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Working under the CEO novel Chapter 16

Summary for Chapter 16: Working under the CEO

Chapter Summary: Chapter 16 – Working under the CEO by San_2045

In Chapter 16, a key moment in the Internet novel Working under the CEO, San_2045 delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

"Well, fancy seeing you here," A voice said from behind him, and Mia...well, she's not proud of the squeal she let out whirling around. It's her boss. Her mouth shut at that.

A sigh escaped her lips. It's nine in the morning, and she thought a nice brownie before work would make her smile. He had to ruin it. What was he doing in the bakery?

"What's wrong with you?" She snarled.

Damon had amusement written all over his face, and she alternatively wanted to drink in his attractive face and gouge his eyes out at the same time. He leaned against the wall opposite her.

"I have been trying to figure that out myself."

She rolled his eyes. "What are you doing here?"

Ever since she slept with him, he's everywhere. A daily reminder that she dropped her panties for him. Just thinking about it made her cheeks red.

"I'm here for the same reason you're here, Mia." He made a duh face.

Shaking her head, she focused on her order served on the tray. A brownie with a cup of latte on the side. Her favourite. Also, did her boss call her by her name again? Whatever she wasn't going to focus on that anymore. Just then she felt a hand dive in and her brownie was gone. Mia gasped, staring at Damon taking a huge bite of her brownie.

He hummed. "Mmh it's soft."

"I'm going to report you" She deadpanned.

Mia didn't expect the obnoxious, ridiculous laugh that spilt from the man's lips. Even that was attractive. He had a pretty laugh. How is that even possible?

"Going to report me for what, exactly?" The CEO asked, a smirk on his ridiculously red lips. A delicious shiver ran down her spine as she noticed a glint in his eyes. She was in no mood to entertain his dirty talk, so the twenty-five year old quickly snapped out of it.

"For stealing my brownie."

For a moment, they didn't speak. Mia looked everywhere but at the man, though she could feel his green eyes on her.

"I had something else in my mind."

She scoffed, walking to her table. Mia was very well aware of what he had in his mind. She flushed picturing Damon picking up her panties, touching them. As soon as she slumped on the chair, Mia took a deep breath, unable to tell whether the tug in her guts was from the thought of her boss putting his big paws all over her panties and hoarding them or from the teasing. He had the audacity to imply it!

It became more and more evident that Damon Rossi is the biggest asshole that can be found in the entire solar system. She wanted to wipe that smirk off his face, and she's genuinely considering throwing a punch so hard it will break his perfect white teeth. He wouldn't be smiling with teeth missing now, would he? When Mia pictured it in her head, a smiling Damon with missing teeth, she doubled over laughing in the middle of the bakery, receiving odd looks from the people. If only they knew.

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After having her half-eaten brownie and coffee, she's rushed back to the office. Fortunately for her, Damon didn't bother for a while. Talking of the devil, her door was abruptly pushed in, and her boss stepped in, poking his head. Why cant she have good things forever? Mia opened her mouth to ask him, but he cut her off.

"I have an emergency board meeting in an hour, Miss Grace. Please get me my coffee and extra coffee in it." Damon mumbled, rubbing at his temples. He was also holding his laptop under the arm, which meant that he's still working on it.

"I can help with the presentation, sir" She croaked.

"No, thanks. Just get me that coffee."

The frustration of not having him dare to risk looking at her eyes, or wait to talk about their...elevator encounter got to her. Why was he acting that way? Mia would have resigned if she didn't want this job or that certification from him. Yet here she was. Getting him coffee on his demand.

Her boss groaned deeply at the warmth and wetness enveloping his hard cock. From under her lashes, she peered at him as he threw his head back in bliss. Mia hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard and squeezing around his base where her mouth couldn't reach.

"Your mouth is heaven!" He slurred, tracing the cheek swollen with his cock. Mia blushed red at the praise, feeling her stomach clench.

Gasping for breath, she popped off his cock, licking her lips and taking a deep breath before going back in. Mia spat on Damon's dick, watching the saliva drip off and she messily caught it with her tongue. The CEO grunted at that, his fingers tightening in her hair.

"All of me, kitten." He slurred. "I want you to take all of me."

She stilled her hand on her boss cock, gripping it firmly so she can rub the head teasingly over her lips, smearing the pre-come there until her mouth was wet and messy. Mia looked up at him from beneath her lashes and darted her tongue out to slowly licking, eyes closed and moaning indulgently at the taste.

His fingers tugged hard on her hair to which she widened her mouth. Damon thrust in quickly, clenching his teeth to remain quiet. Mia could feel him glide over her tongue and slide down the throat. Her eyes watered, tears threatening to spill, but she braced her hands on his hips.

His hips moved fast, his hand gripping her head tight to keep her from flying back from the force of his thrusts. Damon hissed as her nails dug into the skin on his hips when she held her mouth on his cock. He kept her there, watching her face flush red and eyes glaze over. It took him a few minutes to lose all finesse, the movement of his hips disjointed and sloppy as he thrashed around her.

Mia knew that he was close, his eyes rolling back and the hold on her hair loosening. Sweat formed on his brows and hairline, his breath short and chopped.

"I'm so close, kitten" He huffed, getting progressively louder with each iteration until he's practically screaming. Mia would have been parked if she had known about his soundproof walls and windows. Also, no one dared to walk in without knocking.

"Fuck!" With one last strangled cry, Damon came down her throat. Mia gasped, feeling the thick blob of liquid trickle down her mouth. As he started to pull out about halfway through she wrapped her hand around his knob and squeezed to hold him in place, greedily swallowing and lapping everything her boss gave her.

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