A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Alexander

Her chin lifted slightly there was that spark I loved to ignite. “I can handle anything you throw at me.”

“Anything?” I raised an eyebrow, letting the word hang between us. The air in the car grew thick with tension.

“The project, Mr. Knight. I meant the project.”

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“Of course you did.” I pulled out my phone, pretending to check my emails while watching her from the corner of my eye.‘ You’ll need to familiarize yourself with commercial real estate regulations, zoning laws, and construction timelines. Think you’re up for it?”

“Yes.” Her answer came without hesitation.

“Good,” I said, setting my phone aside. “Because I need someone I can trust running this project, someone who won’t be distracted by other activities.”

A flush crept up her neck. “I’m very good at compartmentalizing.”

“Oh, I know exactly how good you are at compartmentalizing.” I let my gaze drift over her body, remembering last night’s activities. “The question is, can you keep it up while managing a multi–million dollar project?”

Madison’s eyes met mine, that familiar mix of defiance and desire dancing in them. “I can handle anything you require, Mr. Knight. Both professionally and…” She let the words trail off, her meaning clear.

“Careful.” I shifted closer, my thigh pressing against hers. “Those are dangerous words to say to me in a private car.”

“I mean it.” Her voice carried more confidence than usual. “This project could be exactly what I need to prove myself in the industry.”

I traced a finger along her knee, enjoying how her breath hitched. “It could launch your career. Most people spend years climbing the corporate ladder to reach this level of responsibility.”

“And you’re just handing it to me?” Her tone held a hint of skepticism.

“I never just hand anything to anyone.” I gripped her thigh, feeling the warmth through her skirt. “You’ve earned this opportunity. Your attention to detail, your quick thinking – like when you called Dr. Peterson that night. Not many would have handled that situation so professionally.” 1

“Thank you for trusting me with this, Mr. Knight.”

“Oh, I trust you with far more than just business matters.” I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear. “I must admit, watching you handle million–dollar negotiations might be a new kind of foreplay.”

She squirmed slightly under my touch. “Is that why you’re giving me this project? For your entertainment?”

“Partially,” I smirked, sliding my hand higher up her thigh. “But mainly because you’re the best person for the job. The entertainment is just a bonus.”

“Mr. Knight…” Her voice wavered as my fingers traced patterns on her inner thigh.

“Yes, Miss Harper?”

“The driver…”

“Can’t see a thing.” I nipped at her earlobe. “The partition is soundproot too.”

Her head fell back against the seat as my hand continued its exploration. “You really think I can handle this project?”

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“I wouldn’t risk millions of dollars just to get into your pants.” I chuckled against her neck. “I already have that privilege.”

She laughed, the sound turning into a soft gasp as my fingers found their target. “When do I start?”

“Eager to begin?” I pulled back slightly, admiring how her chest rose and fell with quickened breaths. “The paperwork will be ready soon. But right now…” I checked the car’s progress through the window. “We have about ten minutes until we reach the resort. Plenty of time to celebrate your promotion.”

Madison

I kept my composure as Alexander’s hand crept higher up my thigh, but my mind raced with doubts about my bold declaration. Handle anything? What was I thinking? The weight of managing a multi–million dollar project in Manhattan pressed against my chest. Numbers, permits, regulations – my head spun with everything I’d need to learn.

His fingers traced circles on my skin, sending shivers down my spine. “Getting lost in thought, Miss Harper?”

“Just processing the opportunity, Mr. Knight.” I bit my lip as his touch grew more insistent.

The leather seat creaked as he pulled me closer. The Vegas heat outside couldn’t compare to the warmth building between us. My body responded to his touch even as my brain cataloged all the ways I could fail spectacularly at this new role.

Construction timelines? I could barely keep track of his daily schedule sometimes. And now he wanted me to oversee an entire building project? The same woman who once ordered the wrong type of coffee beans for the office and caused a minor crisis?

His lips found that sensitive spot behind my ear. “Your pulse is racing.”

“Just excited about the promotion.” I tried to keep my voice steady as his fingers slipped under the hem of my skirt.

“Is that all?” His breath was hot against my neck.

No, that wasn’t all. I was terrified of disappointing him, of proving everyone right who might think I’d slept my way into this position. Even if, technically, I had. Sort of. Though the sleeping part came after the job…

His hand moved higher, and coherent thoughts scattered like cards in a Vegas wind. Maybe that was his plan to keep me so distracted with pleasure I couldn’t overthink things.

“Mr. Knight…” I gasped as his fingers found their target.

“Yes?” His voice held that amused tone that drove me wild.

The privacy partition suddenly seemed like the best invention ever as he worked his magic. My worries about project management dissolved into pure sensation.

Who was I kidding? This man could reduce me to a quivering mess in seconds. How could I possibly maintain professional authority while knowing what he could do to me? While remembering moments like this?

But I couldn’t tell him my doubts. Couldn’t let him see the cracks in my confident facade. He’d given me this chance – I’d figure it out somehow. Even if I had to study real estate law every night until my eyes bled.

His fingers dipped beneath the lace of my thong, pushing it aside with practiced ease. My breath hitched as he spread my legs wider, his touch igniting a fire that burned away all rational thought.

“Fuck, you’re already so wet,” he growled against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

I swallowed a moan, biting my lip as his fingers slid into my pussy. The sensation was electric, jolting through me like a live wire. He captured my lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue invading my mouth with the same urgency as his fingers below.

His free hand found my breasts, kneading them over my blouse. My nipples hardened, straining against the fabric, begging for more attention. He didn’t disappoint, rolling one faut peak between his thumb and forefinger until I thought I’d scream.

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“Mr. Knight,” I gasped into his mouth, trying to keep some semblance of control. But who was I kidding? He had me right where he wanted me literally.

He added another finger, stretching me, filling me. The car hit a bump, jostling us slightly, but he didn’t miss a beat. His fingers curled inside me, hitting that sweet spot that made my toes curl. I clenched around him, trying to hold back the moans threatening to escape.

“Let me hear you, Madison,” he commanded against my lips. “Let me hear how much you love this.”

I shook my head, stubbornly clinging to my last shreds of dignity. He just chuckled, the asshole, and added a third finger. The stretch was intense, bordering on painful, but goddamn if it didn’t feel amazing.

His thumb found my clit, circling it lightly, teasingly. My hips bucked against his hand, seeking more pressure, more friction. He obliged, pressing harder, moving faster. I was so close, teetering on the edge of oblivion.

“Come for me, Madison,” he whispered. “Come all over my fingers.”

But he stopped just as I was about to tumble over the edge. Fucking stopped. His fingers stilled inside me, his thumb paused on my clit. I looked up at him, panting, eyes wide with disbelief.

He smirked, the bastard. “Not yet, sweetheart,” he said, withdrawing his fingers slowly, torturously. “We’ve got all day.”

I wanted to scream, curse, and demand he finish what he started. But I knew better. This was Alexander Knight, master of control, king of orgasm denial. And I was just his plaything, his pawn in this twisted game of pleasure and pain.

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