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Jaxon's POV Victory tasted sweet, much better everytime I experienced it, and I savored every moment of it. Riley sat across from me, his body tense, his lips pressed together as if to hold back a thousand things he wanted to say. His hands fidgeted in his lap, betraying the cracks in his resolve. I tilted my head, watching him with cool amusement. “Well, Riley,” I said, breaking the silence, “I suppose you’ve realized now that resistance is futile.” His head snapped up, and for a brief moment, I saw the fire in his eyes, the same fire that had first drawn me to him. But it was dimmer now, smothered by the weight of his situation. “Are you happy now?” he asked, his voice low but steady. The question gave me pause, not because of its content but because of the vulnerability laced within it. Before I could respond, a tear slipped down his cheek. He was quick to swipe it away, refusing to let me see him crumble completely. I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the desk.
Riley POV“How can one man be so annoying?” I asked, leaning against the breakroom counter, arms crossed tightly over my chest. My best friend, Chloe, nodded sympathetically, though her eyes were glued to the scene unfolding outside the large office window. Jaxon Steele, our boss and resident tyrant, was doing what he did best—tearing someone down.“You’d think with all that money, he could at least afford some decency,” Chloe muttered, pushing a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear as she watched in disbelief. I shook my head. "Decency and Jaxon don’t belong in the same sentence. He’s all arrogance and cruelty" I said with disdain obvious in my voice.We both stared as Jaxon’s deep, commanding voice echoed across the office floor. The poor guy he was ripping into—Eric from accounting—stood there shaking, his face turning redder by the second. Jaxon was relentless, his tall, muscular frame towering over Eric like a lion about to devour its prey.I hated him. Every fiber of my
Jaxon POVI stood there, fists clenched, jaw tight. Riley’s wide, panicked eyes darted between me and the half-closed door of the restroom, as Eric ran out without so much as a backward glance. Pathetic.Riley’s mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air. "I—I’m sorry, Mr. Steele, I didn’t mean to—"“Shut up,” I snapped, the sound of my voice cutting through his stammering. My patience was gone, burnt up by the embarrassment of being interrupted before I’d even had the chance to finish.Damn it.The thrill that had surged through me moments ago was replaced with a wave of cold, hard anger.Eric hadn’t even stayed to finish what he’d started. Coward.I gritted my teeth, turning away from Riley for a second, trying to calm the burning rage beneath my skin. My hands moved fast as I tugged my trousers back on, zipping them up with more force than necessary.I could feel Riley’s eyes on me, and when I glanced up, I caught him staring. Right at my still-hard cock.I raised an ey
Riley POVI lay in my bed, staring up at the ceiling, unable to shake the events from earlier that day.It was ridiculous, really, how my mind kept replaying the scene in the restroom. I should be disgusted, angry even—angry at Jaxon for humiliating yet another employee and then getting off on their misery. But my thoughts kept circling back to what I saw. Jaxon. In that stall. His perfectly sculpted body exposed. The way his muscles flexed, the anger etched across his face as he zipped up his trousers, still erect, like nothing had happened. Like I hadn’t seen the whole thing.And God, that body. My stomach tightened just thinking about it.His cock—large, thick—definitely not something I had expected from someone as cold and vicious as him. And yet, there I was, thinking about it.I shifted uncomfortably, squeezing my eyes shut in frustration. "Why the hell am I thinking about Jaxon’s dick?"I never would’ve pegged him as gay. Not with the numerous beautiful women I’d seen enter
Jaxon POVI stared across the table at the one person I never imagined would be sitting there—Riley Lawson. Of all people, him?"What are you doing here?," I growled, narrowing my eyes at him. He looked just as shocked as I felt, his expression a mixture of confusion and disbelief."What the hell are you doing here?" I demanded once again, folding my arms across my chest. "This is my table. I'm meeting someone."Riley blinked a few times, trying to find his words.His cheeks were already flushed, whether from embarrassment or something else, I couldn’t be sure."I-I’m meeting someone too," he stammered, tugging at the hem of his shirt like he was trying to shrink into himself. "They told me to sit here. Table 5."My stomach twisted, the pieces clicking into place far too quickly for my liking.The guy I had been chatting with on the dating app. The one I’d been exchanging messages with for weeks now. Could it really be…?"Wait." I leaned forward, my eyes narrowing further. "What’s yo
Riley POVI couldn’t sit still. My leg bounced under the desk as I continuously tapped away at my keyboard, but my mind was far from focused on work. The events of last night replayed in my head.Running into Jaxon—my boss—at that fancy restaurant, the horrifying realization that we’d been chatting on that app for weeks… And the things I’d said.I cringed just thinking about it.Sluttycumbottom12.I wanted to bury myself under the office floor just remembering those humiliating conversations.But what was worse than the shame? The fear that Jaxon would fire me. The way I’d stormed out of that restaurant, insulting him in the process… who was I kidding?This was Jaxon we were talking about—he didn’t take well to being disrespected.And now, I was sure I’d be out of a job before lunchtime. My heart raced at the thought.I needed this job. Rent wasn’t going to pay itself, and I had bills stacking up as high as the skyscrapers surrounding our office.Every time the elevator opened, I f
Riley's POV "I agree" I replied reluctantly. "I'll do as you say."As I stared at the ground, a storm of emotions swirled inside me: shame, anger, helplessness. This wasn’t a choice; it was survival. I hated every bit of my decision, yet I had no other choice. Losing my job wasn’t an option, not with the crushing weight of rent and bills hanging over my head. I had worked too hard to let Jaxon ruin it all, yet here I was, at the mercy of a man who took pleasure in watching others squirm."Good decision," Jaxon said with a smug grin, leaning back in his chair. He crossed one leg over the other, folding his arms in that infuriatingly arrogant way he always did. "Though I’m honestly not surprised. You’ve always struck me as someone who knew his place."I clenched his fists behind my back, hiding them from Jaxon's view. I could feel my nails digging into my palms as I forced myself to keep my expression calm. I didn't have the luxury to express my true feelings, not now. I tried to
Jaxon's POV"That reminds me" I began, " You will start your pet duties tonight when you come to my house."I watched Riley’s face shift from disbelief to something close to panic the moment I told him about tonight. “A car will be sent to your place this evening,” I repeated, drawing out each word slowly, watching his reaction with all satisfaction. “I expect you to be ready.”Riley looked like he might faint. He swallowed sliver, his gaze darting away as if he could somehow will himself out of this situation if he just ignored it hard enough. “Tonight?” he asked, voice barely above a whisper. His shock was amusing, but I could also see something else in his eyes—a hint of defiance trying to break through the fear. And just as quickly, it vanished.“Yes, tonight,” I confirmed, raising an eyebrow. “Surely you didn’t think we’d waste time. Or is your memory already failing you?” I folded my hands, enjoying every word. “There was a rule in there about obedience, wasn’t there?”Riley’
Jaxon's POV Victory tasted sweet, much better everytime I experienced it, and I savored every moment of it. Riley sat across from me, his body tense, his lips pressed together as if to hold back a thousand things he wanted to say. His hands fidgeted in his lap, betraying the cracks in his resolve. I tilted my head, watching him with cool amusement. “Well, Riley,” I said, breaking the silence, “I suppose you’ve realized now that resistance is futile.” His head snapped up, and for a brief moment, I saw the fire in his eyes, the same fire that had first drawn me to him. But it was dimmer now, smothered by the weight of his situation. “Are you happy now?” he asked, his voice low but steady. The question gave me pause, not because of its content but because of the vulnerability laced within it. Before I could respond, a tear slipped down his cheek. He was quick to swipe it away, refusing to let me see him crumble completely. I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the desk.
Jaxon's POV I leaned back in my chair, the picture of calm control, even as Riley sat across from me, visibly tense and glaring at Steven with a mixture of confusion and betrayal. His jaw tightened, his fingers curled into fists in his lap, and his lips were pressed into a hard line. For a moment, I simply observed him, letting the silence stretch. I could feel the weight of his unease in the room, a tension that made the air almost stop. Finally, I broke the silence, leaning forward with a faint smirk. “You know, Riley,” I said, my tone smooth, deliberate. “There’s something you need to understand about me—something most people figure out the hard way.” Riley’s gaze snapped to me, his anger barely contained. “What are you talking about?” I clasped my hands together and rested them on the desk, my eyes never leaving his. “Nobody crosses me and wins. Nobody. Because I’m not just a player in the game—I own the game. I am the game master.” He flinched, his brow furrowing,
Riley's POV The sun was shining brighter, or at least it seemed that way when I stared at it.As I walked into the office building, a bounce in my step and a smile plastered across my face, I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this light. It would have probably been in a while because that was the only reason to explain why I felt this happy.I have been to a lot of hookups and one nightstands but being with Steven last night was as if I was in a whole new dimension.I just couldn't stop asking myself how I got to have this beaming smile plastered on my face when just yesterday I felt frustrated.Was it the thrill of last night with Steven? The taste of freedom after breaking my agreement with Jaxon? Maybe it was both. Either way, it felt like the universe had decided to throw me a bone for once, and I was all too happy to accept it. “Morning, Riley!” “Good morning!” I greeted every co-worker who passed me, something I didn’t usually do unless it was absolutely necessary.
