Chapter 7 Who's the boss!

Alexander Pov

I have become so addicted to her pussy for a while, it is so tight whenever d** her pussy; in her place, club mostly in the office.

The thought that it is against the company policy for employees to have sexual encounters with their boss,

But who is the boss?

I'm the boss and also the director of the company after my Dad handed it over to me before his death, whereas she shows her worth, unlike the secretary who is so reluctant about her time in the office.

She came screaming this time "Yessssssssss!!!! Yes, Ahhh!!!"

She grabbed the paper on the table to wrap her mouth not to be heard loudly in the company,

Muffling her screams as I continue to fuck her roughly, dragged her hair

"I'm coming, I'm close"

"Who is the boss"?

I asked while I fucked her roughly and stroke her with my belt to deep inside her while she moans and groan with tears.

"you are the boss" She moans, my hands on her succulent breast

The door opens so widely, it's the secretary rushed into the office with a cell phone and her expression was tense when she saw us,

"What the fuck are you doing here, dirty slut" my wolf said angrily

"you can't knock but bang with the office without permission" I said , still digging in her tight pussy so badly. I couldn't let go immediately

She stammered in a hasty and slow voice, "Sir, it's an urgent,"

"Will you leave the office instanty?"

"Sir..., Mr Simon witty of Mankele organization is on the call, he wants... to speak with you"

she interrupted, handed the phone to me

I was dumbfounded the moment, pushed her down on the floor forcefully and grabbed the cell phone from the secretary.

I sat on the couch to calm my nerves

"Hello, Mr. Simon, it's a pleasure to receive your call," I said softly as I adjusted my pants, still recovering from the morning's exception.

"I hope I'm speaking with Alexander violent," the voice on the other end said, though mean and formal.

I chuckled a bit, "Ah!, I'm the one. Though I must admit, I have been waiting for the call."

"Mr. Violent. You sound a bit... breathless, I mean restless. Are you all right?" Mr. Simon asked

I smiled, still glancing at my personal assistant, who was struggling to get up from the floor. her face looked pale as her movement slowed, it seemed our marathon session had affected her in a way.

"I'm fine, Mr. Simon... just a bit distracted. But please do go on."

"Very well then, I would love to have a meeting with you, I don't know how...

"I'm available for the meeting, sir," I interrupted, my wolf racing with the implications.

"I'll negotiate with the board to schedule a follow-up discussion on the project," I continued

"Arrange it and keep me posted," Mr. Simon replied before he ended the call

I felt extremely happy, having been waiting for this opportunity for a long time and it's arrived. But my 🐺 attention was on my personal assistant who was struggling to walk properly. The way she staggered her foot put me in a deep concern, which people might begin to talk about it

"Not now," my wolf said

"Get yourself treated, but in private. We can't afford to draw attention to our...arrangement."

I handed her some money,

"Visit the hospital, but keep our ordeal private."

She nodded, her face still pale and sick while she dabbed her tears with a handkerchief.

"Yes. Sir..."

"Be a good girl, remember your mother's surgery is tomorrow," I reminded her

"Use the back door. Pablo will escort you to the hospital."

She snatched the money on the table and slammed the door behind her without a word, leaving me to wonder if I made a mistake.

I dialed the secretary's phone, my eyes fixed on the flame in the lighter. The knock on the door was faint,

"Secretary Kim," I called out and then she entered, closing the door behind her, her head bent. I walked over her, the lighter smoke casting on her face

"I promise I didn't sew anything sir," she stammered her words, fear was written all over her face. I circled her with the smoke coming from the lighter

"It was an urgent call... I tried to reach the office phone, but... but..." her voice trembled, I leaned in closer to her.

"I didn't see anything, I swear on my wolf." She said while she looked up, her eyes winked with a hint of the smoke, and she began to cough. I smiled, still with the canines

"If you say a word to anyone about what you saw earlier on, your family will be slayed." My voice was very low this time, I could feel my wolf stirring beneath the surface around her.

Her eyes were teary, but I touched her mouth to silence her, wiping those tears.

"Save your tears for another day, dirty little wolf." Still wiping her tears from her chin, but she was trembling

"Your family is safe... for now. But one misstep, they will be nothing but corpses." I sat back in my chair. She stood frozen, wiping away her tears.

"Get the files and call the board of directors. We have a meeting at the clubhouse at 7 pm." I said.

She sat back on the chair, drew the drawers to search for the files. Her hands were trembling as she typed the laptop keys, her tears rolling down her chin. I walked closer to her,

"Don't be so pitiful this time," I whispered to her ear, I could smell her scent and fierce wolf which only made me angrier.

"Be thankful I'm not in a bad mood... yet."

"As you know, anyone who preys on my privacy without my consent signs their own death warrant." I smiled. Her eyes were fixed on mine, her wolf fuming in anger.

"I regret the day my father signed up to you... handing me over like a commodity." She said bitterly.

I gripped her face tightly and then slammed it against the wall, My wolf extremely angry.

"Cheers to an eternity with me, Mt beautiful Kim. " I laughed out loud as my laughter echoed in the room.

She stared at me, her lip was bleeding, stood up and slammed the door behind.

My wolf was still in rage as my legs trembled with the urge to shift to smite her,

"She has some nerve," I said angrily, still giggling in dark form.

As I fought to control my wolf, I began to shift in the office. My eyes turned yellow while my claws dug into the table, my anger and laughter fueling the transformation.