deep exhale and tried my best not to look at him, because I felt at the back of my throat, I was so close to crying.

And as if saved by the universe, I see one of the higher ups walk to the middle of the office.

“Mr. Cain, don’t you have an interview for new employees in the team to attend this morning?” Ms. Marianne, the head of the business department asked and whether she knew it or not, saved me.

Damian quickly recomposed himself as he cleared his throat and straightened his coat. “I do, I just needed to talk to Ms. Sinclair about something.” He said to her, but she didn’t seem all too convinced.

In my mind, I kept hoping – Please make him go away. Please. Please.

“Hm, I presume that can wait or you can just send it to her through text. You may be a Cain, but in this company, we value punctuality.” She told him, or rather ordered him to, and if Ms. Marianne wasn’t such a well-renowned woman in this business industry, I’m sure he would have talked back to her, but as of now, he had no choice but to follow.

I let out an internal sigh of relief as he stomped away from us, but not before giving me one last glance that sent shivers down my spine.

“Ms. Sinclair, is everything alright?” I turned to Ms. Marianne who was looking at me worriedly.

I quickly nodded. “Oh, yes, yes, everything is fine. Thank you.”

She gave me a warm smile. “It’s no problem at all. So, you’re officially leaving us? Where to?” She asked as she looked down at my things.

I felt shy all of a sudden. Ms. Marianne may not have been constantly on our floor but each time we did have an interaction with one another, she was nothing but nice to me. If only Damian stayed loyal and didn’t cheat on me with that other employee or many others I could only imagine, then I wouldn’t have to leave this place I did love.

“Yes, Ms. Marianne. I, uh, I got a new job at Olympus.” I told her with a meek smile.

All of a sudden, she let out a shocked gasp as she stared at me in bewilderment. I have no idea why.

“O-Olympus? Seriously? Last I checked, they weren’t hiring at all. What job will you be doing?” She asked, still in disbelief but obviously curious.

“I thought so too, but I got a call yesterday from them saying I was to start immediately this morning. I will be a part of the CEO’s assistant team.”

“Oh my goodness, Ms. Sinclair!” Ms. Marianne became even more baffled, her voice raising a little too loud that some of the employees on the same floor looked at us confused. She lowered her head to apologize to them.

“What? What’s wrong?” I asked her blatantly confused at how she was reacting.

Is she surprised that I could get into such a prestigious company? Why was she so bewildered?

“You’re… you’re working directly with him.” She said to me, eyes widened.

“Um, Mr. Callisto? Yes, I suppose so. I just figured since Ms. Charlotte Cohen just started off as an assistant here, I can probably work hard enough to get a higher position there, too.” I explained to Ms. Marianne my reasoning for why I decided to apply to that company with that position, but it’s like she wasn’t processing any of my words at all.

She sighed rather heavily as if she was feeling burdened before her eyes looked at me like the expression you make to a friend you deeply cared about and didn’t want them to get into trouble.

“I care about you, Ms. Sinclair. You’ve been an outstanding employee here for years, I know. So believe me when I say that I’m only sharing this information with you for your own good. Now come closer.” Ms. Marianne motioned for me to lower myself down and she acted like she was going to tell me some kind of top secret.

Honestly, this whole thing was making me so confused but at the same time nervous. I knew getting a job at a company that was a part of the Fortune 500 would be surprising, but I didn’t think it would be this perplexing to others.

“I’ve met him only around two times for about a split second because he rarely shows himself. I’m sure you’ve never seen pictures of him online because he’s a very private person, but trust me, this man doesn’t seem human. One way to describe him is that he looks like a devil, and believe me, he is the devil. A very handsome and dangerously good-looking devil, but still a devil, nonetheless. And you know what you don’t do around devils?” Ms. Marianne stared at me cautiously.

My heart started to thump loud from nervousness. “Wh-what?” I stuttered.

She leaned even closer as she whispered. “Never, and I mean, never get on his bad side.”

-

I walked out of my old building as a strong breeze passed through me, making me move back a little, but I held on to my things tightly and regained my composure.

This morning I woke up feeling no pressure and just hopeful to finally be able to start at a new place with new people and just overall to start anew. No ex and no history. It was my chance to focus on my work and excel in it, but now after all that talk with Ms. Marianne, I started to feel as if maybe… I made a bad choice.

“Oh, chin up, Lils! Everything will be fine,” I reassured myself as I lifted my chin and straightened my back.

Luckily, I had timed my day perfectly and having my new office just a few blocks away was a sheer advantage to me this morning. When I got in front of the infamous Olympus, I still had quite a few minutes to spare.

My mouth hung open as I stared at the place and took it all in. It was massive. When I thought my old building was big, this takes the whole cake. The exterior also felt much more intimidating with its all black glass windows. I looked like I was staring at Batman’s underground cave if it was turned into a glass skyscraper.

I took a sharp inhale and let out a deep exhale. “Here goes nothing,” I told myself as I took a step forward into the building.

“It’s Stevia, not Splenda. Stevia! They’re two different things!” A loud shout echoed in the building, the voice deep and angry I froze on the ground.

Well, this is one way to walk into my first day here.

“I’m so sorry! Please forgive me! I promise never to mistake the two again!” The woman dressed nicely from top to bottom pleaded for forgiveness and she looked like she was on the verge of tears.

I felt somewhat bad for her. She was getting reprimanded all for mistaking a brand of sugar? What in the world? Who is this guy?

“Get out.” The man said without so much as turning around to look at the woman in her eyes, his focus merely on the papers he was seemingly busy reading and signing.

He stood tall and intimidating, even if I didn’t see his face, I didn’t want to be anywhere near him. Take note: Stay away from the man in all black and hates Splenda.

“Why the hell are you still standing behind me? I said get the hell out!” His voice exploded like thunder and even those who were around him felt the need to run away even if they weren’t the ones being told to.

Correction, stay very far away from him.

The woman finally accepted defeat as she turned around and started to run, tears streaming down her cheeks. She passed me and all I could do was stand there and hope that I wouldn’t have the same outcome.

But then it happened. In every person’s life, there is that moment, that one moment where you realize one thing – the universe hates you. I thought that my moment was when I found out my boyfriend of two years was cheating on me with a coworker, but I guess not.

It turns out, it was something else, something possibly much worse.

As I stood frozen on the ground after what I had just watched unfold in front of my eyes, the man who was turned around from me started to move. I felt my whole body stiffen up and my hands hold my things even tighter like I was about to break them, but I knew that no matter what I did, nothing could prepare me for what I was about to find out.

“Mr. Ares, you missed a page.” The woman next to the man said as she passed it back to the man in all black who was now facing where I was.

That’s when I realized.

A gasp involuntarily leaves my lips, my eyes widen from the utter surprise, and my heart starts beating as if it was going to jump out of my chest at any moment.

My new boss was…

The hot guy I had the best s*x with last weekend.

Did I say this was possibly much worse? I meant to say this was definitely worse.

Oh, f**k me, why did I have to sleep with that guy thrice?