Riley's POV I wasn’t sure if it was the whiskey or the rush of doing something completely out of character, but as I stared at Steven, I felt a thrill unlike anything I’d ever experienced. Was I really doing this? Steven leaned casually against the wall, his eyes glinting with amusement as he caught me sneaking a glance at him. “Nervous?” he asked, his tone teasing but gentle. I shrugged, playing it cool. “Just… new to this kind of thing.” He chuckled, the sound warm and rich. “Relax, Riley. We’re just two people enjoying each other’s company. No pressure.” His reassurance calmed me a little, but I couldn’t deny the flutter of anticipation coursing through me.Steven set his wallet and keys on the dresser before turning to me with an easy grin. “Only the best for my company tonight.” I rolled my eyes, but a small smile tugged at my lips. “Smooth.” He laughed and picked up the phone on the nightstand. “What do you drink? I’ll have room service bring us something.”
Riley's POV The silence in the car was deafening. Eric kept his eyes on the road, his hands gripping the wheel a little tighter than usual. The tension between us felt like a physical barrier, and I hated it. But what else could I do? I had been honest with him—brutally, perhaps, but truthful all the same. Still, guilt gnawed at me. Eric didn’t deserve to feel like this, and I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. I cleared my throat, breaking the silence. “Eric…” He didn’t look at me, but his grip on the wheel loosened slightly. “Yeah?” “I’m sorry if what I said earlier upset you,” I began, choosing my words carefully. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, but I felt like I had to be honest. I value our friendship too much to lie to you.” Eric finally glanced at me, a small, sad smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “I know, Riley. I get it. And I’m not mad. Disappointed? Maybe. But not mad.” I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. “Good. I don’t want us to be
Riley's POV Jaxon’s stunned silence didn’t last long. The look on his face was a mixture of disbelief and controlled anger, his jaw tightening as he fought to keep his composure. I couldn’t deny the satisfaction I felt from watching him squirm, but that didn’t stop my heart from pounding. “I said I want out,” I repeated, forcing myself to meet his piercing gaze. His lips curled into a smirk, but there was no humor behind it. “You can say it as many times as you want, Riley, but it doesn’t make it possible.” I frowned, crossing my arms. “What do you mean it’s not possible? I’m not bound to you, Jaxon. This whole... whatever this is, it’s over. I’m done.” “You don’t get to decide that,” he said, his voice low and cutting. “You’re in this because I allow you to be. And you’ll stay in it because I say so.” Anger flared in me. “Allow me? Are you serious right now? You don’t own me, Jaxon. I can do whatever the hell I want.” His eyes narrowed, his stance shifting as if prep
Jaxon's POV Alexis’s laughter echoed in my ears as the roller coaster roared to life in the distance. I clenched my fists, willing myself not to explode. She always managed to test my patience with her antics, but today she was especially insufferable. Pairing me with Riley? That was no accident. She’d done it purely to amuse herself. Act your age for once, Alexis.“Something funny?” Riley asked, his voice tight with irritation as we remained seated and the ride went on.“Nothing,” I replied sharply, glancing toward Alexis and Eric. I could see them. They were chatting animatedly, as though their decision to stick me with Riley had been the most natural thing in the world. I didn't like this ride and I prayed for it to stop so I can get off and go home to spend the rest of the day alone, or more preferably, making love with some stranger on the app.Riley shifted beside me, clearly uncomfortable. I hated the way he always seemed on edge around me. It was as if he expected me
Riley's POV I couldn’t believe my luck—or lack of it. The day had been going so well until Eric had dragged me into this ridiculous situation. What were the odds that Eric’s old college buddy would be Jaxon's friend? Worse, what were the odds that we’d all have to spend the rest of the day together? This made me hate every minute I spent in this place just trying to calm myself and pretend like everything I good.I glanced over at Jaxon, who walked a few paces ahead with Alexis. Even when he wasn’t trying, his presence was commanding. The amusement park’s colorful lights and playful chaos seemed to dim in comparison to his dark aura. He wasn’t even trying to enjoy himself. If anything, he looked like he’d rather be anywhere else. Same, Jaxon. Same.“Isn’t this great?” Eric’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. He was smiling, his expression genuinely excited. "Isn't what great?" I asked, absentmindedly and I felt bad when I saw his smile falter just a bit."Isn't it great
Jaxon's POVThe vibrant lights of the amusement park blurred into a mixture of chaos around me. Children’s laughter mixed with the distant hum of rides, while the sweet aroma of cotton candy and popcorn clung to the air. Yet, none of it reached me. I actually wished I was extremely far away from here instead pf having to go through the agony of watching people have fun.“Jaxon,” Alexis said, nudging me with her elbow. “You look like someone dragged you here against your will. Try smiling for once.” I raised an eyebrow as I stared at her."You did actually" I replied. "You dragged me out here even when I told you I had no desire, whatsoever, to be in this hellhole." "Don't sound like that. You make it seem like you're depressed or going through something" She said, a concerned look on her face.I cast her a sidelong glance, the corners of my lips twitching slightly. “I’m fine, Alexis.” “You call that fine?” she retorted, narrowing her emerald-green eyes at me. “You’ve got your