A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 307

Madison

“Your shoulders are rigid, your jaw is tight, and you’ve been chewing your bottom lip since we left the gala.” He stepped closer. “You’re not tired. You’re overthinking.”

“I’m not overthinking,” I insisted, taking a step back to create some distance between us. “I’m genuinely tired, Alexander. Between the Manhattan project deadlines, the gala, and everything else, I just need a good night’s sleep.”

His eyes narrowed slightly, studying me with that penetrating gaze that always made me feel like he could see right through my bullshit.

“Everything else?” he repeated, one eyebrow arched. “Would that ‘everything else‘ happen to include Katherine’s appearance tonight?”

“Not everything revolves around your ex–girlfriend,” I snapped, then immediately regretted my tone. “Sorry. That just proves my point about needing sleep.”

“Interesting. You rarely apologize for speaking your mind with me.” He took another step closer, backing me against the wall. “It’s one of the things I appreciate about you.”

My heart raced as he leaned in, his cologne enveloping me. For a moment, I thought he was going to kiss me, to distract me with sex the way he always did when conversations got too real.

Instead, he surprised me.

“Alright,” he said, stepping back. “Sleep it is.”

I blinked, caught off guard by his easy acquiescence. “What?”

“You said you need sleep.” He shrugged, loosening his bow tie completely and slipping it from his collar. “So let’s sleep.”

He walked toward his bedroom, unbuttoning his shirt as he went. When he realized I wasn’t following, he paused at the doorway.

“Coming, Ms. Harper? Or would you prefer the guest room tonight?”

I hesitated, genuinely confused by this turn of events. Alexander Knight didn’t just give up on sex. Especially not when he had that predatory look in his eyes earlier.

“No, I-“I gathered my wits. “Your room is fine.”

I followed him into his bedroom, watching as he methodically undressed. He hung his tuxedo jacket in his closet, followed by his shirt and pants. His movements were precise, unhurried. When he stood in just his boxer briefs, I could see he was semi–hard, his impressive length straining against the black fabric.

“Your turn,” he said, nodding toward my gown. “Unless you plan to sleep in Versace.”

I reached behind me, struggling with the zipper. Alexander stepped forward without a word, his warm fingers

1/3

Chapter 307

+25 BONUS

brushing against my bare skin as he slowly lowered the zipper. The sound of it sliding down seemed unnaturally loud in the quiet room.

“Thank you,” I murmured as the dress loosened.

He stepped back, giving me space to shimmy out of the gown. I carefully draped it over a nearby chair, now standing in just my lace thong and strapless bra. Alexander’s eyes darkened as they swept over my body, but he made no move toward me.

This was new territory. Usually, by this point, he’d have me pinned against the nearest surface, his mouth devouring mine while his hands explored every inch of my skin.

I unhooked my bra, letting it fall to the floor. My nipples hardened instantly under his intense gaze.

“Keep going,” he said, his voice low and rough.

I slid my thumbs under the waistband of my thong, slowly pushing it down my legs. When I stood completely naked before him, he finally moved, pulling back the covers on his massive bed.

“After you.”

I climbed into his bed, the cool sheets a stark contrast to my heated skin. Alexander removed his boxer briefs, his cock springing free, thick and hard despite his insistence on sleep. He slid in beside me, immediately pulling me against his chest, my back to his front.

“Comfortable?” he asked, his breath hot against my ear.

“Yes,” I lied, acutely aware of his massive erection pressing against my ass.

His arm tightened around my waist, his hand splayed across my stomach. “Good. Sweet dreams, Maddie.”

I lay there, utterly confused. What game was he playing? Alexander never passed up an opportunity for sex, especially when we were both naked in his bed. Was this some kind of test? Or punishment for my earlier attitude?

His cock twitched against my ass, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan. God, I wanted him. Despite my exhaustion, despite my confusion about Katherine, despite everything, my body responded to him like it always did.

But he’d agreed to sleep. And Alexander Knight was nothing if not a man of his word, when it suited him.

I closed my eyes, determined to ignore the heat building between my legs and the hard length pressing insistently against me.

Sleep.

I needed sleep.

But Alexander’s body heat against my back and the insistent press of his cock against my ass made it nearly impossible to relax. His arm tightened around my waist, pulling me closer until there wasn’t a whisper of space

between us.

“Alexander,” I whispered, uncertain if he was still awake.

2/3

Chapter 307

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify