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Chapter 6: FIRST DAY AT WORK.
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In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 7: SUITS.
Annoyed, Ethan said nothing, just laid a heavy hand on Brandon’s nape, and directed him towards the door unceremoniously, his touch like a burning iron.Suppressing the urge to snap that he was perfectly capable of walking by himself, Brandon took a deep breath, in and out. This wasn’t him. He wasn’t this easily annoyed guy. He had his cool.He was better than that. He should take the high ground and not let Ethan get to him. He could handle some attitude. He could handle being bossed around. He could even handle being treated like his opinion on his own clothes didn’t matter. He could suck it up and deal with it. After all, employees got this frequently. The difference was that he was a dick's employee. One who would make him cry wolf for humiliating him.As rough as this gets, he needed the money to take care of his needs, and it was a great employment opportunity that would change his life forever once he gets through it.Besides, it was not as if he had a lifelong stay here. He w
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 8: CAMEL'S BACK.
Brandon never knew that Satan had a sibling living on Earth until he met Ethan. He realized that Ethan was either ruling Hell with his brother or was totally in charge. Most times, he wished that Ethan would meet a terrible end and justice would be served in his afterlife. But, that would be a waste of energy because Ethan might be a reincarnation of someone from the afterlife. How could a human being with a conscience be so cruel? Or maybe it was just him. This one was soulless. No heart. No soul. Just a handsome, tall billionaire occupying a body. It was so hilarious when many people spoke kindly of him, talking about how he had helped them in life because he was involved in so many charity events and really did give back to society. Was he trying to maintain a good image while being a terrible human being? How pathetic! He should be proud of nature to the core. However, who would believe a servant over such an adorable master? People would see it as Brandon trying to make him l
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 9: COULD IT BE?
“Did you give Brenda the job to finish?” Ethan asked as soon as Brandon walked into the office.Brandon replied, “No. I thought I should go ahead and finish it up since I already swiftly ran your other errands.”“Is that thick head of yours filled with disobeying instructions? Fucking give Brenda the job to do!” Ethan lashed out at Brandon.For the first time, Brandon felt like a success, having had the capacity to get under Ethan’s skin. He decided to continue pushing his buttons. “Sorry, Brenda that works at HR, right?”“Why would you ask me such a silly question?”“It gets confusing. Becky and Brenda.”Ethan retorted, “After months of working here, you are just unbelievable. Brenda works at HR and Becky is my receptionist. Have you gotten that into your thick skull now?”“Yes sir,” Brandon said, scowling. “I booked you the most luxurious hotel this time. I thought you need a change of atmosphere. I know it is not my place to object, but how could you finish the numerous condoms I g
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 10: BLUE BALLZ.
Brandon stared at Ethan, unsure how to feel about it. He actually didn’t know how to help and wouldn’t be pleased to be transferred to someone else like a hand-me-down document. Looking at the bright side, the person might be nicer than Ethan. He definitely wouldn’t mind working for whoever it was. But on the other hand, it would feel like he had suffered for nothing all these months if he switched to another job now. There were just roughly four months to go until he won the bet. Not to mention that he had no intention of making a career as a PA just as he didn’t have the intention to remain a chef. He was a manager and administrator, and a pretty damn good one. He was a PA now only because he was Ethan’s. He had a point to make, a bet to win. The most painful thing for him was watching Ethan get stripped of his hard work.“Thanks for asking my opinion,” Brandon muttered under his breath. Turning to the door, Ethan stopped him.“Go get more condoms. The ones you got won’t be enough
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 11: THE GUEST.
Brandon still didn't understand why Ethan needed to change his shirts in-between meetings. Becky had mentioned that their boss was very sensitive to smells and didn't like even a hint of sweat on his clothes—which was why Brandon also kept a change of clothes at work—but it still seemed ridiculous to him.He picked up the discarded shirt and sniffed it. It smelled perfectly nice: of skin and Ethan's subtle cologne or aftershave—Brandon still wasn't sure what it was, but it smelled really good. "It smells fine," he said.Ethan ignored him.A ringtone broke the silence. Brandon twitched before realizing it was Ethan's personal phone. Answering it, he said something in Italian.Brandon handed him the fresh shirt, trying not to eye his boss's muscular torso enviously. Man, it just wasn't fair. He wished he had a body that good. Not that Brandon didn't have some decent muscles, but Ethan's muscle definition was just… yeah. Brandon glanced enviously at those broad shoulders, thick biceps,
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 12: SILENCE.
“Uhm,” Brandon said, hesitantly. “I’ll go—I’m going home—Done with today’s work.”“You aren’t going anywhere yet,” Ethan said, looking at him with those black, creepy eyes.What?Brandon watched, frozen, as Ethan started unbuckling his belt before unzipping his suit pants. Oh, fuck. This couldn’t be happening. This couldn’t be fucking happening. But it was happening. Ethan was pulling his cock out. His half-hard cock.Staring at it, Brandon had a sudden, frantic thought that the asshole wasn’t lying about the condom size.“Get me a condom,” Ethan said in a low voice.Right. A condom. Of course, that was why Ethan wanted him to stay. But wasn’t this asshole concerned about what Brandon thought? What if he leaked this to everyone else? Well, as far as Ethan was concerned, he was a ‘you can go fuck yourself, man.’His relief nearly making him dizzy, Brandon reached into the desk drawer where he’d put the condoms and retrieved one, hating himself a little for how well Ethan had him traine
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 13: HE WON THE DARE.
Ethan accepting that someone else was right was terrifying.“I did need a release,” he said.Brandon cleared his throat, hoping he didn’t look as weirded out as he felt. Hearing about s*x from Ethan made him so uncomfortable. How could the man be so at ease talking about it? They were both guys. Guys talked about s*x all the time, so often that it lost all meaning. And yet, hearing it from Ethan… it was weird.“Wow, so you actually admit that I was right about something?” Brandon said, trying not to show how uneasy he felt.Ethan shrugged, leaning back in his chair and loosening his tie a little. His gaze remained fixed on Brandon in a manner that made him more nervous by the minute. “You did have a point: I am built differently, and I am less tolerant and so edgy when I’m sexually frustrated.”Brandon looked pointedly at the seat the directors had just vacated. “You weren’t very tolerant just now. Do you need to get laid again?”Ethan smiled a little, but his eyes remained serious an
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 14: JUST HELPING OUT.
Events took a different turn when family affairs became Wings Group’s reckoning today. On the day Brandon and Ethan were supposed to make a trip to China to monitor the expansion of the Jet hangars there and finish the acquisition of a hotel that had gone bankrupt, Ethan’s father, Mr. Asher, sent over a dozen boxes. By Ethan’s expression, the boxes held many unhappy details. Although he restricted everyone from accessing them, including Brandon, he practically sent everyone out of the office as he went through them. No one was able to get hold of what was inside.“Has this ever happened?” Brandon asked Brenda, his gossip partner.“No. This is, in fact, the first time he is paying attention to this unit,” Brenda answered.“What could possibly be in there, pissing Mr. Never Bothered off?”“If only we knew.”“I am going in,” Brandon announced.“That would be a terrible idea. You will be risking your job. Whenever he wants space, we all respect that, no matter how soft he has grown toward
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