Olivia's heart sank. Her mind narrowed. Everything now just felt so different.
After everything I had done go her, that aggressive jaw grab with the smooth deep voice right after, were the two things that truly disarmed her.
She remained cold, smoothing her dress and reclaiming her composure in silence.
And when she got ready to leave, her legs could barely walk, her knees breaking with step. I drew closer and kissed her on the forehead.
Her thoughts were a tangled mess of confusion and desire.
I stayed behind, not to bring so much attention, she didn't know what I was thinking. But she couldn't stop thinking about me. She kept her hands up partly covering her breast, her fingers rubbed against her tender lips as she kept recalling the nasty way i sexed her.
With my cum still dripping out of her pussy, she couldn't forget the sensation.
Her whole body shook every thirty seconds.
She came out of her office, being a loud b*tch but went back a quiet slut. That's what true dominance looks like.
Luckily President Rachel had left but Ava lingered around because she knew I was still there, but couldn't figure where I was.
She used it as the best time to properly freshen herself up in the bathroom.
I casually just put myself in order, sprayed a cologne and stormed out, headed to my penthouse.
I hadn't walked far before I spotted Ava heading towards me.
"Master, where have you been I've looked everywhere for you.." Ava asked, obviously if she really wanted to look for me she could have seen me, i guess this is a mind game.
"I went to ease myself, it took longer than I expected.." I smiled to mask my anxious expression.
Her gaze lingered, not accusatory but contemplative. A faint smirk tugged across her lips. The kind that said she saw more than she let on.
"You've got an aptitude." She said, with a sidelong glance at me.
"You're making everyone think you're harmless…but forcefully earning their favor in the long run."
I blinked, unsure of where she was heading, if it was a compliment or warning.
She didn't expect a reply, her countenance instantly changed. Just casually stood beside me with a mien stern smile, returning to her duty. As we continued.
My breath caught for a moment, not because I was guilty of anything but wondered how she read me.
'I guess it's inevitable as a security personnel not to observe her surroundings.' I dismissed the thought.
On my way in, as the grand doors opened to embrace my presence. The moment I stepped inside, the serenity just felt so soothing.
Olivia was also on her way, accompanied with her lawyer, to settle what is now rightfully mine.
Matilda jubilantly welcomed me in with a glass of wine, handed over to Agent Ava as well.
"So Ava, how has the operation been going so far?" A little sip from the glass.
She exhaled softly."We now have a location, where the money was being taken to, but we are unsure if that's where he is…because we haven't seen a single note move out from the truck, for the past couple days upon arrival."
"Hmm that's strange.."
"We are dealing with a skilled genius here, from what I know about Ghost, when he was an Agent, the most detestable yet reliable.."
"But!~" Ava came closer with an interrogative motion, her eyes squinting. "Is there something you know about ghost, that I don't?"
"Uhm~uh no, I'm as clueless as you are.." I hesitated, almost giving away the idea that I have.
"Then why....?" Ava was about asking another question.
Boom!~Olivia was at the door.
"Olivia welcome.." creating a distraction, to avoid her suspicions.
'The best time she could come, to bail me out from this interrogation, I barely know how to tell lies.'I regained my breath.
"Ava can you excuse us." I said, calmly with a forced smile.
There was a brief silence. Then Olivia's lawyer offered, " it's a bold move to have all your assets transferred, is this something you've consciously decided?"
Olivia hesitated only a bit. her gaze held mine , I smiled faintly, but didn't bite. She nodded and placed the files on the table.
"Let's prepare for the next step..shall we!." Her voice, shaky and raspy like she was on the verge of tears.
Her lawyer opened the file and scanned through the sheets.
"Good! how's it looking, what do I need to do?" I intriguingly asked.
"What is stated here is: Olivia Cyrus the executive owner of lifelong laboratories, hereby forfeit all her assets and sponsorship adding up to a total of seven hundred million dollars to the new owner-Alexander Epstein.."
"It also says Olivia will continue overseeing her organization and act as an interim leader."
Olivia's breath hitched.. sharp, involuntary.
The image struck back with unforgiving clarity.
My hands pinning her in place while she got lost completely in me.
A flush spread across her face, blooming fast to her cheekbones. She looked away, then back again.
Her jaw gnashing tight, as if restraining her wild urges wasn't going to hurt this much.
She picked up the pen and paused upon the sheet.
Our eyes met, so intense. she quickly signed off. wrapping her arms together after.
I gasped deeply, seeing her obliged. I took the pen and and imprinted my signature, and it was finalized.
A different kind of sensation struck me so heavily I couldn't explain, but it sprung out of the awareness I had just gained power and I hungered for more.
Olivia stood up wanting to leave as well as her lawyer. She gave a crisp nod and turned to leave.
Her expression was unreadable.
"Olivia! .." She turned as I called out for her.
Just before she opened the door, "Can you stay back?"
She paused.
And excused her lawyer out.
Leaving only two of us.
"Your welcomed to stay here, I insist you stay back.."
"I want to make it up to you in some way for your obedience .."