Chapter 34 Ihave no idea how to process everything that Vander just told me and all that I told him. Like, how is this real life? I've asked myself that question more times than I can count over the years, but there are no satisfactory answers, so why question it at this point? "I want to see my tattoo again." I don't wait for him. I grab his arm and flip it over so I can take in the ink up close. How I didn't see it until now feels a bit ridiculous with all the things we've done, but in all fairness, I haven't explored his ink yet, and I haven't exactly looked at the underside of his forearm. Black ink swirls into intricate feathers spanning into bold, fully spread wings dripping with blood. They're strong and resilient despite being wounded. I run my fingers along the lines, my heart fuller than it's ever been. "I can't believe you did this." "It was one of my firsts." I shake my head, incredulous. "Oh, and by the way, your student loans are paid back and your college tuition is paid off through graduation." Well, there's a flip I didn't see coming. "I beg your pardon?" "Don't glare at me. It's part of your benefits, remember? Tuition reimbursement." I shake my head and adjust myself in his lap. "Nuh-uh. Not like that, it's not." "Who says? I'm the boss. I run the company." "Vander, I can't let you do that." "You can because it's already done. It all went through this morning. And now that you know what I do, you should also know that I've bankrupted your fuck nugget ex, and all of his money is now sitting in an offshore account for you." My head is spinning, and I can feel a migraine coming on, and I don't even get migraines. "I don't even..." I trail off and regroup. "Vander, you can't..." No, that's not working either. He covers my mouth with his hand. "It's your money, Angel. Everything he stole from you plus child support. Honestly, it's not nearly enough. He has no clue who took it, but I highly doubt he'd be dumb enough to ask you about it." "I..." I mumble through his hands. "I don't know what to say." "You could say thank you and then suck me off to show your gratitude." I laugh and smack his shoulder as I push his hand away from my mouth. "Thank you. Maybe if you're a good boy, I'll get on my knees for you later." "All these promises." He grins but turns serious again. "I didn't pay off your credit card debt. I wanted to, but I knew you'd be pissed if I did, and that would be overstepping." "Again," I add. "Again," he amends. "And yes, I would have been pissed." "The money in that account should cover it." "So I can move out." His hands slide under my dress, tugging on it so it slips out from between my legs, making it so the only barrier between us is his pants, and my bare pussy is right over his hard dick. "No. That wasn't part of the deal. We said you'd look at places but not move out." His thumbs brush back and forth along my inner thighs, slowly working their way up. I slap at his hands, trying to stop him. "You said that. I didn't say anything." "You're not moving out, Liora. It's not safe." "It's not safe to continue to live with you," I counter. His hand shoots up, and his thumb instantly presses right in on my clit. "What are you doing?" "Touching what's mine." "Are you kidding me? Here?" He smirks. "No. You're right. Not here." In a heartbeat, he lifts me up and sets me on my wobbly feet, teetering in my heels. Before I can get my bearings, he spins me around, and suddenly my cheek is pressed against the cool wood of the table. A rush of air tumbles from my lungs. "This is much better." His mouth hovers by my ear. "I want to fuck my angel from behind on my conference table. And because both are mine to do with as I please, I will." Holy shit. Why is that so wickedly hot? "Someone will hear or come looking for us." I cry out a yelp as he flips my dress up above my waist, exposing me completely to him. His lips tickle my ear, and he whispers, "This room, like every other on this floor, is soundproofed, and you saw me lock the door. Yes or no?" His hands move between us, right over my ass, and I feel his belt unlooping more than I hear it. His zipper is next, and oh god, what am I doing? I can't do this. "Yes or no, Liora?" My eyes pinch shut. "Yes." "Remember you said that next time you dare to call me a mistake." With that, his belt wooshes through the loops of his pants before the soft leather cracks against my ass. "No more hiding shit from me, Angel." Thwack. He hits the other cheek and my eyes roll back in my head as a sweet sting burns its way to my empty core. "No more trying to leave me for my own good." Thwack. He gets the other cheek, and I grind into the edge of the table. "No more putting yourself at risk, or I will make this punishment look easy and light." Thwack. Thwack. "Promise me. It's you and it's me and it's us. It's the three of us. Always." "Yes." Only it's a moan and a plea, but for what I don't even know. My mind is swirling and hazy, and my body is vibrating in the best of ways. It's like the toy the other night. Intense and foreign, but somehow has me craving more of it. "Say it." Thwack, thwack. One on each cheek, and I can feel the heat rises up my flesh. "It's us." He slaps my pussy with it, and holy crap, I'm leaking down my thighs from getting spanked with Vander's belt on a conference table. "Forever." I turn my head to meet his eyes because I already know I'll never have this with anyone else. No one will ever love me the way he does. It's wild and different and undeniably corrupt, but it's ours, and I want it. Forever, just as I said. "I love you, and it's us forever." His mouth crushes mine, and he thrusts straight into me. My eyes instantly roll into the back of my head. His cock rings hit me in all the right places as he sets a pace, fucking me in all the right ways. And instead of saying no and running as far from him as I can, I'm here with him, letting him fill me up over and over, loving how he stretches me and how full he makes me feel. What is it about him that makes it impossible for me to say no? That makes any resistance futile and any distance detestable. His tongue swirls with mine, his chest pressing down on my back as his hips piston into me at a fast, relentless pace. With the weight of him against me, his harsh breaths rasping into my mouth, and his cock fucking me so perfectly, I'm already close. I don't even care that we're at work. Again. I should. I should care about a lot of things, but getting lost in him is better than almost anything, and right now, I need the mental reprieve. I need to feel close to him. I need to feel this, hoping, praying that the places my mind is going, the wild, crazy ideas formulating within me, will have us together on the other side. He picks up his pace, driving his thrusts harder. My heel slips to the floor, and I bring my knee up to the table, spreading my thighs wider to bring him as deep and close as possible. His forehead meets my spine, and he holds me as he fucks me, whispering a million different things to me. Things like he loves me, and he'll take care of me and Hazel, and how no one will ever hurt us, not ever. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindηovel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. I gasp as he hits a certain spot and does it again just to show me who I belong to. Who owns me. That's how he kisses me too. Like I really am his and he won't tolerate anything else. It scares me as much as it thrills me. My heart sighs and rushes with adrenaline. It's the oddest combination. He pulls out and flips me over, spreads me wide and reenters me. But now we're face-to-face, and all his urgency is gone. His hands are on my face, and his movements have slowed, more even and deeper than before. I hold onto him, grinding and rolling my hips to meet his thrusts. I feel his cock swirling and moving within me. Thick and hard and incredible as it rubs my inner walls. His fingers slip between us to find my clit where he starts circling it with fast swirls of his hand. With him doing that, I don't stand a chance. It's all too much, and it shoots me over the brink into ecstasy. The moment he feels me clench and start to come, he follows. His body tenses and grips me tighter. "Fuck, Angel," he groans into me, his lips layered with mine. I watch him the same as he's doing with me until his eyes close and he releases a heavy breath. I hold the back of his head, still shaky and more than a little unsettled despite the orgasm I just had. He kisses me, still rocking into me, not wanting to stop. "This is the moment when having panties would be very helpful." He smiles against my skin. "Don't move." "You're a jerk." "You're a goddess." A hard smack on my pussy makes me whimper, and then he's snatches a box of tissues for me and helps me to sit up. I grab a wad of them and essentially shove them between my legs. "We really need to stop doing this in the workplace." "No one will know." He finishes redoing his belt and pants and comes over to run his fingers through the strands of my hair, fixing the wayward pieces and even swiping at some mascara under my eyes. "You're perfect." "So what now?" "Now we work. We do our jobs, and then you get Hazel and go home without me. I'll come home very late tonight. You and Hazel are not to leave the house. If you don't want to make dinner, order in, but you're not going out again." "You're very authoritarian." "Only with the people I love." "She's gonna fall in love with you," I tell him again because it's one thing for me, it's another for Hazel. "Aw, Angel, I meant it. You're both mine. She's my girl, too." He swings me off the table and slaps my ass. "Now be my good little assistant and get back to work." "Yes, sir." I blink coquettishly at him. "I'd hate to disappoint my boss." He groans. "Don't make me hard again." "Because that would be bad." "Liora." His face meets his hands. "My cock has become your willing slave. Please, give it a reprieve from your demanding ways." "Such a pussy." He laughs. "I will splay you out on my table and eat your cunt all afternoon while I edge the fuck out of you. Office and employees be damned. Don't test me. Go out there and look stricken by your very dominating boss." I wink. "Whatever you say, sir." I pop a kiss on the corner of his lips. "Oh, and can we play that game later?" "I have more toys for you, so yes." I will never be bored with this man. I rush out of the conference room but then remember myself and act pissed and defiant and fuck you to all I pass. I won't be cast down, and I don't think Vander would expect that either.