Chapter 3
Chapter Three
Daniil
Through the glass of my corner office, I watched as Lily moved around the office, a smile plastered to her face that didn’t reach her eyes.
It was like she was just going through the motions, but no one was home.
Her face was emotionless behind that smile.
It stood out in stark contrast to the agonized bliss on her face when she had touched herself for me.
Not for me. I had to keep reminding myself. She hadn’t even known I was there. That little show last night had been for someone else’s benefit.
Not that I wasn’t taking full advantage of it. I’d never been the kind of man who played porn. I preferred the real thing, but last night, when I would have normally called a high-end call girl, I watched that video instead.
And twice already today.
I might have been able to control myself, but Lily was in the exact same clothes she had on yesterday. I didn’t know if the underwear was the same, but in my mind it was. My mind was so full of images of her that it made concentrating on anything almost impossible.
There was a soft rap of knuckles on the door. “Mr. Petrov?”
My head snapped up, and my eyes glued themselves to her breasts. Was that a little flash of red under her pale shirt? My cock went instantly hard.
“Yes?”
“I was just wondering if there was anything else you needed from me before I head home?” She smiled wider. For someone who had such an animated face, she really couldn’t fake shit. The smile wasn’t happy at all.
It made me wonder what had happened since last night that made her so melancholy.
Clearly, her romantic night with her partner hadn’t gone to plan.
And I was happy about that because I could easily imagine some other asshole laying her down and peeling her out of her clothes to take her, and it was making me crazy.
Steepling my hands under my chin, I let my eyes rake over her, from the bright red hair to the slim calves that I could easily imagine wrapped around my head. She would taste amazing. And I wanted to see just how amazing.
All last night I had searched for a way to deal with this, but one look at her in yesterday’s clothes and I knew.
“Actually, Miss Ridgeway, I wanted to ask you about a private matter. Please come in and close the door. This is rather delicate.”
Her green eyes widened into saucers, but she did what I asked, shooting a nervous glance over her shoulder to the empty office behind her. Everyone else had already gone home.
“I hope I haven’t done anything—” she began to say.
“Please take a seat, Lily.” I motioned to the leather seat opposite. “I can call you Lily, can’t I? I mean we are almost as good as lovers now, aren’t we?”
She froze.
“Or would you prefer my chair?” Jumping to my feet, I motioned to it. “I believe you like mine quite a lot. Isn’t that right?” Rounding the desk, I came to a stop next to her, so close I could smell the vanilla and orange scent she wore.
“Sir, I don’t know—”
“Take a seat, Lily, and let me refresh your memory.”
She sat stiffly, and I came behind her. Pulling my tablet across the desk. It only took a few seconds for the dark screen to be filled with images of her because it had not closed the video down from the last time I had watched it.
For half a second, she looked confused, and then her whole body stiffened. From my place, leaning over her, my arms on the desk in front of her, I could see the way her breasts jiggled as she trembled.
“Sir—”
I lowered myself over her back. “I particularly like this bit. But maybe you need to watch the whole thing to refresh your memory.”
This close, she was even more mesmerizing.
“I didn’t mean any disrespect, sir. How did you get this?" She didn’t take her eyes from the screen, and I wished I could see her expression more clearly.
There was a flush to the swell of her breasts that was spreading up her throat. It could have been embarrassing, but I hoped it was the same kind of heat that I was having a problem controlling.
Was Lily Ridgway turned on from watching herself? I wanted to reach down and run my hands up her thighs to find out for myself. Then I would find out for myself just how sweet she tasted, slowly and thoroughly, and I would watch the look of bliss take over their face as it had on the video.
“Does it matter how I got it? All emails sent from this office come through me.” I half lied because that wasn’t exactly true, but she didn’t need to know that.
“It was meant to be private—for me.” Her voice broke. “I honestly didn’t mean for you to see it, sir, and I will never enter your office without permission again. It was just the perfect backdrop. ”She bit her lip and trailed off.
“Yes, I can see how it would be the perfect background to your little show.”
In fact, I could easily picture fucking her up against those windows with the city skyline spread around us. She would look amazing like that.
“For your boyfriend?” I asked softly, shaking myself out of my daydreams.
She stiffened. I couldn’t help myself. I looked down. There was a slight gap at the front of her blouse where I could just see the lacy edge of a red bra. She was in exactly the same clothes as yesterday, even down to her bra and panties.
Interesting.
“Or maybe not a boyfriend?”
“It’s complicated.” Twisting in her seat, she stared up at me. The movement brought her face perilously close to mine. Her lips are kissing distance.
“Am I being fired?”
Tearing my eyes away from her lips, I straightened. “I should terminate your employment, Miss Ridgeway. I should make sure you never work in this city again, but—”
“But?”
“I don’t think that’s what either of us want. Is it?”
