Chapter 19

Book:The Billionaire's Obsession Published:2025-2-8

Ethan POV
I ran my hand through my hair for the hundredth time today. A frustrated sigh escaped my mouth.
Like what the actual fuck! My secretary?
Is this what grandpa means when he said he’s tryna make things easier for me?
Ah… easier my dick!
With that ugly looking bitch there! Please, does he think I’m gonna marry her if she works here?
“Calm down, sweetheart.” Andre said, his voice dripping with mockery.
Damn that motherfucker! Of course, I’m not allowed to blame him. After all, I’m the one who’s been set up on a date with one rude arrogant peacock.
“I was told to resume today.” She said,
I silently huffed. Mentally cussing her. Told to resume today? And she fucking accept the offer.
I thought she wouldn’t see me again. Doesn’t she get it? I’m a pervert! I fuck around!
“Are you sure you’re here because of the job?” I creased my brows.
Andre nudged me in the rib and I casted a short glare at him.
“You bet!” Melinda rolled her eyes. She walked to the middle of the room, her butt effortlessly wriggling in that skintight straight skirt she wore.
Damn her! I’m not moved by that. My kitten is enough to turn me on even with her not so big ass.
“Fuck!” Andre gritted. “She’s hot.” He whispered in my ears.
“You want her?” I whispered back into his ear.
“No,” Andre chuckled. “The freaking hot damsel is yours.”
Mine my precious dick!
Andre stood beside me. He walked towards Melinda and stretched his hand for a handshake which Melinda quickly accepted.
Her eyes glinted lustfully, and her lips broke into a flirtatious smile.
I scoffed. Now, I’m going to get married to that bitch who got smitten by my best friend’s seductive move.
“Andre. Part of the legal team in this prestigious company.” Andre smiled.
“Nice to meet you,” she smiled.
“The pleasure is mine, Melinda.” Andre smiled. He kissed the back of her hand and she blushed slightly.
Good for them. If they click so well, I might as well give her to Andre to date.
No! I might just have a one night with her, perhaps, her bouncing ass could be so good at riding a dick!
I grinned inwardly.
“I’ll be staying here in this office.”
I opened my mouth to talk, but Melinda cut me off.
“Order from Grandpa.” She rolled her eyes.
Yeah! No one will be able to make that damn order except for him.
“Suit yourself then.” I smirked
I stood on my feet, and pulled on my tie.
“I’ll be going to my office, Ethan. If you need me, don’t forget to beep me.” Andre flashed Melinda another smile before he sauntered out.
Now it’s just remaining me and that rude peacock.
Dumping my ass on the chair, I crossed my legs and folded my arm around my chest, focusing my mind on nothing but on my kitten at home.
I wonder how she’s doing. How bored she’s.
“You need to apologise, you know that, don’t you?”
Flying my head up, Melinda glared at me. Her hand folded below her round pointy breast.
“What?”
“Apologise for what you did today.”
“And why should I?” I creased my brows, tilting my head forward. “The date went wrong. Is it not so clear that things are never gonna work out between us.”
“And that’s because you’re acting like a dick.”
“Well…” I passed my tongue over my lips. “I’m actually a dick”
Melinda huffed. She opened her mouth to talk again, but closed it again as though she decided against it.
Good for her. I’m not ready to banter words with her anyway.
“Another date has been scheduled.”
“Not again, please!” I gritted out, almost banging my fist on the table.
Why is grandpa so bent on giving me a prolonged headache?
Standing up, I edged closer to her and pulled her to myself. My arms wrapped tightly around her waist, almost close to her ass.
“What… What are you doing?” Her face heated up, eyes blinking rapidly and swear, I heard the thudding of her heart.
I smirked. I know it. That’s just what she wants and I’m gonna give it to her.
Nobody can refuse me anyway.
I leaned closer, running my wet tongue over her ear.
Melinda shrivelled, her legs collapsed with mine and her hand subconsciously laid on my chest.
“I’m gonna give you what you want,” I whispered into her ear.
I moved my hand carefully down her soft ass and gave it a light squeeze.
“This is me, Melinda. I’m nothing but a Playboy.”
I gave her round ass another squeeze and she let out a moan.
Fucking bitch! She can’t even hold that in.
What if I bend her over the table and push all my length into her?
“Ethan…”
“Is this it?” I placed a sloppy kiss on her neck, burying my head deep into the crook of her neck. “You want me inside you, don’t you?”
“Ethan…” She moaned out again, her hand pulling on my clothes, trying to undo my belt.
I quickly pull away, with a smirk on my lips.
“What? Why?” She breathed out with a frown.
“Not so fast, sweetie,” I smiled.
I palmed her cheeks, staring into her lustful grey eyes.
Damn! I know she wants me so bad. She desperately wants me inside her.
I just turned her on and I’m pretty sure that she’d be wet for me now.
“We’re making a deal here, honey.”
“What deal?” She asked, impatiently.
I pulled her closer, trailing my fingers from her neck, down to her exposed cleavages. I bent to place a kiss on them.
“Fuck, Ethan…” She moaned.
Geez! I like that sound, and I’d want her to moan my name more loudly when I’m inside her.
My hand trailed down her legs and into her skirt.
Melinda threw her head back, eyes closed and her breathing became uneven.
I trailed my fingers on her lap, up to her opening, covered in lacy pants.
Shifting her pant with my fingers, my hand found her la***a and I parted it.
Damn! She’s damn wet for me. Wet for Daddy.
“You have to make a deal with me.”
“Wh… what deal?”
Playing with her la****a’s lips, I stared into her eyes with a smirk.
“You’re going to stop chasing after me. Tell my grandpa that it’s not gonna work between us.”
Melinda furrowed her brow. “What?”
“You don’t want to?” I removed my hands away from under her skirt and took a step away from her. “Then we’re done here.”
Melinda hissed loudly, flashing me a glare.
“Continue what you’re doing, asshole.”
“No.” I chuckled. “We’re making a deal first.”
“Fine!” She breathed out, lounging towards me. “Now, help finish what you started!”
I heaped her up in my arms and headed to my table.
One mission done.
I smirked.
I placed her on the table and parted her legs.
Melinda threw her head back while I slid off her bed.
She’s wearing pink lacy pants that’s already damp in her juice.
I quickly slid off the pants, baring her neatly shaved pussy to myself.
“Now tell me,” I inserted a finger into her opening. “What are you gonna tell my grandpa?”
“Asshole!”
“Not that, honey.” I added another finger.
“Fuck!”
“Not that too, sweetheart!” Playing with her la****a lips, I used my other hand to lift up her top up to her chest, revealing those succulent breasts hidden under the pink bra.
“Tell me now or we will stop this.”
“Fine!” She gritted out. “It’s never gonna work out between us!”
“You can go back on your word, Mel.”
“I won’t!” She snapped with a note of impatience. “Now stop teasing me and get the fuck done!”
I smirked.
Of course, I’m the boss in my own game.
Let’s begin the ride!