Four

"Please, go faster!" Jasmine repeatedly urged the taxi driver as they raced towards the company. It was her first day of work, and it seemed like she might already be running late.

She had never experienced such intense nervousness before. Was it because she wanted to prove herself as a hardworking employee? Or was she afraid of Donovan's potential judgment? Or was she afraid that Donovan would fall for her charms?

She carefully chose her attire, wanting to make a lasting impression on Donovan. She had done her research and made sure to wear his favorite color, hoping to capture his attention.

As they arrived at the company, Jasmine settled the taxi fare, swiftly exited the vehicle, and approached the entrance. Stepping inside, her eyes widened in awe as they roamed the surroundings. The building stood tall, the grandest she had ever laid eyes upon in all of Mexico.

"Wow, Viviex truly lives up to its name," she marveled, captivated by the sheer magnificence of the structure.

As Jasmine explored the surroundings, her eyes were drawn to the woman seated at the reception. It surprised her because the previous day she had noticed only men in the company. She had assumed that she might be the sole woman in the workplace, but now she realized that her assumption was incorrect.

"Good morning," the lady greeted her, their eyes meeting briefly. Jasmine returned the greeting with a warm smile, eager to find her way to the boss's office. The receptionist gestured for her to wait.

Soon, the lady emerged from her cubicle and approached Jasmine. Her admiration was evident on her face as she looked at Jasmine's attire.

"You look beautiful. Are you the new secretary?" the lady named Amira asked.

"Yes," Jasmine replied, her tone friendly and welcoming.

“Yes,” Jasmine replied in a friendly tone she used on her.

“What is your name? I would like to be friends with a beauty like you,” the receptionist said, making Jasmine feel flattered. Her cheeks flushed as she prepared to respond.

“Jasmin—” Before she could finish introducing herself, a man's voice interrupted her.

“Jasmine!” She turned around and saw the same man who had conducted her interview yesterday.

"Oh no, what does this stern-looking man want from me so early in the morning?" Jasmine muttered under her breath. She flashed Amira a knowing smile and made her way toward the man. Meanwhile, Amira couldn't help but wonder if Jasmine would be able to survive her first day in the company, considering she was already late for work.

“Good morning, sir. I—”

“Did you even check the time? The boss has been looking for you for the past hour" He started.

"Moreover this isn’t a playground. I hope you focus on what brought you here if you want to stay,” the man said angrily. He turned and headed towards the boss's office, and Jasmine followed him.

They entered an elevator, and the man pressed the button for the 85th floor. In no time, they arrived at the 85th floor and the elevator doors opened. The man stepped out, gesturing towards a beautiful office.

“This is the boss's office,” he said. Then, he pointed to another office next to it.

“And this is your office,” he added, before walking away, leaving Jasmine to face her new responsibilities alone.

She stood there, mesmerized by the beauty of Donovan's office. The black and white color scheme, the tinted glass, and the overall design spoke of wealth and sophistication. Jasmine couldn't help but wonder what the inside of the office would look like, considering how stunning the exterior was.

Before heading to Donovan's office, Jasmine decided to stop by the restroom in her own office. She looked at herself in the mirror and adjusted her dress to ensure she looked presentable.

She took out her lipstick and applied a fresh coat to her lips. Taking a moment to gather her confidence, she looked at her reflection in the mirror and encouraged herself.

"You can do this," she whispered, exhaling deeply. With newfound determination, she placed her hand on the doorknob.

"Come in," Donovan's voice reached her ears just as she was about to push the door open.

"Good morning, sir," she greeted with a smile on her face.

What is good about this morning? Did you even check the time?" Donovan's voice rang out angrily, making it clear that he had no tolerance for lateness or laziness, a fact well-known among his staff.

"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't realize..." Jasmine started to apologize, her voice trailing off as she noticed Donovan's captivating appearance. She silently reminded herself not to get distracted by his charm before she had a chance to execute her seduction plan.

"Keep your apologies to yourself. Go and make me a coffee, but make sure it's not too sweet. After that, come back here. I have a proposal that needs to be typed up, and I need it in the next twenty minutes," Donovan interrupted, his tone demanding and impatient.

Jasmine had been hoping for Donovan to acknowledge her presence since she entered the office, but he hadn't even glanced at her. Still, she mustered up the courage to speak again.

"Okay, sir. By the way, sir, you look good in your outfit," she muttered, hoping to catch his attention. Yet, he didn't utter a speech, his eyes remaining fixed on the documents before him.

“I'm going to prepare the coffee, sir". Her voice filled with determination as she walked towards the exit door, but purposely she tapped her high heels on the ground to try and catch Donovan's attention, hoping he would finally look at her after his cold silence.

But once again, he remained engrossed in his work, not glancing up even for a moment. Jasmine's disappointment was evident on her face as she reached the door. She turned her head over her shoulder and started playfully punching the air, s if imagining punching her boss's face.

After a while, Jasmine returned with the coffee. She had sought help from Amira to learn how to prepare Donovan's coffee, but unfortunately, Amira didn't have any knowledge about his specific preferences. Nevertheless, Jasmine prepared the coffee on her own.

"Come in," Donovan's voice called out once more.

As Jasmine prepared his coffee, she was determined to capture Donovan's attention. Her seductive dress was specifically chosen for him, and she couldn't bear the thought of going unnoticed by him. She wanted him to examine her body, and she hoped her efforts would finally pay off.

Where should I place the coffee?" she asked cautiously.

"Put it there," Donovan pointed to a nearby table, still avoiding eye contact. He informed her that he had sent the document she needed to type to the desktop in her office.

Frustrated by Donovan's lack of attention, Jasmine deliberately knocked over the coffee, causing it to spill onto Donovan's clothes.

"Are you incompetent?" Donovan yelled, jumping up from his seat. Jasmine hurriedly approached him, crouching down to brush off his trousers, focusing on the spot where the coffee had stained—- Her dick position.

"I apologize, sir. It was an accident, I'm truly sorry," Jasmine said softly, her gentle touch lingering on Donovan's body.

At that moment, Donovan’s eyes were on Jasmine’s curved buttocks, especially her uncovered chest, he was lost in the craving stares, forgetting the injury Jasmine’s hand was busy doing to his body.

“Stop,” Donovan said, he grabbed her hand, just as Jasmine’s hand brushed her dick inside his pants. His dick twitched inside his pants, he wondered why just a mere touch…

He closed their gap, his tightened hand wrapped around Jasmine’s waist, and he pulled her to his chest. She couldn’t panic but blushed at the fragrance coming out of him, and she enjoyed the warmth of his chest.

Her heart raced as she found herself lost in Rolland's gaze. His gentle touch traced delicate patterns on her cheeks, igniting a stirring sensation deep within her.

Her mind became clouded with desire, and all she could think of was the longing to feel his lips against hers and to experience the warmth of his body pressed against hers.

A soft sigh escaped her lips as his hand caressed her cheek, eliciting a tingling sensation throughout her body.

'Oh, snap out of it! You're here to allure him, not to be seduced,' she scolded herself, trying to regain control.

With her eyes tightly shut, she could almost feel Rolland's lips inching closer to hers, now she couldn't stop it, her innocent body wanted this cold man's shaft badly. 

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