Midnight Heat

Kneeling for the Boss

Maya’s POV

The police lights still flashed outside the warehouse as they took Mr Havisham away in handcuffs. My legs felt weak. Liam held my hand tight. Damien Gray stood nearby and gave me a small nod. For one moment I thought the nightmare was finally over. But the last message on my phone burned in my mind. Julian Cross. A new name. A new danger.

The next morning I woke up tired and scared. My body still remembered the fear from last night. I went to the office even though every part of me wanted to hide. Mr Havisham was gone but his rules stayed. When I reached my desk a message waited on my computer. It came from his private account.

“Come to my office now. Stay late today. I have important work for you.”

My stomach dropped. He was still giving orders even after everything. I walked into his big office with shaking legs. The room felt colder without him there at first. Then the door opened behind me. Mr Havisham stepped in. His eyes looked dark and angry.

“You thought it was over?” he said in his low voice. “Sit down and wait.”

I sat on the chair in front of his desk. He locked the door and sat in his big chair. For a long time he worked on his computer without looking at me. The silence made me more nervous.

After one hour he finally spoke. “Come here Maya. Under the desk.”

I knew what he wanted. My heart beat fast as I crawled under his big desk. The space was small and dark. I knelt between his legs. He opened his pants and took out his hard c**k.

“Suck it slowly,” he ordered. “I have emails to send. Do not make noise.”

I took him into my mouth. He felt thick and warm. I moved my head up and down carefully. Wet sounds filled the small space under the desk. He typed on his computer while I worked on him. His hand came down and held my hair.

“Deeper,” he said quietly. “Good girl.”

I took more of him. My tongue moved around the head. Salty taste filled my mouth. A voice in my mind whispered, This man tried to kill me last night. Now I am on my knees again. How much longer can I pretend?

Mr Havisham breathed heavier. He pushed his hips up a little while still typing. “Faster now.”

I moved quicker. My lips made tight circles around him. Tears came to my eyes but I kept going. His c**k grew even harder in my mouth. The sound of typing mixed with my soft sucking noises.

“You are learning well,” he said. “This is your new evening rule. Every day after work you will kneel here until I finish.”

I thought about Liam waiting for me. I thought about the message about Julian. But right now only Mr Havisham existed. He held my head with both hands and pushed deeper into my throat. I gagged a little but did not stop.

His breathing became rough. “I am close. Swallow everything.”

He thrust into my mouth a few more times. Then hot c*m filled my throat. I swallowed fast. Some spilled from the corner of my lips. He kept me there until he finished completely.

When he pulled out he looked down at me. “Clean me.”

I licked him clean with my tongue. He fixed his pants and smiled.

“Good. Now go home. But remember. Tomorrow night we have unfinished business. The warehouse. And bring your neighbor if you want him to live.”

I crawled out from under the desk. My knees hurt. My mouth tasted like him. I wiped my lips and stood up on shaky legs.

“Yes sir,” I said softly.

I left his office and went back to my desk. The taste of him stayed in my mouth the whole time. Later when I left the building Liam waited for me near the street. He looked at my face and knew something happened.

“Did he touch you again?” he asked.

I nodded. We walked home together. Liam held my hand tight. When we reached my apartment he pulled me inside and kissed me. His kiss felt clean and kind. Different from the darkness at work.

But as we kissed my phone buzzed. I opened it with fear. New message from unknown number.

“Tomorrow night at the warehouse. Bring Liam. Mr Havisham will join us one last time. Julian Cross sends his regards. One mistake and Chloe dies slowly while you watch.”

Liam read the message over my shoulder. His body became tense. “Julian. My own cousin. He is behind this.”

I looked at Liam with wide eyes. The danger had a new face now. A face from his own family. Tomorrow night everything would come together. Mr Havisham. The blackmailers. Julian. Maybe death.

Liam held me close. “We will face it. Together.”

But deep down I felt the truth. The game was far from over. And the worst part was still waiting for us in the dark warehouse.