Mr. Hot Boss To Go – A Forbidden Romance Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Forbidden, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
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There’s zero chance I was ever going to make enough money to buy Pinvia at the grocery store, but Crane Technologies has so much of it that an idea popped into my head. Quickly, I tip-toed back to my cubicle and grabbed my purse so I could load up on this deliciously expensive necessity.

Sierra and I cook with Pinvia. We used it in our coffee. We keep as much of the sugar substitute in our house as we could, and to be honest, this isn’t the first time I’ve stolen it from Crane’s break room. This stuff is expensive and it eats into my paycheck! When I first started, I’d take only a couple packets and bring them home. Then I realized it didn’t matter at all because no one was watching. In fact, as soon as the box was empty, the secretary just ordered another one. So then, I started bringing home more and more of the pink packets. Sierra loves me for it and it’s one of those little luxuries that makes life bearable.

Now, I load handful after handful of Pinvia into my purse. No one will know, and soon, the sides of my purse are bulging. I try to zip it up in order to conceal what I have inside, but I’ve overloaded it. Damn. I’m going to have to take some out.

Suddenly, a low voice behind me sounds.

“Everything okay here?”

Oh shit! I’ve been caught red-handed! Oh shit, oh shit! How long has this person been standing there watching me? I started breathing heavy and my face feels hot with embarrassment. Moreover, I probably look like a tomato because the problem with having blonde hair and pale skin is that there’s no way to hide when I’m embarrassed. Great, just great.

Slowly, I turn around, my whole body stiff with anxiety. How on Earth would I explain what I was doing? I would just smile and say that everything’s fine, and that I was just “borrowing” some sugar, as ludicrous as that sounds. But then, I look up to see a very handsome man in a suit standing next to the door with a questioning look on his expressive features.

My legs felt weak. The room spun around. His broad shoulders were shown off perfectly in a custom-tailored jacket, and his black hair was swept off a brow both high and patrician. Those blue eyes flashed before moving down to look at my bulging purse once more.

Oh shit! Quickly, I threw some of the sugar packets back into the bowl.

“This?” I manage in a squeak. “Um, oh this is nothing.”

I’m not the sort of girl who gets in trouble. Hell, I go to bed at 9 p.m. most nights because I’m so tired from school and work! Yet, the low growl rumbling from the man’s throat tells me that I’m in big trouble, and that only a miracle can save me now.

2

Rowan

I can’t believe my eyes because there’s a gorgeous blonde woman in my kitchen looking absolutely mortified. Her pink lips are pursed together in agony, and from her hands dangles a purse overstuffed with … fake sugar? What the fuck?

But who is this girl, anyways? As her cheeks flamed, I took her in fully. She’s medium height, with a big bust, and long legs. Of course, her skirt is entirely too short for a work environment but it’s also clear that the woman is young. Too young, I admonish my cock, which is already beginning to stiffen. Hell, she barely looked old enough to be working at all.

“Um, hi, ummm…” she looked down and then back up at me, biting her lip as she stumbled on her words.

“So, what’s going on?” I kept my voice firm and tried hard not to smile. She was really adorable in the way she was biting that lip while breaking out into a sweat.

“Hi, I’m umm… just getting some coffee,” she says in a perky tone while reaching around to the counter and quickly filling a mug with coffee. Then, she mumbled something else so quietly that I couldn’t hear her.

I quirked a black brow.

“That’s odd. From where I’m standing, it looks to me like you’re stealing sugar,” I drawl while waiting for her to make eye contact with me. “In fact, I bet it was all caught on camera. You see that smoke detector up there? Well, right next to it is a camera to keep the office safe,” I say, pointing up to a small black half-dome nailed into the ceiling. “You never know when security’s needed,” I add, struggling to keep a serious expression on my face.

My sugar thief goes beet red and chews on her lip again, which really turned me on. I found myself imagining those lips of hers wrapped around me. The vision was so intoxicating that it drove my bodily response even more and I got fully hard beneath my suit coat. Shit, what do I do now? Yet, her breasts bulging out of the white blouse beckoned, and her sweet flushed cheeks were doing me in. I had no idea who this girl was but I absolutely wasn’t letting her out of the kitchen without finding out more.


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