I leaned back in my chair, staring at the pile of reports on my desk, the hum of the faint chatter around me. Here I have seen brats who think that their attitude will get them their desire. But nothing prepared me for her—the boss's daughter, Alisha, though I didn't know it back then.
Hi, My name is Sanjay and I am a senior associate at this investment firm.
One day, A Girl, barely 20-21 year old, stormed through the floor like she owned the place, short skirt hugging her tight ass, blouse barely containing those perky C-cup tits, long legs in heels clicking sharply.
"Where's my coffee? And why is this desk such a mess? Do you idiots even work here?", she snapped at the receptionist, tossing her hair like a diva.
I was passing by, coffee in hand, when she turned her glare on me.
"You—yeah, the suit. Tell everyone I'm here to grace you all with my presence", Rude didn't cover it. she was a spoiled little bitch, acting like the CEO's office was her playground. My cock twitched at the thought of putting her in her place.
I have started something I am not even sure anyone would read. Now here we are. Me—still writing. You—still here. I’m not backed by fame or algorithms, just pure passion… and you. So if you’re reading this, thank you. Your support doesn’t just help—it builds this journey. And every share, every comment, every cheer? It’s another “Keep going.” And I will. For you to read. Comment your darkest desires to read in the story.
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