Desired not owned by the billionaire

Chapter2

**Vale's POV**

I woke up to an empty bed. She was gone. No note, no goodbye—just the faint scent of her perfume lingering on the sheets. "So I was used," I said with a loud smirk on my face. I quickly got dressed and left the hotel. My crazy friend, who had been drinking with me at the bar the night before, had already disappeared. I left without bothering to look for him.

"Vallleee!" he screamed my name, barging into my room without knocking.

All I could do was smirk. "I must find Mia. She’s the woman I want, and I must get her no matter what!"

"Just a one-night stand and you're already obsessed with this girl?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Then what about Rea?"

My mood shifted instantly. "Come on, man, you know I don’t love her. She’s a crazy b***h who’s always all over me. We both know she doesn’t love me either. She only wants my company shares and control over everything because of that arranged deal our parents made years ago. I found out through a conversation she had with her so-called cousin—who’s actually her secret f**k buddy. I can’t deal with all her drama. All I feel for her is pure lust. She’s just my f**k mate because she’s damn good at it, and you know she loves my c**k," I said with a satisfied smile.

"So if you’ll excuse me, I have an urgent meeting with an investor and I’m already running late."

**Mia's POV**

I couldn’t believe I had forgotten to pick up my dress from the dry cleaner’s. On my very first day of work, I was forced to wear my sister’s transparent blouse and a short skirt that barely reached my knees. I hoped Lily wouldn’t be too angry when she found out.

I stepped out of the house feeling both excited and self-conscious, my hair tied in a sleek silk ponytail. The slightly revealing outfit clung to my body as I rushed toward my ride.

*Gosh, I can’t believe I’m late on my first day,* I thought anxiously as I hurried out of the car.

The moment I stepped into the sleek, modern office building, I froze. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Standing right there was my crazy one-night stand from last night—Vale. We stared at each other in complete disbelief. He ignored me completely, acting as if we were total strangers.

"Who is she?" he asked casually to the HR manager beside me.

I was introduced as his new personal secretary. My heart pounded wildly. *Oh my God, I work for my one-night stand.* A confusing mix of disbelief, excitement, and embarrassment washed over me. I wished I had exchanged numbers with him last night. But now he probably thought I was a slut. I couldn’t let myself look affected. Feeling nervous, I distracted myself by diving straight into the small tasks on my desk.

After his important meeting with the big investor, Vale called me into his office. My legs trembled with a strange blend of fear and excitement as I approached the door. *Why does he want to see me?*

I knocked softly and waited for his approval. When I entered, I momentarily forgot he was now my boss. I gave him a heated, lingering stare, my mind flooded with memories of wanting to feel his c**k inside me again. He snapped his fingers, jolting me out of my trance.

His next words left me completely numb. "Why did you use me?"

*What the hell? Use you? In what way?* I asked, confused.

"We both know you did, and we enjoyed it. Damn, it was a crazy night…"

He stood up slowly. I remained frozen in place, my body waiting and hoping he would touch me as my desires began to flare up again.

"Vale!" A tall, pretty light-skinned girl suddenly barged into the office like she owned the place.

"Ria, what the hell are you doing here unannounced?" he snapped.

"Is that how you talk to me in front of your worker?" She glanced at me dismissively before turning back to him with a possessive smile. "By the way, can’t I come see my fiancé?"

*Fiancé?* My stomach dropped. So he was engaged? *Oh my God, I had s*x with someone’s fiancé.*

She leaned into him, pressing her body tightly against his. "I’m not here for any argument. I NEED YOU." Her hand boldly gripped his c**k through his pants.

I quickly excused myself, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. "Sorry for interrupting." I slipped out of the office as fast as I could.

A few hours later, Ria emerged from his office with her hair messy, a satisfied smile on her face, and walked out confidently.

Soon after, I heard his voice over the intercom: "Mia, come to my office now."

*What the hell does he want after he just had s*x with her? Oh my God, men.*

I entered his office. The air was thick with the unmistakable scent of recent s*x. Without a word, he pulled me inside and locked the door behind us.

"I don’t love her," he said firmly, his eyes intense. "I love you. I want you. Please satisfy me. It’s you I want."

He leaned in close. The hard peaks of my n*****s pressed through my thin blouse against his warm chest. I held my breath as he pulled my shirt up, exposing my breasts and hard n*****s.

"Oh my God, my pretty little b***h," he groaned, sucking my n*****s into his hot mouth while his hand stroked between my legs.

"Mhmmmmm…" I moaned softly. I guided his wrist under my panties with both hands, desperate to lose myself in the moment. He kept flicking my n*****s with his tongue as he lifted me effortlessly and carried me to the large office couch. He pinched one n****e gently between his teeth. "Yeahhh, your wet little p***y is ready for me, isn’t it?"

Slowly, he sat back on the couch. I followed, settling onto his lap. My hard n*****s pressed firmly against his warm chest. I could barely think of pulling away, and honestly, I didn’t want to ruin the intense pleasure building between us.

*How could a guy like him—handsome, successful, and with everything he could ever want—also have such a gorgeous fiancée? Why me? What does he possibly see in me?* The confusing thoughts raced through my mind.

I shifted slowly over the growing bulge in his jeans, my hands resting on his strong chest. *On second thought…* I rose onto my knees so my breasts were level with his mouth. "You are built for fun," I whispered. I pressed myself into him. He sucked hungrily on my breasts, his hot tongue devouring them. I pulled the back of his neck, holding him tightly so he wouldn’t stop.

I lowered myself, kissing his mouth passionately and whispering against his lips, "Open your zipper and take it out."

I rolled my hips against him, panting and moaning as he quickly ripped open his belt and unfastened his fly.

He gripped my hips firmly, moving them in a frantic rhythm as I attacked his mouth with kisses. The hard, hot flesh of his c**k brushed teasingly against my wet c**t.

I stared down into his eyes. "You still want me?" I whispered breathlessly.

He nodded, his mouth open as he breathed heavily. "God yes."

I matched the rhythm of the moment with my hips, kissing along his neck and trailing up to his lips and temple.

"We will finish this another time. Not here," I said, pulling back with great effort.