A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 94

Madison

1 gripped my coffee cup tighter, knuckles turning white. The whispers grew louder, more vicious.

“Look at her, acting all high and mighty in that Chanel blouse.” A woman’s nasal voice carried across the cafeteria. “Probably picked it up from a dumpster behind Bergdorf’s.”

“That’s definitely a knockoff.” Another chimed in. “No way she could afford the real thing on a PA salary.”

“I’ve been in accounting, for five years,” someone complained. “What qualifications does she have to manage a multi–million dollar project?”

“God, have you seen her face without makeup?” A particularly nasty voice cut through. “Who’d want to fuck that?”

“Maybe she does it with the lights off.” Cruel laughter followed.

I took another sip of coffee, remembering how Alexander had fucked me against his office windows last week, the entire city spread out below us as he’d made me come three times. The same office these bitter bitches walked past every day.

“I heard she smells like desperation and cheap perfume.”

More giggles. If they only knew the $500 bottle of Tom Ford perfume sitting on my vanity – a “gift” from Alexander.

“Five years of experience and an MBA, and they give the position to the little cocksucker.” The accounting woman wasn’t even trying to keep her voice down now.

I finished my coffee in one long swallow, stood up, and smoothed my skirt.

Pulling out my phone, I dialed Hazel’s number, hoping she’d pick up quickly. As the line connected, I pasted on a bright smile.

“Hey, girl!” I greeted cheerfully. “How’s your day going?”

The gaggle of admin assistants fell silent, ears straining to catch my conversation. Perfect.

“Oh, you know,” I continued, ensuring my voice carried just enough. “I’m at work, dealing with the usual office politics.”

The whispers halted completely. I could practically feel their eyes boring into me.

“Yeah, it’s always fun when people make assumptions without knowing the full story,” I said with a laugh, my tone light and breezy. “But honestly, it’s more amusing than anything else.”

I paced around the break room table, making sure to pass by their corner without acknowledging them directly.

“Some people are just so desperate for attention,” I added casually. “They’ll say anything to feel important.”

The silence behind me was deafening. I fought the urge to glance back and see their reactions.

“Oh well,” I continued as if oblivious to the tension. “Some folks just have nothing better to do than spread gossip. Anyway, I’ve got bigger things to focus on.”

Hazel’s confused voice came through the phone, but I didn’t give her a chance to ask questions.

“Talk later?” I said brightly before hanging up and slipping my phone back into my purse.

I could feel their eyes following me as I walked out of the break room with my head held high. My heart raced from the adrenaline of confronting them indirectly, but there was also a thrill in knowing I’d put them in their place without sinking to

their level.

I walked back to my desk, adrenaline still pumping through my veins. Let them gossip. They had no idea what I was capable of –

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Chapter 94

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in more ways than one.

My phone buzzed with a message from Hazel:

“Girl, what was that about? You okay? That call made zero sense.”

I glanced at Alexander’s office before typing back:

“Just some catty bitches at work spreading rumors about how I got my promotion. Apparently, I’m really good at ‘dictation‘ if you know what I mean.”

“OMG! What did you do?”

“Put them in their place without getting my hands dirty. You should have seen their faces when I walked past talking about‘ desperate people who spread gossip.“”

“LMAO, you’re savage! But for real, be careful. Office politics can get nasty.”

“Don’t worry, I can handle myself,” I texted back.

My phone buzzed again: “Just watch your back. And maybe record any future conversations with these bitches.”

“Thanks, mom,” I replied with an eye–roll emoji. “I’ve got this under control.”

I put my phone down, trying to focus on the mountain of paperwork in front of me. The numbers on the papers blurred together as my mind wandered back to Alexander’s furious expression this morning.

What had gotten him so worked up about me being in his closet? Sure, snooping wasn’t exactly professional, but his reaction seemed extreme even for him. The way his jaw had clenched, those blue eyes blazing…

“Focus!” I muttered, forcing my attention back to the screen. But my gaze kept drifting to his office, where he sat looking devastatingly handsome in that charcoal suit. He’d loosened his tie, and the top button of his shirt was undone, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of skin.

I shifted in my chair, remembering how I’d licked that exact spot last night while he’d gripped my hips hard enough to leave marks. The ache between my legs intensified.

“Bad Madison. Work now, dirty thoughts later.” I scolded myself, but it was useless. Every time I looked at those strong hands holding his pen, I remembered them wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to make me see stars as I came.

The intercom buzzed, making me jump.

“Ms. Harper, my office. Now.”

My heart raced as I smoothed my skirt and walked toward his door. The last time he’d used that tone, I’d ended up bent over his desk with my panties stuffed in my mouth to keep quiet.

No, this was different. He was genuinely angry about something, and I needed to keep my hormones in check. Even if he did look absolutely edible with his sleeves rolled up like that…

“Close the door,” he commanded without looking up from his papers.

I obeyed, wondering if he could hear how fast my heart was beating. The click of the lock echoed in the silence,

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