Denied by my billionaire CEO

The Serenity, the gentle tap of the keyboard, the quiet hum of the air conditioning, the involvement and the energy drive of every team member in the office were all Willow Morgan needed to ease herself from the chaos of her family. “Aren’t you heading home soon?” Noah Evans, a co-worker of Willow Morgan asked. "I just have to finish everything up and I will be heading out." Willow had more to say, but she had to stop herself from being questioned any longer. “Please, do. Seems you are the only one left in the office.” “I’m planning leaving soon. Thanks.” Willow had promised herself not to return home until her half-brother, Lucas Morgan left the apartment she single-handedly secured when her father passed away in a car accident and their mother has been in a coma ever since. Following the tragic incident that claimed Morgan's family, Willow decided to take care of herself and her older brother on her own. Lucas, however, has chosen a different path in life, venturing into a world of crime while maintaining a secret identity. When Willow learned about it a few months ago, she thought he would eventually come to his senses and change, but things took a different turn. Willow decided not to come back after Lucas's appearance last night. He had gone closer to Brooklyn Heights with his accomplice to rob a mini-mart, and they nearly got caught. He returned home bleeding after being struck by a stray bullet. Luckily for him, one of his teammates arrived and took care of them before they were given a portion of the money they had pilfered. Willow wasn’t ready to keep up with such an act and decided to stay away until she got an apartment even though she had no idea of where to go. She had chosen her outfits and worked extremely hard in the hopes of being able to covertly remain in the office until the next morning. “Where am I supposed to go? What am I supposed to do?” Tears filled her eyes and she muttered to herself in a sober manner. “Not that house!” She nodded instinctively and picked up her phone to check the money she had on her credit card. She realized that even if she could find another place to live before her next paycheck arrived, she would not be able to make ends meet. She dropped her phone, stood up from her seat, and headed to the restroom. Just as she was about to exit the restroom, she bumped into the CEO, Brooklyn Taylor. Running into him, her heart skipped a beat. “What is he doing here?” She thought and was unable to find the right words. “How can I help you, sir?” She stuttered. “I— I was going to my office.” Brooklyn's words faltered and he staggered as he took another step closer to Willow. Coming in contact with her crush, who happened to be her boss, this way was never her plan. Her heart ran wild in her chest as their gazes locked. “Oh, goodness. How did you end up like this? Everyone with their problem.” Brooklyn appeared drunk, and Willow spoke loudly, not fearing to be heard in the empty office. Feeling so embarrassed, Brooklyn’s mind raced a mile a minute without knowing what to say. Yet, he kept his gaze on her and was captivated more by the elegance she exuded coupled with her effortless beauty despite not coming from a wealthy family background which was the major boundary between them. Had Brooklyn not been forced to comply with his family's wishes, their differences would not have been a problem. In order to preserve the family name and preserve their dignity, Brooklyn, as the sole heir, must wed into a well-known and prosperous family. Brooklyn drank himself into a stupor at the prospect of marrying an unknown woman, completely forgetting that he had an appointment with his prearranged partner later that evening. “Willow, you should go home now. I’ll be fine.” Brooklyn looked so derailed and heartbroken. “I can’t. I would rather spend the entire night with you than abandon you in this state.” “Really?” Willow drew near to him, putting her arm around his waist to support his weight, and he asked to be sure. Feeling Embarrassed, Brooklyn yanked himself away from her, “I told you I’m fine.” Willow trailed behind him, “Are you sure you can do this?” “Just watch me!” Brooklyn said with so much confidence. As soon as they entered his office, he sat on his couch and let out a sneeze,” Am sorry to have bothered you.” “I am glad I could be of help.” Willow scooted beside him.” Is there anything you need?” “I think I am fine. Don’t get yourself worked up about me.” Brooklyn's response seemed to be craving for empathy. “Ensure you relax well and remember to call your driver to come pick you up as soon as possible.” Willow stood up and was ready to leave his office. He held back her hand and said,” Please, stay by my side.” Without hesitating, she sat beside him, stole glances at his face, and for the first time, she realized how handsome Mr. Brooklyn was. She had never been in such a close range to him to notice this. She scooted closer, embraced him, and whispered,” I am here for you.” Brooklyn turned to her, caressed her hair whispered back at her, “Just letting you know that you are beautiful and I care about you.” Willow muttered, "What have always wanted to hear," as their gazes met. He wrapped his right hand around her waist slowly, not taking his eyes off of her, tipped his head, and planted a kiss on her lips. It was a weak and hot moment for Brooklyn. He let go of his status quo for the very first time and expressed himself. Carefully, Brooklyn pressed Willow’s back on his three-seater couch as he kissed her further. At that moment, Willow forgot about her predicament and all that mattered was the fact that she could finally get to make love to the man she longed for. She surrendered herself to Brooklyn and in a short time she began to drool deep down. Brooklyn repositioned himself, hovered above her, intensified the rate at which he caressed and kissed her, slid his right hand down her thigh, and then extended it upward intending to reach her zip. Willow let out a quiet groan as she felt Brooklyn's warmth and touch send an electric signal down her spine, "f**k! You are making me wet.” Brooklyn became aroused by Willow's groan. With so much eagerness to penetrate Willow, He removed all he was wearing and helped Willow to undress herself leaving both of them in their naked glory. With a gentle thrust of his c**k and a groan, Willow let out a loud cry, "f**k! Go easy.” “You are damn wet!” He groaned in pleasure. Willow was almost barreling towards orgasm when Brooklyn increased the rate at which he thrust in. For every slushing sound that accompanied each thrust, Willow moaned uncontrollably. Without considering the pull-out technique, Brooklyn came into her and she felt every movement of c*m that was deposited in her. “This is so nice. I hope you stay with me till the very end.” Brooklyn said in a still stuttering manner that only Willow could understand as he pulled out his c**k. Instantly, he pulled Willow closer to his chest and said, “I love it and I wish to do this again.”He then fell asleep. “Just like that?” Willow pressed his chin to be sure he was asleep. “That was so quick.” She giggled. She remained on his chest till she fell asleep as they spent the night together in the office. **** As Willow's 6 a.m. alarm went off, she released Brooklyn from her embrace, got up, showered, and went to the coffee shop next to the business to get her favorite brew. After purchasing the coffee, she sat next to the window wall of the coffee shop, staring out as she recalled what had happened between her and her boss. It was a dream come true. Slurping her coffee, she flushed. “I should ask him what’s next after this.” With excitement, she considered. She headed back to the office the moment she was done taking coffee. At this time, the office was crowded with workers already. “Good morning!” She greeted everyone that she came in contact with, grinning widely. Before reaching her seat, Noah approached her and ask, “Have you heard?” “Heard what?” She whispered and creased her brows. “The CEO is getting married.” Taking out his phone, Noah showed her the news's top story. “W…What!” Willow stuttered.