All Chapters of The Billionaire Boss's Agenda : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I couldn't meet Junior's eyes as I sat across him on his silver blue velvet couch that we spent all of our free moments on. My legs were tucked beneath my body weight and I was as nervous as I've ever been in my life. I was scared that if I looked into his eyes, he would see that I was a whore and call me out on it and I would lose the love of my life. I was mad at myself. I used to take such pride in myself and valued the fact that I had only ever been with one man. A man that loved me wholeheartedly and treated me like a queen. Yet here I am, opening my legs for another man behind his back. I know if Junior were to ever find out, he wouldn't stay. He would leave me and I would be devasted. Then why the hell am I not stopping?! Why the hell am I giving Elijah such power and control over me? Why am I not putting up a big enough fight? He's only g

The limo came to a stop and I almost groaned in distaste, I was hoping Elijah and I could shed what clothing we had on. The hungry look that he was giving me was causing the back of my neck hairs to rise and my clit to throb. I was anticipating whatever he was going to do to me. "I don't want people seeing me dressed like this," I placed my hand on his leg, stopping him from moving. I was dressed like a sex object and I would hate to step outside dressed like this. He looked me up and down, "there's nothing wrong with what you're wearing. You need to be confident in yourself. Besides, it's almost like a club so everyone here is dressed in way less." At that, he took my hand in his as the doors opened and we both stepped out. When we did, he pulled me to him and I shivered from the cold air as we walked to the entrance that seemed empty with only one bouncer guarding it. I avoided the bouncer's eyes, my gaze on the floor as I stuck to E

I tossed my bag onto my couch before I sat down on the one end of it and Kelly sat on the other end. I sighed, "it's hard to stop," was the first thing I said to her as I placed my head on the couch for support and she held my eyes with a nod, "how have you been doing this for so many years, Kelly?" I asked her. She frowned and began to play with her fingers, "I ask myself that question too," she admitted with a sad smile, "at first, I would hold onto his words when he would promise me that he would leave her. He promised me that he didn't love her, promised me that he was only doing it for his kids...but I'm not as naive and foolish as I used to be. I know that he'll never leave her." "Then why are you still with him?" "Because just as you said, it's hard to stop. It starts off as just sex, the sex is once in a blue moon, and then you start to m

Today was one of our date nights and I had been dreading it. I felt like Junior would just see from my eyes that I've been a whore for my boss. Instead of going out, we both decided to stay in his loft apartment and cook together, play some music and drink as much alcohol as we could. "And I can't be without you baby!" Junior sang at the top of his lungs as he shut his eyes tight, getting moved by Mary J Blige's Be Without You. You know how every couple has their song, well, this was our song. We sang it whenever we were together. When it came on, Junior and I would blast the volume and sing at the very top of our lungs. "Fellas tell your lady she's the one!" I joined in, lifting my hand above my head like I was trying to catch the holy spirit. "Ladies let him know he's got your love!" at this point Junior was standing on the top of his kitchen counter, screaming these out at the top of his lungs. The speakers were loud and our voices

My legs were wide open, my arms holding up my body and my breath came out short and quick as I sat on my knees and hands, waiting for my punishment. I listened to the sound of Elijah's footsteps as he circled me like prey, feeling his eyes on every inch of my exposed body. I have never felt so bare and open in my life, and it was all for his eyes to feast on. I heard him let out a purr, a sound so enthralling that I almost came from it. "You're dripping," he told me matter of fact, as I felt him run his index finger along my swollen, throbbing and wet slit, "excited for your punishment, I see," he slapped his hand on my pussy and I gasped, throwing my head back. I gripped his fur rug into my fists, gritting my teeth and fighting with myself to not cum because I wanted to hold off. "Such a pity that I'm going to have to ruin my $32,000 belt to teach you a lesson," just before I could comprehend his words, I received my first lash across