HATE LOVE: A Billionaire Boss Romance

by Katie Ford

  It dawned on me that Theo built his company with pride, which was at odds with the image of him as an evil mastermind.

  “I think you’ve done a wonderful job,” I said honestly. “Clearly, a lot of thought went into the design and execution of the campus.”

  And at that, Theo was at my side in a moment. My head spun. How had he moved so fast? One second, he’d been behind his desk, and the next, that massive form loomed next to me, radiating blessed heat.

  “I’m glad you like it,” he growled. “Compliments mean a lot coming from the second best hacker on the planet.”

  I laughed. How did this man make me feel comfortable yet aroused at once? It was pure magic.

  “Second best?” I teased. “And who’s the first? Let me guess.”

  Theo kissed me on the neck. “Okay. Maybe we can share first place.” The man’s fingers were deft, unzipping my hoodie in one quick movement.

  “What?” I gasped. “I just got here. I haven’t seen you in weeks.”

  But those blue eyes gleamed again.

  “Exactly sweetheart. WE haven’t seen each other in weeks, and I want to see you now.”

  And in a flash, I was completely nude, my nipples hard and a slick of wetness visible between my legs.

  “Shit, baby, you’re so gorgeous,” the billionaire rumbled, undoing his zipper.

  I’d been so bewitched by him, I’d let him do what he wanted, but now noticing the window again, I shrieked, cowering while trying to cover myself.

  “They can see down below,” I gasped. “We can’t do this, not here, not now.”

  Theo grinned again, that lazy smile making me pant.

  “Naw, honey. This window is a technological marvel. I can tint it in a number of ways, and right now, we can see them, but they can’t see us. So come here baby. I want to taste you all over again.”

  And with that, it was on. Oh god, oh god. We were having sex on my first day at work, right in the CEO’s office. I was laid bare on his desk, moaning and panting, spreading my legs as the boss sampled me, drinking the cream from my sweetest spot.

  “Oh shit, baby,” he rumbled, lifting his face for a moment to show a chin covered in slick juices. “I’ve missed this.”

  And I gave into my feelings then, craving him so bad.

  “Me too,” I panted, desperate fingers reaching for him. “Now give it to me. I need you.”

  And with that, Theo rose over me, my vision narrowing to nothing but him.

  “Are you ready, sweetheart?” he rasped, eyes intently glued to my form as that big body shuddered. “Are you ready for this?” he asked again, stroking that thick, pulsing dick through my folds.

  I almost cried then, desperate to get him inside, and spreading my thighs wider, the shameful words left my lips. I begged him, praying for his hard thrusts, craving that hot stick inside of me.

  “Yes,” I gasped. “Please now!”

  And with that, it was done. Theo buried himself in my wet insides, so deep that I screamed and convulsed, impaled on that thick hotness.

  “Yes!” I cried. “Oh god yes!”

  My head tilted backwards, profile lifting to the sky as Theo panted.

  “Fuck, you’re so small, honey,” he growled. “So fucking small, and now we’re stuck.”

  Because it was true. My insides clamped around the man, gripping that thick rod like a vise, but it felt so good and I closed my eyes, whimpering.

  “It’s okay,” I gasped. “Just give me a second, you feel so good.”

  Theo’s eyes went bright before darkening to a deep, midnight blue.

  “Here,” he grunted. “This should help.”

  And reaching a big hand between our bodies, he began stroking my nub, making me shiver and cry out again. His mouth latched onto a rigid nipple and I screamed again, arching my back while giving him my all.

  “Yes,” I moaned. “Yes, yes, yes.”

  And that’s how my first day at Pictogram started. Things took such twists and turns that it was almost impossible to describe. I pissed off a billionaire, causing the man to kidnap me. And in a twist of events, we ended up making love only to end up here now, in his office, going at it like wild animals.

  “Shit,” he roared, face tight as he pummeled my frame, the desk banging with the deep, powerful thrusts. “Aw SHIT!”

  And with that Theo exploded, hot sperm spraying me from within. I cried out, my pussy spasming and milking his pole, dissolving in shudders at the magnificent sight and feel.

  “Yes,” I cried. “Oh Mr. Wainwright, yes.”

  And with me still impaled on his pole, both of us panting like we’d just run a marathon, suddenly a noise interrupted our session. A soft knock, knock sounded on the door, and I sat up with a jolt. Was it locked? Oh god, probably not. We were about to be caught en flagrante in the CEO’s office, me totally nude with my boobies heaving, snatch dripping with Theo’s sticky semen.

  But he wasn’t even bothered. Pulling out with a sweet squelch, he smiled at me knowingly, something deep and impossible to read in his eyes.

  “Come,” he said. “It’s open.”

  And I gaped at him, still completely nude while sprawled on his desk.

  “No!” I exclaimed. “I’m not ready!”

  But it was too late as the door swung open…revealing all of me.

  Chapter 6

  Theo

  I grinned at the gorgeous brunette. She was so beautiful, skin flushed and eyes wide as the knock sounded again.

  “Here,” I said magnanimously, handing her the hoodie and jeans. “Put these on.”

