Shocking Encounter

Jaxon POV

I 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 your username?"

Riley swallowed hard, eyes darting around the room like he wanted to be anywhere but here. 

"What?"

"On the app," I said, a wicked grin creeping onto my lips. "You’re Sluttycumbottom12, aren’t you?"

Riley’s eyes went wide. His entire face turned red, and I could see him stiffen like he’d just been caught doing something dirty. Which, to be fair, he had. 

The realization hit me like a brick to the chest.

Riley was the one I’d been chatting with this whole time. Riley.was the one who had sent me all those nasty, sexy messages.

The one who had told me, in no uncertain terms, exactly how good he was in bed, how he could satisfy a man in ways that would make him scream.

This was too rich.

I immediately started laughing, sitting back in my chair and running a hand through my hair as I processed the ridiculousness of it all. 

"You’ve gotta be kidding me. You? You’ve been talking all that slutty shit on the app this whole time?"

Riley’s face twisted in humiliation. He couldn’t even look at me anymore, his eyes glued to the table as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

Good. He should be embarrassed. The things he’d said… it was beyond anything I thought he had in him.

"I-I didn’t know it was you," Riley mumbled, his voice barely audible. "This is a mistake."

"A mistake?" I smirked, my voice laced with mocking amusement. "No, this is priceless. All those talks about how you’re an 'expert' in bed, how you’d make a man beg for more… and it’s you? The quiet little mouse in the office who can barely string a sentence together?"

He looked like he wanted to disappear, shrinking further into his seat as I continued to mock him.

But I wasn’t done yet.

"I’ve gotta admit," I leaned forward again, my voice dropping to a low, taunting whisper, "I’m curious. If you’re as good as you claim, maybe you can prove it. Show me what all that talk was about, huh?"

Riley’s head snapped up, his eyes filled with a mix of shock and disgust. 

"You’re disgusting," he spat, finally finding his voice. "I’m not doing anything with you."

"Oh, come on." I grinned, enjoying how flustered he was getting. "You seemed pretty eager when you were messaging DominantDaddy23. Or was that all just talk? A little fantasy you can’t actually back up?"

His face turned an even deeper shade of red, but this time it wasn’t from embarrassment—it was from anger. Good. I liked seeing that fire in him.

It was better than the timid, submissive Riley I saw at work every day.

"You should be ashamed of yourself," Riley said, his voice trembling with barely-contained fury. "I’m not some toy for you to play with. I don’t care if you’re my boss, I don’t want to see you again. Ever."

He stood up abruptly, knocking his chair back as he did. People in the restaurant turned to look, but Riley didn’t care.

He stormed out of the restaurant, leaving me sitting there, still grinning.

For a moment, I watched him leave, my amusement quickly shifting to something darker. 

Riley might think he could just walk away, but I wasn’t going to let him off that easily. No, this was too interesting, too… fun.

He’d humiliated himself by accident, but I wasn’t about to let that be the end of it.

I wanted more.

And I always get what I want.

I leaned back in my seat, a sinister smile playing on my lips as I considered my next move. 

Riley had always been beneath my notice before—just another timid little boy, another employee who didn’t stand out in any meaningful way. But now, things had changed.

Now, he was someone I wanted to play with. And I would, for as long as it entertained me.

If he thought he could just walk away and pretend this never happened, he was sorely mistaken.

I’d make sure he regretted it. I’d make sure he came crawling back to me, whether he wanted to or not.

And when he did, I’d make him beg.

I glanced down at my phone, scrolling through the messages we’d exchanged on the app.

All the things Riley had said, all the promises he’d made in the heat of the moment.

I couldn’t wait to throw them back in his face, to watch him squirm as I reminded him of every filthy word he’d sent my way.

He wouldn’t be able to resist forever. I knew men like him—quiet, submissive, but with a hidden desire for someone to dominate them. He’d try to fight it, but eventually, he’d give in.

They always did.

As I got up from the table and walked out of the restaurant, I couldn’t help but laugh to myself. This was going to be fun.

Riley had no idea what he’d gotten himself into.

And by the time I was done with him, he’d wish he never crossed my path.

The game had only just begun.