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Chapter 3
by
Bk154
What's next?
Meeting
The next meeting was scheduled for Thursday, 8 PM. She stood in front of her walk-in closet, the evening light bleeding through the floor-to-ceiling windows of her penthouse. Her fingers trailed across the usual armor—tailored blazers, silk blouses, pencil skirts that screamed power. But that woman was gone. She was something else now.
She pulled out a dress she'd bought on a whim and never worn: a short, clingy number in deep burgundy, with a plunging neckline that dipped almost to her navel. The hem barely grazed her mid-thigh. No panties—deliberate. She slipped into black stilettos, the kind that made her walk with a sway. No bra either; her nipples pressed against the thin fabric, visible.
She stood before the mirror and turned. The dress hugged every curve, leaving nothing to the imagination. A thin gold chain at her throat. No other jewelry. Her platinum hair fell loose, not pinned into her usual severe bun. She looked like a woman on her way to be fucked, not to lead a board meeting.
She smiled. Perfect.
She grabbed her keys and nothing else—no briefcase, no laptop. Tonight, she wasn't bringing work. She was bringing herself.
When she walked into the office, the lights were dim, only a single lamp glowing on her desk. Marcus was already there, leaning against the window, arms crossed. His eyes traveled down her body, slow and deliberate, lingering on the deep V of her neckline, the way the dress rode up as she walked. He said nothing, just let the silence stretch.
She stopped a few feet from him. "Do you like it?"
He stepped forward, one hand sliding around her waist, the other tracing the edge of the neckline. His thumb brushed her nipple, and she gasped softly.
"Turn around."
She obeyed. He lifted the hem of the dress, exposing her bare ass, and she heard his low chuckle.
"No panties. Good girl."
His hand came down flat on her cheek—a sharp, stinging slap that made her gasp and arch her back. Then he smoothed the sting with a firm squeeze.
"That's what I like to see. Now get on the desk."
What's next?
New World
New rule
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