Hidden Affairs With My Married Boss 2
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Sara’s Pov
I couldn’t stop thinking about last night.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face those gray eyes burning into mine while he f****d me over his desk. I felt him inside me again, thick and relentless, filling me until I couldn’t breathe. My body ached in the best way. My panties were damp just walking into the office this morning.
I tried to act normal. Smiled at coworkers. Typed emails. Pretended I wasn’t replaying every dirty word he growled in my ear.
But Vincent knew.
He walked past my desk at 11:15 a.m. Didn’t say a word. Just dropped a small black envelope on my keyboard. Then kept walking like nothing happened.
I waited until no one was looking. Opened it.
One line, in his sharp handwriting:
My office. 8 p.m
