Boss Crush

 Boss Drill His Ass

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Evelyn had always been meticulous, her days as Mr. Grayson's assistant running like a well-oiled machine. She knew his schedule by heart, anticipated his needs before he voiced them, and had a knack for diffusing his notorious temper with a single, well-timed smile. But lately, there was something different about the way he looked at her—something that made her pulse quicken and her carefully composed demeanor falter.

Grayson, on the other hand, had always prided himself on his professionalism. He was the CEO of a thriving company, a man who thrived on control and precision. Yet, Evelyn had a way of unraveling him without even trying. It was in the way she lingered a moment too long when handing him his coffee, or the way her laughter echoed in his office, making the sterile space feel alive. He found himself inventing reasons to call her into his office, just to catch a glimpse of her.
One late evening, as the office emptied and the city lights flickered to life outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Evelyn stayed behind to finish a report. Grayson, who had been working late himself, wandered into her workspace under the guise of checking on her progress.
"You're still here," he said, his voice softer than usual.
Evelyn looked up, surprised. "Just finishing up. I didn't realize the time."
He hesitated, then stepped closer. "You work too hard, Evelyn."
She smiled, a hint of pink dusting her cheeks. "Someone has to keep this place running."
Grayson chuckled, but his eyes were serious. "You do more than that. You... you make this place feel like home."
The air between them grew heavy with unspoken words. Evelyn's breath caught as Grayson reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was gentle, almost reverent.
"Evelyn," he began, his voice barely above a whisper, "I—"
But before he could finish, she stood, closing the distance between them. Their lips met in a kiss that was both tender and electric, a culmination of months of stolen glances and suppressed longing.
When they finally pulled apart, Grayson rested his forehead against hers. "I've wanted to do that for so long," he admitted.
Evelyn smiled, her heart soaring. "

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