C7 Chapter 7

“Yeah! Take the whole of my dick in your mouth,” Byron uttered in between shaking moans to his female employee, who he found himself sexually tauten.

Byron's eye was utterly shut as he groaned in the best feeling ever. He felt so aroused that he couldn't think straight for the slightest minutes that they were in the office and anyone could walk in on them.

The lady knelt in front of him as commanded by her boss, while Byron sat on his seat, his two hands grabbing her head closer to a whole enormous length. She moans in between every slight stroke of her boss's dick in her mouth.

Byron loved the sensation he was having, his toe-curling as he pushed her head front and back to suck him more. He reaches out to grab her by her boobs and starts squeezing her left tit out of the pleasure her mouth gave him.

The satisfying sound filled up the whole office as Byron bit his lower lips with his head thrown backward in the sentimental feeling the lady was giving to him. He had the sense of not knowing how the lady kept consuming his tremendous length.

Byron lifted her chin to look into her eyes while he moved his face closer to her and gave her a deep mouthwatering kiss. She chuckled in the middle of the kiss, tasting himself on her warm lips.

“You’re indeed a bad girl,” He said before putting her face back to his massive length.

In less than a second, after a few strokes of his length in her warm mouth, Byron could feel himself reaching his release. He groans with his grip tightened on her hair.

The door opened suddenly, and Charles walked in. It took a second for him to process the scene and swiftly turn away from them, "Oh, shit!"

"Fuck!" As soon as Byron saw Charles, he cursed.

When the female employee saw Charles, she speedily stood up and left the office, while Byron stood up to zip up his trouser and adjust himself.

Before taking a seat, Byron muttered to his PA, "You ruined the moment."

"Moment?" Charles asked with a smile, dropping a file on Bryon's table.

"Yeah," Before taking the files Charles had left on his table, he remarked, "It was a moment, and you know it too,"

"Byron," Charles informed him, "that's your new secretary."

"I know," He admitted, "but this time it wasn't all me. She sent me signals,"

"And you went with it?"

"Why not?" He remarked this as he went over the files Charles had brought with him.

"I was wondering why you keep coming to the office so frequently lately, it was because of her,"

Byron grinned roguishly, eliciting an eye roll from Charles.

"I don't need to tell you what will happen if the boss finds out about your 'activities' with the staff," Charles warned.

"Well, he doesn't know, so we'll leave it at that," Bryon said, "If you try to stop me, I'll stop coming to the office,"

"It's time to go home, that's why I came here," Charles said as he undid the top button of his suit and sat down on the sofa.

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In the main office, two female employees were chatting.

"I told you she's the best at what she does. So, trust me, and place your order," One of them said.

"Alright. Show me the necklace, and let me decide whether or not I want to buy it," The other lady replied back, and the first took out her phone and showed it to her.

Cameron stepped in with Jack at that moment, but the ladies didn't realize it and kept chatting. Cameron stood there with his hands in his pockets for a while, watching them giggling at what they were showing each other on their phones.

Another staff suddenly noticed Cameron and she jumped up in surprise. "W... welcome Sir,"

The rest of the staff who were working also stood up to greet Cameron.

The two women on the phone slowly turned to face Cameron, who had been waiting for them the entire time. They were quickly separated from each other.

"What exactly are you guys doing during your working hours?" Standing in front of them, he asked. "Mr. Jack, this is why I get irritated with these people. You guys are discussing what to buy during working hours? Doing this while you're supposed to be working?" He took a big breath and exhaled slowly. "Go get your things. You're both fired as of right now,"

Mr. Jack stepped closer to him when he heard this and pleaded on their behalf, "Sir! Please ca-"

"Do we have a problem here, Mr. Jack?"

"Of course not, Sir. It's nothing, Sir."

Cameron cast a disgusted look at the two ladies who were near tears.

"Get your things, and get out of here," He said to them before walking away.

Mr. Jack took a deep breath and turned to face the ladies, apologizing to them before running after Cameron, who had walked away without looking back.

"Oh my goodness! What are you going to do now?" The female worker who had noticed Cameron, said to the ladies.

"He's a jerk," One of the two women who had been fired screamed in anger.

"Wait! Did he just fire us like that?" The other spoke as if a realization had just dawned on her.

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"Stop the car," Byron said to the driver who was driving him back home with Charles in the car with him.

They were on their way home when all of a sudden they got caught up in traffic. In the middle of everyone trying to get out of the traffic, A bus driver hit a white car from the back. The bus driver who looked to be in his late fifties quickly came out of the car to apologize to the owner of the car.

A guy who looked to be in his late twenties came out of the car. The first thing he did was to check his car and when he saw a scratch on it, he moved closer to the middle-aged man, and held him by his collar..

"Pay for my fucking car! How dare you scratch my car?" He yelled, still holding onto the man who was still begging.

The sight of this annoyed Byron, and so he told the driver to stop the car.

"Byron please I can get down and sort it out for you, just don't let us create another mess here," Charles pleaded.

"I want to avoid it too, but you know that I won't leave here without doing something. You know what I hate the most, people like him and that's why I don't like Cameron also. People who think they are bigger than others are the set of people I can't stand. I believe you understand me," He said as he stepped out of the car and walked to the back of the car, signaling to the driver to open the trunk.

Byron brought a wrench out of the trunk and walked towards the men. He undid one of his buttons before getting to where they stood.

Seeing Byron coming, the younger guy stopped shouting, still holding onto the older man.

"Take your hands off him," Byron said with a straight face.

"Shouldn't we stop him?" The driver asked Charles.

"I wish I could stop Him, but unfortunately this is no longer Byron. He won't take it lightly if I try to stop him more. Let's just sit here and watch him perform, We are going to pay for the damages as always," Charles said.

"I said take your hands off him, or didn't you hear me?" Byron asked, his anger rising.

"Who the hell are you?" The guy asked.

"Me?" Byron scoffed

"Ha! I was trying to control myself but you keep on getting on my nerves!" Byron said and landed a punch on the younger guy's face, making him fall to the ground.

"Oh my nose!"

"That's just a warning. The next one will be your dick,"

"Who the fuck are you?"

Byron smirked as he approached him, bending down next to him.

"I am Byron Smith. Do you have a problem?" He asked with a glare. "Look, both you and your car are worthless to me, but this man here," He pointed at the middle-aged man, "he's far way valuable in my eyes than you and your shitty car,"

"Wow! You are one crazy dude," He said to Byron.

"I know, you don't need to tell me. I will show you the real meaning of crazy here. You want him to pay for your car, so why don't you do it with me too?" Byron added, walking to the front of the white car, and jumping on it.

Everyone watched in silence as they waited to see what he would do.

"What the hell are you doing? Do you want to ruin my car? Get down from there," The guy's voice came out shaky.

"Really? Okay, let's see," Bryon said and brought the wrench down on the car, causing damage to the vehicle.

This caused to owner to start pleading with him to stop. He tried to move closer to Bryon but he was punched in the face.

At this point, people had already brought out their phones to record the scene.