The CEO’s Favorite Position”
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Kane Dominion Group.
A billion-dollar empire built on real estate, finance, and ruthlessness.
And at the top of it all—Adrian Kane, the man every woman wanted in her bed.
It was 9:48 PM.
The office lights on the 40th floor glowed like a low-burning fire. Inside, behind double glass doors, the moans of Tasha, the company’s new PR executive, echoed off the walls.
Her palms were flat against the cold window, overlooking the city skyline.
Her dress was hiked up.
Her breath was ragged.
Behind her, Adrian Kane gripped her hips and drove himself into her with the kind of force that made her legs shake.
“You knew what this was,” he growled into her ear, voice thick and deep.
His c**k was thick—too thick—stretching her with every slow, powerful thrust. He was in no hurry. Adrian didn’t need to chase. He made women come to him.
And they always did.
She cried out again, her body giving in, surrendering.
He slapped her ass and groaned low.
“You begged me to f**k you,” he reminded her. “So take it.”
She had.
She was.
But her heart was already breaking—and he hadn’t even come yet.
Because Adrian Kane was every woman’s fantasy and every woman’s regret.
He didn't kiss.
He didn’t cuddle.
And he never looked you in the eyes when it was over.
When he finished, he pulled out, zipped his pants, and poured himself a drink like it meant nothing.
Tasha stood there—panting, dripping, used. “Will you call me?”
He didn’t answer. Just stared out the window, sipping whiskey.
“You can leave,” he said, voice flat.
She gathered her things, lips trembling.
And that was it.
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Downstairs, on Floor 29,
A young woman stood waiting for the elevator.
Nervous. Quiet. Polished.
Her name was Ella Johnson.
Tomorrow, she would begin working as Mr. Kane’s new assistant.
She didn’t know about the women.
She didn’t know about the rules.
She didn’t know the games he played.
And she definitely didn’t know…
She was going to be his favorite one to break.
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