Surrender To Me

Chapter 6

Chapter Six

SLOANE

The following days were busy for me, and I didn't even have the time to worry about Jane, but she didn't bother me since the incident. We only bumped into each other once in the past week, and she only glared at me. I guess that's a sign that she wouldn't tell anyone if she hasn't already, but no one has said anything, so that's a good thing.

Josiah, that jerk just had to make me the leader of the project while making up excuses that I deserved it, but I know he just wanted to make my life miserable. Being a leader isn't really bad and I get to have a bonus, but the work will also be doubled.

I thought of how I would react and the possibilities once my relationship with Josiah was revealed to everyone, and I honestly didn't care aside from the fact that it would ruin my image. People will gossip, sure, but it's not like the company can fire me. I guess I just couldn't be bothered. People know it would mean they would be awkward with me, and I don't want that. Honestly, I just want to work hard to be promoted soon. I have a family to support other than myself, and I can't let them down.

My mother is getting older and she can no longer work like she did, and I understand that. She worked hard to support Andrea, my younger sister, and me since my father died when we were younger. She worked herself to the bone, and her body is now weak. When I was old enough to work, I took a part-time job to support our family. I will be forever grateful for her and do my best to support her now that she can't support herself. I am now also the one funding my younger sister's school. Andrea is a diligent student who wants to be a doctor someday, and I want to support her, even if that means I would need to save a few more years for my own house.

Josiah and I agreed on not doing it in his office or anywhere in the company whenever our bodies needed it for a while. It's been almost a week, and we haven't really done it since we are both busy with work.

I would get up early in the morning and go to the company like a zombie, work myself to the bone, and even have to work overtime and go home to pass out on my bed without even doing my night routine. It isn't as bad with the others, but as a leader, and well, a perfectionist like me, I tend to work harder than the others. I like pushing myself to the limit.

"Don't you think this is too long? I think we should cut an inch. It would be the perfect size for people who wear sneakers, heels, or just flat shoes," I suggested while pointing at one of the jeans we'll make.

Other than the winter collection, we are also launching a new collection of tops and jeans, bags, and shoes. The project that the investors approved of. We are gathered in a room where we often share our ideas and the room is a huge mess.

"All right. Let's go with that." Martha agreed and added my suggestion to the details.

We are finalizing the products for production, and after that, we will prepare for the launch, which is the biggest headache but also my favorite part. I like my job. I like creating ideas with the others. I like seeing the designs come to life. And I like every launch we make and its success.

Like our agreement with Josiah, the new designs in the winter collection will be limited, and it will only increase when it's a hit, but the other collections will be released in normal quantity.

"Why don't we invite those influencers from that app? My daughter is obsessed with them and I think they are ridiculously popular. They have a huge impact on teenagers and even some adults these days. We can have them wear the collection so it will be a hit," Kate, one of the designers, suggested.

Her suggestion received a mixed reaction from us. Some agreed, while others were skeptical, including me.

"The idea is good, but I'm guessing they won't be cheap. I heard some influencers charge like celebrities and even higher. Can we really gamble on that?"

They were silent for a second, and even Kate sighed as she considered my words.

"Not to mention that the CEO will probably be against it," Arthur grumbled and dramatically rolled his eyes, making us laugh.

That is true. Whenever we have new ideas, Josiah will strongly be against them, and another argument between us will begin. We launch new collections at least three times a year, and he isn't making our job easier.

"How about this? We will invite brand and global ambassadors like usual, but we can also invite some of the influencers as guests, so their fans can see the collection." I suggested, and they all agreed.

Our meeting continued, and I received a message from Joshua in the middle of it. It only contained an address, but I already knew what it meant. However, due to my busy schedule, I told him it was far from my apartment, and he changed the location to his condo, surprising me a little. Like I said, we rarely do it in each other's spaces. We only did it once in my apartment when we got too much to drink at a party and twice in his condo.

I agreed and went straight there after work. Josiah's condo is an exclusive building located in the richest part of the city. You can't get in without the access that he gave me. I went to the penthouse where he resides, and he yanked me inside as soon as I was in front of his door. He kissed me like he hadn't done it in a year, and I returned it with the same eagerness. He grabbed my ass and squeezed it, pulling me closer so I could feel his already hard member.

"I can't wait to be inside you. F*ck. It's been a week and you always turn me down." He groaned and complained like a child while grinding against me, and I could feel my opening clenching, eager to have him in me as well.

This is how it is between us. No greetings, no 'I miss you'. We will see each other to fulfill our desires, and that's it.

I rolled my eyes at him and pushed him away a little, smirking at the large tent he had in his slacks. Other than that, he's not wearing anything, and his suit, tie, and shoes are scattered around.

I removed my heels, placed them close to the door, and untied my hair. He was behind me in a second, kissing around my neck and grinding his now-naked bottom against my clothed back.

"Whose fault do you think that is? And I am not turning you down. I said I was too tired to do it. You don't want a paralyzed partner, do you?"

I let him unbutton my blouse and tilted my head to give him more access. I moaned a little when he harshly grabbed my breast and teased my n*pple with his fingers.

"Perfect for my hands like always," he groaned, turning me around to remove my skirt next along with my underwear. "And that wouldn't be too bad, I think. As if I haven't done it when you are too worn out to continue. You really need to work on your stamina, Ellsworth. You're a genius, but you're weak."

I rolled my eyes and threw my head back when he went straight to my dripping core while I was standing and he was kneeling.

I yanked his hair and looked into his eyes as he pleased me. "Look who's talking, Wayne. Who would have thought that I have the CEO kneeling for me while pleasuring me?"

He only grinned in response and continued what he was doing. Soon, my moans filled the four corners of his expensive condos, which I knew he loved. He liked hearing it as we do it, and I know it feeds his ego, but I let myself be at his mercy at times like this.

As I lay there after doing it twice and him snoring beside me, I could feel my soul leaving me when I realized something.

I was so busy that I forgot to take my pill, and he came inside me twice.

Oh, God.