  And a rush of adrenaline surged through my veins because I’d never had sex before in my office at work. None of the women I’d previously dated had any reason to be on the Pictogram campus since most of them barely knew how to read, much less turn on a computer.

  But Mia was different. This girl was sex and brains rolled into one, her curvy body like a Playmate model with the talent of a Nobel prize winner.

  How did I get so lucky?

  And now she was going to work for me. It was like winning the lottery ten times over and then getting dipped in gold.

  Giggling, Mia scrambled to put on her tank top and jeans while I pushed my desk back into place. Kissing me on the lips, she grabbed my cock and tucked it back into my pants. “See you later,” she murmured.

  I stiffened in her hand, my reaction unstoppable.

  “Who are you talking to, me or him?” I joked. A smile made my lips turn up.

  She shot back a devious smile. “Who do you think?” She pulled her hoodie on and flipped a couple curls off her neck. She looked so gorgeous casual and sunny, a brunette bombshell in every way. Because natural beauty is increasingly difficult to find these days. Women are always done up with caked on makeup and salon worthy hair. But trust me, men aren’t blind. I see the ladies in the morning upon waking, and some of them are so different the hair on your arms would raise.

  But not with Mia. She didn’t need makeup. She was naturally stunning, like the dew on a new rose.

  I kissed her on those luscious lips, pulling her close to my frame. Bad move. Feeling her body up against me got me excited again, and Mia pushed me away with a giggle. “The door!” she hissed.

  I shook my head, “Right. The door. Come,” I called loudly again. “It’s unlocked.”

  Slowly, the huge slab of white opened, revealing Penny and Brandon, my CTO. Brandon shot me a curious glance.

  “You okay, boss? You never tint the windows in here.”

  With a lazy grin, I nodded. “Yup. Everything is great.”

  Penny, on the other hand, looked like she had a bee in her bonnet. That red hair was practically on fire and her mouth was pressed into a line.

  “I see you’ve gotten to know Theo,” she said coldly. “Hope your meeting went well.”

  Brandon squinted at Mia and immediately recognition crossed his face. He dashed across my office and seized her hand with his. “Mia! It’s an honor to meet
you. I’m Brandon. I work at this joint, have been here since the beginning,” he said enthusiastically, pumping her fist up and down.

  Mia shyly shook his hand. “Nice to meet you, Brandon.”

  My employee beamed.

  “Our security team is dying to talk to you.” Brandon looked over at me. “Unless, the two of you are in the middle of something?”

  Cool as a cucumber, I said, “Nope. She’s all yours.”

  Brandon beamed again.

  “Perfect. We’ve been awaiting your start date with great anticipation. There’s so much that the security team wants your opinion on, including the latest cryptography methods, the latest security firewalls, and a bunch of other stuff too. It’s going to be awesome to get your opinion.”

  Mia flushed beautifully, but at the same time, she perked up. I could tell this was her cup of tea.

  “Thanks,” she said with a laugh. “I’ll try.”

  And with one last glance over her shoulder at me, my gorgeous girl exited, ready to lend her enormous talents to the job. Feet propped on the desk, I yawned, stretching. Man, how’d I get so lucky? Some guys just hit it big, and I was definitely one of those lucky bastards.

  But unfortunately, my secretary was still in the room. Penny plunked a stack of papers on my desk, shooting me a stare that could kill.

  “The financial reports are here,” she said frostily.

  I looked at the papers. Man, there were a lot.

  “Thanks,” I said carelessly. “Just leave them there.”

  The redhead looked like she wanted to say a word or two, but something made her stop. Good girl. I’m the boss and she knew better than to get involved in my personal affairs.

  “Let me know if you need anything,” she huffed, spinning on her heel and stalking from the room. A yawn escaped me again because frankly, it didn’t matter. Whatever Penny was pissed about, I didn’t have time to deal with it. She could have her moods, but they didn’t concern me for the most part.

  Besides, it was time to face the music. Taking a deep breath, I sifted through the reams of paper. Pictogram’s stock price had taken a nosedive after the recent security breach. I’d lost billions of dollars as a result.

  Ten percent! Fuck. My heart sank. But it wasn’t the money, to be honest. I had dough rolling out of my ears. It was more the loss of users than the cash. What would it take to get them back?

  Mia was at the center of this, and I wanted to strangle and kiss the beautiful brunette at once. She’d caused havoc in my business, and yet we’d be better for it, I was sure. Once the breaches were patched, we’d build a fort so strong and invincible, that no hackers would ever get through again. Especially not with the best computer genius of all on my side – Mia Smith.

  The orgy pictures were an issue. The Board of Directors was on my back, and for good reason. Their aim was to attract more users by promoting a family friendly image. Obviously, that goal was in jeopardy due to the numerous leaked photos of me with dozens of different girls.

  Again, it all came back to Mia. She was the source of my pleasure and pain, the well from which everything originated.

  Fuck. What was I going to do? Frustrated, I ran a hand through my hair, mussing the black strands.

  After all, Mia had exposed the real me, or at least who I used to be – fucking multiple girls and never really committing. Some people drink. Some people abuse drugs. My vice? Using beautiful women.

