A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 19

Madison

The doors slid open on the next floor. A few people shuffled out, and others squeezed in. Alexander’s hand lifted briefly, only to return once the doors closed again. This time, his fingers dug in, kneading gently.

What was he doing in this elevator anyway? He had his own private one, for Christ’s sake. Yet here he was, playing grab–ass in a crowd of clueless coworkers. I wanted to kill him.

Another floor, another shuffle of bodies. Someone stepped back, pushing me further into Alexander. His hard cock slid against me, a steely length that sent sparks dancing up my spine. I gasped, disguising it as a cough.

The woman next to me shot me a concerned glance. I managed a weak smile, my face burning.

He shifted slightly, cock pressing deeper into the cleft of my ass. I could feel every inch of him, hot and heavy. My breath hitched, my nipples tightening into hard points. They rubbed against my bra, sensitive and aching. I was a mess of sensation, caught between disgust and desire.

He stood there, cool as a cucumber, scanning the crowd like he wasn’t just pressing my ass in a packed elevator.

His eyes met mine, a smirk playing on his lips. Fucking asshole. I wanted to slap that smug look off his face, but all I could do was stand there, cheeks burning, heart pounding.

His hand shifted, fingers sliding down to the hem of my skirt. He toyed with the fabric, slipping his fingers underneath just enough to brush the bare skin of my thigh.

I swallowed a gasp, my body tensing. No one noticed, thank god. They were all too busy staring at their phones or the blinking floor number

Alexander’s thumb traced the curve of my ass, dipping slightly between my thighs. I could feel the heat of his touch, a promise of more. My clit throbbed, begging for attention.

I pressed my lips together, fighting the urge to moan. This was fucked up. I shouldn’t be getting turned on by this arrogant prick feeling me up in public.

He leaned in, his breath hot on my ear. Not a word, just a soft exhale that made me shiver. His hand moved again, cupping my ass cheek, giving it a firm squeeze. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me, a silent demand.

Another floor passed. More people left. Finally, there was enough space for me to step forward slightly.

His hand lifted, leaving a burning imprint on my ass cheek. He moved back just enough to ease the pressure of his cock against me. What the fuck just happened?

I exhaled shakily, relief flooding me even as a pang of disappointment twisted in my gut. What was wrong with me? My body betrayed me, craving his touch even as my mind screamed at the inappropriateness of it all.

The elevator chimed Two women in matching pencil skirts stepped out, their heels clicking against the marble floor. The space felt marginally less crowded but still too intimate.

I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, hyper–aware of Alexander’s presence behind me. The elevator crawled upward at a snail’s pace

“Don’t you have a private elevator, Mr. Knight?” I kept my voice professional, though my heart hammered against my ribs.

“Maintenance issue.” His deep voice sent shivers down my spine. “Something about a circuit board malfunction.”

I snorted. “Of all days.”

The elevator stopped again. The remaining passengers filed out, leaving me alone with Alexander. The doors slid shut with a soft whoosh that felt more like a death sentence

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Chapter 19

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“Is it just me, or is this thing moving slower than usual?” I stared at the numbers, willing them to change faster.

“Impatient, Miss Harper?” His voice dripped with amusement

“No, I just-” The elevator lurched, and I stumbled backward. Strong hands caught my hips, steadying me. Heat radiated from his palms through the thin fabric of my skirt.

“Careful.” His breath tickled my ear. “Wouldn’t want you falling.”

“I can stand on my own, thank you.” But my legs felt like jelly, and his hands didn’t move.

“Can you?” His thumbs traced small circles on my hipbones. “You seem a bit unsteady.”

I jerked away from his touch, stumbling forward. My legs wobbled like a newborn colt’s, but I managed to stay upright. Heat crawled up my neck as I smoothed down my skirt.

“I’m perfectly steady.” My voice came out breathier than intended.

“Are you running from me, Madison?” His low chuckle sent sparks down my spine. I kept my eyes fixed on the elevator doors, refusing to look at him.

“Not running. Just maintaining professional boundaries.” I cleared my throat. “People talk, you know. And I’d rather not be the subject of office gossip.”

“But there’s no one here to see.” His footsteps echoed behind me, coming closer. “Just you and me.”

My heart thundered against my ribs. “That’s

I jumped, pressing myself against the opposite wall. “The point is the point-” Words failed me as his eyes locked onto mine, dark with hunger.

“Coffee,” I muttered to myself, dropping my purse. “I need coffee. Lots of it.”

I hadn’t even reached my chair when his voice carried across the office. “Miss Harper.”

My shoulders tensed. “Yes, Mr. Knight?”

Of course, we did. Because being trapped in an elevator with him wasn’t enough torture for one morning. I grabbed my tablet, straightened my skirt, and deeply breathed.

His office door stood open, morning light streaming through the floor–to–ceiling windows. I stepped inside, tablet clutched to my chest like a shield.

“Now, about today’s meetings-” I turned around and froze.

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