Chapter 4The CEO's Forbidden Crush

Adrian and I had a purely physical relationship. To put it bluntly, we were friends with benefits.

It started six months ago. The straight guy I’d been crushing on for years finally got a girlfriend, and I went to a bar to drown my sorrows. I ended up sharing a table with Adrian.

He seemed to be in a foul mood too, and some creep slipped something into his drink. Being the good Samaritan I am, I helped him out of the bar.

But he wasn't such a good Samaritan. He started getting handsy.

Lost in the moment, seduced by his ridiculously handsome face, I found myself in bed with him. As I stared at that face, I figured, what the hell, and kissed him back.

The first time was a bit clumsy, both of us fumbling in the dark. But we slowly found our rhythm, and we didn't stop until the first light of dawn painted the sky.

After that, we reached a mutual understanding. No feelings, just bodies. We’d meet up once a week.

We were surprisingly compatible in bed. Every time we met, it was like we were trying to break the mattress. It was a welcome relief from my soul-crushing corporate drone life.

We knew nothing about each other’s personal lives. I’d assumed he was just another working stiff like me—slaving away on weekdays and blowing off steam on weekends.

I never imagined he was secretly moonlighting as a CEO.

And a CEO was one thing, but the CEO of my company?

Damn it!