Sex And Fantasies

Wants To Burst Out

ENTRY 13.2 *** Pussy’s POV I did my best to finish all the goddamn things that he needed. I stay up late at night to finish the last piece. I grabbed my resignation paper and put it inside my briefcase. I cursed inside my mind when I saw my reflection in the mirror. Both my shoulders carried bags—one for my laptop and my sling bag. The tote bag hangs into my left arm, and I embrace rolls of blueprints. “Ugh!” Many firms wanted me, but why did I choose Lucifer’s firm? Damn it! Fortunately, I managed to get my ass toward the office. “Pus, you’re early,” the guard greeted me when I came to the entrance. I smiled at him and nodded. “Mr. Foster is already—” “Oh, I don’t want to hear it,” I interrupted and winked at him as I stepped towards the elevator. ‘You got this, Pus. This will be your last day,’ I thought and heaved a deep sigh. As expected, I am too early. I sighed in relief when I put down my bags on the table. I fixed my hair and my pencil-cut skirt, then grabbed the things that the devil needed. Oh, I stepped back and picked up my resignation letter. I have no reason to stay here anymore. One year is enough even though he pays me higher than the other company that needs my service. I puffed my cheeks and knocked on the door before twisting the knob and pushing it open. I arched my brow as I stepped in when I saw no one inside the office. I thought he was here already. I shook my head and kicked the edge of the door to close it. “Where did that devil go?” I whispered. I walked towards his desk and was about to put down the things that I was carrying when I saw him

from the side. “What are you doing here?” he asked, making me want to roll my eyes, but I didn’t do it. He walked in my direction and stopped a few meters away from me. “I am asking you. What are you…” he paused when I walked closer to him and threw the designs that he needed. “Those are the things you need, and this is my resignation letter,” I raised the folded rectangular paper and placed it inside the pocket of her suit. “I am quitting,” I added and turned away. I don’t care about his reaction. I just can’t stand him anymore. I was about to reach for the knob when I saw a big and veiny hand slam on the door. I frowned and looked at him. Does he think I will be startled when he slams the door? In his dreams. I am not afraid of the devil. “I will not accept your resignation,” he said, wearing his stern voice. I scoffed and crossed my arms. “So…” I arched my brow, “—you can’t stop me. I. QUIT!” Lucifer’s crept a smirk on his face. “Is that so?” I rolled my eyes and pushed him away. However, I failed. Fuck with those muscles! I cursed. “You touched me?” My forehead creased. “Uh-huh! You’re blocking my way.” He let out a soft chuckle—scratch that, a devilish laugh. “Come on, Pussy—” I rushed towards him and grabbed the collar of his suit as I clenched my jaw. “Can’t you stop pestering me by calling—” “By calling you Pussy?” he cut off the hum into my words. Unconsciously, my left hand formed into a fist, and it landed on his left jaw. “I’ve wanted to punch your asshole face for months. And I didn’t know that this will be the day—” I gasped when his right hand grabbed my chin and pulled me closer to him. He encircled his arm into my waist. And the next thing I knew, a warm skin touched my lips. My body froze—my world froze as if my soul got out of my body and started to wander around. Lucifer is kissing me!

When I pulled back into my senses, I tried to let go of his tight grip, but it was useless. His lips started to move. He nibbles my lower lips harshly as if he wanted to suck the blood that rushed into them. I wiggled and tried to push him, but he was too strong. I tried to move my face, but he held the back of my head and deepened the kiss. “Hmm…” I struggled. Then suddenly, I realize something. I lifted my right knee and was about to nudge his junior when he swiftly pinned me to the door, making my back hit the wooden door, causing a pang of pain. He let go, and I saw how anger lingers in his eyes. “How could you do that to me?” I pressed my lips and gave a stern look. “Who the hell are you to do that—” “You know what, Lucifer, fuck you and your goddamn superiority! You don’t treat me fairly! Am I a slave to you?!” I don’t care about our distance. I wanted to burst out of this heavy feeling inside me. I saw how confusion lit his eyes. “You have many employees with the same job as mine, but why has it always been me?” “What are you talking—” “I quit! Is it hard to think of that?” “You can’t quit. Not unless I fire you—” “Now, you have a reason to fire me. I punched you. I talked rudely. I fucking cursed at you—” “I hold my decision. You’re not living this company,” he said and let go of me. My knees weakened as soon as he released me. My chest felt heavy, and I wanted to cry at any moment. “If you will not approve it, then I will just get AWOL.” “Then see you in front of the judge….” Lucifer asserted as he stared at me, forming a snide. I clenched my fist and shot him a glare. “You’re so heartless—” “—And let’s get married,” he added as he interrupted me. I frowned and didn’t realize it for a moment, but when I saw him smile, my eyes widened. “What?!”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.