The next day, I was summoned to the executive conference room again at 11 AM.
This time, seven men were waiting for me.
Damien and Marcus sat at the head of the long table like kings. Five other powerful executives, all wealthy, dominant, and dangerous, surrounded the table, their eyes devouring me the moment I walked in.
“Shut the door, Lila,” Damien commanded, his voice low and rough.
“Strip. Let them see what a desperate corporate w***e you are.”
I slowly removed my dress, standing completely naked before the seven men. My n*****s were stiff, my p***y already glistening with shameful arousal.
A deep, collective groan of approval filled the room.
“f**k… look at that perfect body,” one of the new men growled.
Marcus smirked. “She’s even better when she’s dripping and begging. Star
