Don't Annoy My Boss Daddy

He lay motionless on my body, gasping for breath. I could feel his chest rising and falling violently. Contrary to his normal appearance, this man was unusually active in bed.

I wondered how much practice he had had on his other woman.

He lay on my body and panted for a long time before he got off of me.

"Brandon, can you do it a little quicker next time? We're both exhausted if you keep this up."

I looked sideways at Brandon, who was lying beside me, with dissatisfaction in my eyes.

This man was so crazy every time. He didn't care about my feelings at all.

I felt like my legs were broken.

"Would you like it if I ejaculated in one minute?"

I had just implied that he was good at sex, which was always a compliment to any man, including Brandon.

As soon as I finished my words, he turned to look at me with an evil smile on his face, and the triumph in his black eyes could be seen clearly.

I felt exasperated at his words. One minute was a little too short.

But I wasn't asking him to finish up in one minute. Half an hour was more than enough.

But in front of a man, I could only think about it in my heart. I couldn't say such words.

If I really said it out loud, who knew what Brandon would think about me. I knew that men preferred chaste women, and while I wasn't one of them, it would be better if I was a little more reserved in bed. After having sex for so long, I was already tired, so I soon fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, Brandon was nowhere to be seen. I have never seen him the morning after sex even though we've been keeping up this relationship for so long.

I got up and got dressed. After freshening up, I began to prepare breakfast.

I fried an egg and ate two pieces of bread. Then I went to work in a hurry. After my busy night last night, I had overslept a little. If I was late and got a pay cut, that would be really unfair to me.

I arrived at the company and sat down at my desk. Moments later, a delivery arrived for me.

"Who is Hollie Hunter?"

"I am!"

I immediately stood up and waved to the delivery guy.

The delivery guy walked over to me and gave me a bouquet of roses. I looked at the delivery guy in surprise. I didn't know who would give me so many roses.

I signed the delivery slip and took the bouquet. I found a card nestled amongst the flowers.

The flowers were from Dylan. For some reason, I felt a little disappointed.

"Hollie, who gave you such a big bouquet of flowers? Is it your boyfriend?"

Sitting opposite me, Aubrey looked at the bunch of roses in my arms and asked curiously. "Er... sort of."

I didn't know how to answer her question. I wasn't sure what to do with my relationship with Dylan.

On the one hand, I was maintaining an improper relationship with Brandon. On the other hand, although I didn't like Dylan, he was the only one suitable for marriage that I had picked out from many crooked dates.

I had spent so much effort to find a suitable man. I didn't want to give up like this. My parents were urging me to get married. If I still didn't have a decent boyfriend, they would be more anxious. "What do you mean by 'sort of'? Your boyfriend is so generous that he has given you so many roses. You must be very happy."

Aubrey looked at me enviously.

I smiled at her and said nothing more. Dylan was really attentive to me. I also felt that he was very serious about this relationship, but it was really hard to say for sure.

He was a good man, but I didn't feel the same way as he apparently did.

However, love was no longer within my consideration. As long as he was suitable for me.

"Hollie, what's your boyfriend's job?"

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Aubrey came over to me and asked curiously.

I put the flowers on my desk and looked at her speechlessly. I was just about to say something when I saw the man behind her.

At this moment, Brandon was standing behind her. His face was cold, and his deep eyes were dark and gloomy.

His handsome face was frosty, and my heart thumped. I had a bad feeling about this.

"P... President."

I stammered to Brandon in a panic.

Hearing me say the word "President", Aubrey looked behind her in shock. When she saw Brandon, there was obviously a flash of panic in her eyes. She didn't expect that Brandon would stand behind her suddenly now.

"Are you being paid to gossip? Have you finished your work?"

Brandon's cold voice rang out. There was anger in his tone. He stared at me coldly, with faint anger in his eyes.

Hearing Brandon's cold voice, Aubrey hurriedly lowered her head and went to work. She was so scared that she didn't even dare to make a sound.

I also lowered my head to work, for fear that his anger would be transferred to me.

But he didn't seem to want to let me go. Brandon walked to me, pointed at the roses on the table, and his eyes became dark.

"Where did these flowers come from? This is a workplace, not somewhere you can flirt with people. I hired you to work, not to date!" Brandon looked down at me. Although I didn't look up, I could feel his cold gaze.

His voice was low and hoarse, with

My heart skipped a beat and I quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, President. I promise I won't do such a thing again."

He was scary when he was angry. Although I always talked back to him, I was really scared in front of him at this moment.

"Throw these flowers out!"

My apology didn't work. His voice was still as cold as a bone, and he ordered me coldly.

He sounded a little aggressive, which made me very dissatisfied. But now we were in the company and at work, and it was indeed inappropriate for me to have flowers here.

I swallowed my anger and stood up abruptly with the flowers in my arms and threw them into the wastebasket not far off.

Although he was saying that my personal relationships were affecting my work performance, I still felt like he was making trouble for me deliberately.

"Are you satisfied now?"

When I returned to my seat, I looked into Brandon's eyes and asked coldly.