  Somehow though, it felt different since I’d met Mia. She was the only woman on my mind now, and I couldn’t get enough of her curves and her tight little pussy. The way she purred and moaned when I was inside her was incredible. The woman was an amazing combination of brains and a strong work ethic all packaged in a gorgeous plump body.

  A dream come true amidst the brewing nightmare that was my current life.

  On my computer, I idly scrolled through the latest new articles about me. Business Insider said my days were numbered as CEO of Pictogram. Forbes echoed the same forecast. BuzzFeed’s “Twenty Ways Theo Wainwright is Having a Worse Day Than You” was, by far, my favorite article. Morbidly humorous, despite the subject matter.

  Plus, all the news outlets were taking bets on how long I would last as CEO. My image as a philandering playboy wasn’t great, and the orgy photos only confirmed what everyone suspected. Still, who I slept with had nothing to do with my ability to lead. Right?

  Besides, none of the women I’d slept with ever complained of sexual harassment or any wrongdoing whatsoever. Instead, the opposite was true. Many approached me, begging for a chance with the powerful Mr. Wainwright. So why did it matter who I slept with? It wasn’t like I was running for political office or looking to curry any favors. My personal life shouldn’t have any bearing on my role as CEO.

  Dammit. This was a fucking witch hunt. A growl escaped my throat.

  If I or any of my employees wanted to have orgies on our time off, we should be entitled to do it. It was our right.

  Still, my anxiety reached a boiling point. Pictogram was all I had in the world. It grew from a simple idea of sharing photos to an entire community filled with users. And yes, I could get sappy about my baby because this company was my pride and joy, my family when there was none. Gazing out my window, I watched my employees at their desks. They needed to know that their CEO wasn’t going to let their company, and what we’d created, go down without a fight.

  On intercom, I buzzed Penny.

  “Call a mandatory company meeting in the atrium hall,” I growled.

  Penny’s voice sounded surprised. “When? Now?”

  “Now,” I affirmed. There was no use in delaying. I couldn’t let my employees work under the fog of anxiety of whether or not they’d have jobs next week. I needed to step up as a leader in charge right now.

  When I walked out on stage, people were waiting. The Pictogram engineers and marketing people thronged the space, faces turned my way expectantly. You’d think it’d be noisy, but instead the hall grew eerily quiet as I approached.

  Yeah, we needed an uplifting message from the CEO. Looking out at my workforce, I gripped the microphone. “I’d be a coward to not address all of you head on about what’s going on within the company.”

  How to say this? My brain searched for words, but in the end, all I could do was speak from my heart.

  “I don’t want any of you to worry about the future of our community. I love what we’ve built here together and we’re not going to let it go without a fight. There have been problems, but it’s a part of running this place.”

  “We support you, Theo!” someone cried from the back.

  A chuckle arose from the crowd, relieving the tension. I laughed as well.

  “Thanks so much, whoever you are.” Pausing, I took a deep breath. “The security breaches are being handled delicately and with the utmost care. We are making changes. And we are going to recover from this, I assure you.”

  My employees began to clap politely, but I could feel they weren’t wholeheartedly convinced, so I continued.

  “Our security weaknesses have been exposed. Pictogram was caught...” I paused, looking frankly at my community and pointing to my chest. “I was caught with my pants down.”

  The crowd roared with laughter and I laughed with them before going on.

  “Although it doesn’t seem like it, what happened was a good thing. We have to look for the silver lining, and this is an opportunity for us to make changes. Together, we have a chance to strengthen Pictogram in the process.”

  Someone from the crowd yelled, “How?”

  I smiled, trying to see who it was, but it was impossible.

  “Good question,” I said, but then I spotted Mia in the audience, listening raptly. The beautiful brunette gave me a big encouraging smile, and suddenly, I knew exactly what to do next.

  “Mia, will you come up on the stage please?” Her face blushed as she shook her head frantically. I waved her up. “Come on, this is our newest employee.”

 
; Finally, the brunette relented. She smiled awkwardly under the crowd’s stare, slowly walking towards me. I put an arm on her elbow, drawing her close. Already, people were squinting, a puzzled frown on their faces.

  “Folks, this is Mia Smith. As some of you may know already, she was behind the security breach.”

  A collective gasp swooped through the hall. Someone yelled, “Girl Power!” Mia smiled bashfully. Another screamed, “Fuck Brogrammers!” A spattering of laughter rippled through the crowd.

  Nodding, I continued.

  “Mia has just been added to the company roster. Because what better way to strengthen Pictogram’s security than to hire the very person who broke in? She’s on our side now.”

  My employees roared in appreciation and began to applause.

  I turned to the brunette, shoving her forward a little.

  “Say something,” I commanded. “They want to know about you.”

  But Mia shot me a stricken glance, whispering, “I don’t know what to say!”

  “You’ll be fine. Here,” I said, pushing the microphone into her hand.

  The brunette looked at the device like it was a nuclear bomb before taking it between trembling fingers and shooting a watery smile over at the crowd.