“Oh God, thank you, sir.” She let out a cry of relief, her small hand snagging on my shirt sleeve. I stared down at the small, rounded, pale blue nails, which looked chipped on the ends, like she had been chewing on them.
Besides that, her permanent fake smile and the fact that she was in yesterday’s clothes made it abundantly clear that her night hadn’t gone to plan. Had the man she had made that video for turned her down? If that was the case, he was a moron, but I was glad of it.
Even being this close to Lily, I was struggling with an erection that threatened to burst the zipper of my pants.
My cock ached. If she turned around properly, she would clearly be able to see the outline of it.
It made me want to see her reaction to it, but she kept her eyes glued gratefully on my face instead.
“Thank you, sir. Thank you so much. I won’t let you down again.”
I nodded my head once. “Of course, you can’t stay in your current position.”
“What?” Her hand dropped from my wrists. “But you said.”
I went back to my seat. “I am not firing you, Lily,” I said again, leaning back. “I am offering you a promotion.”
Her emerald green eyes widened in confusion. “But why would you do that?”
“Maybe I see something in you,” I said softly.
I could definitely see myself being inside of her.
“I see a great deal of potential, and I think you are wasted here. I’m a busy man. It makes certain aspects of my life complicated to navigate. I am in search of a companion.”
“Like a personal assistant?”
“In a way, but more hands-on. A lot more hands-on.” I watched her face carefully. “Someone to help me in every aspect of my life. You seem to fit the bill. You’re a great personal assistant. You’re educated, and you are beautiful.”
And fucking scorching hot, I added silently. I knew the moment she understood me. Her pouty lips fell open. “Mr. Popov. I don’t know what to say.”
“Easy, say yes. I promise you I could make it worth your while. All I ask is for a little,” I looked out into the empty office, “discretion about the other side of our relationship. I would rather the people here not know you are anything more than my personnel assistant.”
“You want to sleep with me?”
I laughed. I couldn’t help it. “Oh, I don’t have to sleep in the same bed as you, Lily. But yes, I do want to fuck you.”
Her breath hitched.
“Hard and fast. In my bed. Over my desk.” I met her unblinking eyes. “In this chair that you so prettily spread your pink pussy on.”
Two ink spots appeared high on her cheeks. She twisted her fingers together in her lap.
“Mr. Popov—”
“Daniil,” I said softly. “Call me Daniil when we are alone. I think we are on a first-name basis now, don’t you?”
The blush spread until her whole face was scarlet.
“I can guarantee it will be a pleasurable arrangement for both of us.
Slowly, she lifted her eyes to meet mine. But instead of heat, there was nothing but anger in them.
“You are asking me to sleep with…I mean fuck you,” she amended quickly. “For money or in order to keep my job?”
”I am offering you an amazing opportunity to work in this company and have the pleasure of my company at the same time.”
On the glass desk, my fingers entwined. This wasn’t going to plan. I hadn’t expected the anger at all. Most women looked at me and wanted to fuck me. That was just the way of my life.
“I am not a prostitute, Mr. Popov.” She stood up slowly, and I couldn’t help it. I let my eyes wander down her slender but perfectly curvy frame. She was so tiny, even in her heels, if she hadn’t had the hips and tits that she did, people would mistake her for a child.
As it was, she was completely all woman, a mouthwatering woman, in fact.
“Of course not, Lily. When I use call girls, I don’t offer them the kind of benefits package I am offering you.”
“I have a fiancé,” she stated. “And I’m disgusted that you would even dare to say these things to me. I should go to HR and—”
My lips thinned. “Tell them that you went into my office to masturbate, and I just happened to get the email? I don’t think that will go quite as well as you think it will, Lily. And as for the boyfriend—”
“Fiancé,” she snapped back
I darted a glance down to the tiny, barely there diamond on her finger and frowned. Was that speck what she called an engagement ring? If she were mine, she would be caked in diamonds. I’d cover every inch of her naked body in them and take pictures of my own.
“Fine. Fiancé. Does it really matter? This is just a job opportunity.”
Lily was hot. I wasn’t going to deny that, but I wasn’t offering her a relationship. She could keep the lame fiancé back home. What I wanted was purely professional, just mixed with more than a little pleasure.
“This conversation is over Mr. Popov. I will forget we even had it.” Spinning on her heels, she stormed away, all righteous indignation and bouncing red hair.
Chuckling, I settled back to watch her leave, which was almost as fun as watching her walk towards me. Lily really did have the ass and hips of a goddess—the kind of hips I could easily grab hold of.
My cock twitched, growing harder and more painful, and with a sigh, I opened the video of her again. Maybe the meeting hadn’t gone to plan. Maybe the beautiful Lily hadn’t fallen on her knees in front of me.
But I still had her video to keep me company.