All Chapters of A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MadisonThe cab rolled to a stop in front of the towering glass building. I glanced at my phone - 8:02 PM. Alexander had texted earlier about sending his car, but I must have missed his message between visiting Mom and rushing home to change. I handed cash to the driver, stepped out into the cool evening air, and smoothed down my jeans. After a day in that designer dress, the soft cotton t-shirt felt like coming home. Though knowing Mr. Knight, these comfortable clothes wouldn't stay on long. Heat crept up my neck at the thought. Focus, Madison. The doorman nodded as I entered the marble lobby, my sneakers squeaking against the polished floor. I shifted my weight from one foot to the other as I stood before his penthouse door. My finger hovered over the doorbell, and my heart thumped against my ribs. The hallway felt too quiet, too exposed. The chime echoed inside, and I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. My T-shirt suddenly felt too casual, my jeans too plain. But he'd

MadisonHe gripped my hips, his cock pressing against my entrance from behind.He thrust into me, his cock filling me completely. I gasped, my fingers gripping the railing, my knuckles turning white. He began to move, his hips slapping against my ass, the sound echoing off the balcony walls."Fuck, you look so good bent over like this," he groaned, his hands sliding up my back, gripping my shoulders for leverage.I moaned, my body rocking back to meet his thrusts. He felt so good, so deep. The city lights blurred below me, the world reduced to the feeling of his cock inside me, his hands on my body, his breath hot on my neck.He leaned down, his chest pressing against my back, his lips brushing against my ear. "You like this, don't you?" he murmured. "You like being fucked like a naughty little girl."I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," I whispered.He chuckled, a dark, delicious sound.He began to move faster, his cock slamming into me, his balls slapping against my cli

AlexanderI stepped back from Madison, her legs still dangling off my kitchen counter, the silk robe barely covering what I'd thoroughly explored last night. The sight of her there, disheveled and marked by my attention, tested my self-control. "Alex! Where are you, man?" Anthony's voice boomed through the speaker. I ran a hand through my hair, pacing toward the living room. "At home. What do you want?" "Home? Since when have you skipped morning meetings?" He laughed. "Listen, we're getting everyone together next Sunday for dinner. The usual crew." My jaw clenched. I knew exactly what 'the usual crew' meant - Anthony's rotating collection of eligible socialites he kept trying to set me up with. "Dinner on Next Sunday? Can't make it." "Come on-" "And while we're at it, stop with the matchmaking attempts. I'm not interested." I caught a glimpse of Madison shifting on the counter, the robe sliding higher. Fuck. "Matchmaking? It's just dinner, you paranoid bastard." Anthony's amuse

AlexanderI stared at the real estate project files spread across my desk, running calculations for the new development in my head. The numbers looked promising, but something about the location nagged at me. My phone buzzed. Leo's name flashed on the screen. "Tell me you found something," I said, leaning back in my chair. "Bad news, man. No one else got drugged that night. I checked hospital records, talked to event staff, and even bribed a few waiters. You were the only target." "Fuck." I pinched the bridge of my nose. "The footage was useless, too. Whoever did this knew exactly where the cameras were." "Smart bastards. Must have cased the place beforehand." "Yeah, but their plan failed," I smirked, remembering how I'd made it straight to my penthouse instead of wherever they'd intended. "They probably wanted me incapacitated somewhere specific. Instead, I went home and..." Madison's face flashed in my mind, making my cock twitch at the memory. "And what?" Leo's voice dripped

MadisonAlexander's eyes flashed with a hunger that sent shivers down my spine. He lifted me effortlessly, carrying me to the bedroom at the back of the plane. The door clicked shut behind us, sealing us in a world of his making. He set me down on the edge of the bed, standing before me like a king surveying his domain. "On your knees." His voice was rough, commanding. I hesitated, a mix of nerves and anticipation swirling in my stomach. But the look in his eyes brooked no argument. I slid off the bed, kneeling before him. The plush carpet cushioned my knees, a stark contrast to the hard man towering over me. He unbuckled his belt, the sound of metal against leather echoing in the room. "You know what I want, Madison." I reached up, my hands trembling slightly as I unzipped his pants. His cock sprang free, huge and hard, mere inches from my face. I looked up at him, eyes wide, suddenly feeling very small. "Go on," he urged, voice thick with desire. I tentatively wrapped my fing