Chapter 3 A Broken Boundary

It had been three days since I caught Oliver being intimate with a staff member. I did my best to stay clear of him and complete all the work required of me. I just needed to save enough money and quit this hellhole of a job.

The beep sound on the landline went off, alerting me to the real world. Without hesitation, I quickly walked over to Oliver's office.

"You requested my presence," I said, closing the door behind me as I walked into his office.

"Uhm, I see how you talk to me after what happened days ago."

"Nothing happened; you're the boss, and you call the shots here."

"Really? I do?"

I kept quiet, watching him stand up from his seat. He paced around for a moment, then walked towards where I stood.

"I could kiss those lips of yours right now," Oliver said, his hands running over the length of my right arm before he held my palm in his.

"You certainly won't."

"Is that meant to be a threat?" Oliver asked, his face shadowed with doubt.

"Not a threat, but a fact." I responded, releasing my palm from his grip.

"You're trying to act up, yeah? Remember when you said I call the shots here? So why can't I call the shots when it comes to kissing you?"

"I'm off-limits."

"Then go get yourself another job." Oliver said, flaring up.

He paced around the room, then returned to where I stood. He placed his hands on my left chest and was about to unhook the buttons on my blouse when I pushed him off.

"You can't do that... I'm your boss."

"An arrogant one."

Oliver ignored what I had just said, then walked close to where I stood for the second time. He placed his hands on my neck, then drew me into a quick and aggressive kiss.

I stared at him as I processed all that had just happened. He smacked his lips at me, then made seductive eye contact with me.

That was it; I'd had enough of this assault. Using the last nerve I had, not minding the consequences, I walked up to him, then smacked him across his cheeks.

Oliver stared hard at me, his hand placed on his cheeks.

"You dare slap me? Now leave my office!" Oliver said, his right arm directed towards the door.

I left the office, partly satisfied and also partly scared of losing my job. I walked back to my office, picked up some new tasks, and got to work just so I could distract myself from the thought of what could happen.

After about an hour, Oliver barged into my office.

"We have a board meeting right now; I want you to be there right away."

"Okay," I responded.

He looked at me for a moment, then released a loud sigh before he walked out of the room.

In the boardroom, the rest of the board members were already present while I found a seat to sit on. Oliver walked towards the projector at the center of the room. He made some hand gestures before the screen came to life.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the board, I want to welcome you all for being present at this meeting. As we all know, we are currently facing the threat of competition in the tech space, and as such, we need to come together, think together, and plan a way to stay up ahead. I'll need your full cooperation," Oliver said, addressing the room.

The meeting progressed, with each of the board members dropping in their respective suggestions alongside questions. I cleared up my throat just as the rest of the board members quickly turned over to look at me.

"Yes, Rachel? You've been quiet since the discussion began. Anything you want to tell us?" Oliver asked, his eyes focused on me until I felt he would pierce into my soul with those eyes.

I nodded my head to suggest I had nothing more to say.

"I know you do; everyone in this room is expected to say something or ask a question."

"Okay, I just think another important way to factor out competition is by standing out, and by standing out, we've got to provide gadgets or tools that are easily affordable and also ready for the new market. Basically, we need to introduce new products."

"That's beautiful; I love that." Oliver encouraged, grinning hard at me.

After the meeting, Oliver called out to me.

"Rachel, do wait behind. I need to talk to you briefly."

When the room was totally empty except for the two of us, Oliver walked to where I sat after closing the door against us.

"You know it's not in my place to apologize for whatever happened earlier."

"It's only professional if you do."

"Hell yeah. I suppose I'll have to apologize unprofessionally then."

Before I could ask how, Oliver's lips found mine for the second time. This time, it wasn't through force or a compulsion, it was rather the most natural kiss I had ever experienced. It didn't matter that he had been with other ladies or that he was a playboy.

I returned the kiss, willing myself to drown in his wet lips. He paused for a moment, then looked over at me.

"What? You have already started it. So go on and finish it", I replied to his silent question.

He cupped my face in his hands then drew me in for a kiss. With my eyelids held shut, our tongues danced rhythmically.

He stepped down, then pulled down my tight pants, revealing my new set of lingerie.

He pulled it off, sniffed it, then placed it in his breast pocket. Before I could ask the reason why, he buried his head deep into my pussy, his tongue making circular movements round my clitoris.

While I pressed his head deeper into my pussy, I heard noises from the door. I quickly scurried to my feet to find where to hide.