I needed to find a way to make him regret ever thinking he could toy with me like this. No Alpha, no matter how powerful, was getting anywhere near my panties again, especially not the ones he’d just given me. I’d already crossed a dangerous line, so what was one more step over it? And after I got even, I’d quit and return to my old position at BuildRight Corp.
I was slamming a file cabinet closed when Ryan walked through my office. One look at my face and he wisely chose not to comment, just hurried straight through to Draven’s office.
When Linda popped her head in moments later, mentioning she was stepping out, a deliciously wicked idea formed in my mind.
“Linda, would you mind stopping by the bakery across the street? Could you get me a slice of chocolate cake? The one with milk chocolate shavings and cherries on top?”
“Of course, Carrie. No problem at all. I’ll be back in twenty minutes max, is that okay?”
“Perfect!” I handed her the money. “Thanks so much!”
I knew Draven had a video conference scheduled with international partners in Singapore. He’d be trapped in his office, on camera, unable to escape. Ryan would be joining from his own office. The timing couldn’t be more perfect for my revenge. I’d make the mighty Alpha sweat while he couldn’t react without revealing himself.
Linda returned with my cake, and I prepared a tray with the dessert, a steaming cup of herb tea, and my phone. The moment I heard Draven’s deep voice greeting the overseas executives, I slipped into his office and quietly locked the door behind me.
His eyes flickered to me briefly, confusion crossing his features before he masked it for the benefit of the camera. I approached his desk with deliberate slowness, setting down the tray and placing the teacup beside him. I deliberately dropped the napkin, mirroring the scene from this morning.
His gaze followed my every move as I bent down to retrieve it, giving him another view of what he couldn’t have. I noticed him shifting uncomfortably in his chair as he cleared his throat and answered a question from one of the Singapore executives.
I placed the napkin next to the cup, making sure my fingertips brushed against his hand. His eyes darted to the slice of cake, then back to me. I picked it up, settled into the chair directly across from him, and slid a forkful into my mouth, closing my eyes and letting out a soft moan as if it were the most exquisite thing I’d ever tasted.
Draven’s eyes darkened, his attention clearly divided between me and the meeting. I set the plate on his desk, pulled out my phone, and sent him a text, “Are you sure I taste better than chocolate cake?”
I watched him glance at his phone, read my message, and struggle to maintain his composure. He pressed a finger to his lips to hide his smile before typing a quick reply, “Oh yes, Caroline, you’re absolutely delicious, far better than any dessert. I know exactly what game you’re playing. It’s business hour. Save half that cake for me.”
Reading his response, I gave him my most innocent smile. Let’s see how the mighty Alpha handles this, I thought. I was going to get even in a way that would leave him reeling. Later, I could crawl back to my old job with my tail between my legs, but right now, revenge was sweeter than chocolate.
I took another bite of cake and, allowing Rory’s wild instincts to take over, I placed one leg on each armrest of the chair, spreading myself completely. I gave him an unobstructed view of the black lace thong he’d gifted me earlier, now still damp from how wet he’d made me.
I slipped my hand inside and started rubbing while squeezing my tits hard with my other hand.
His cock was already bulging in his pants as he watched me play with myself. I was fucking soaked, desperate to cum after being teased all day. I yanked my panties aside and started fingering my dripping cunt, my clit throbbing under my touch.
His eyes were glued to my pussy as I fucked myself with my fingers, completely ignoring his stupid meeting. I could see his massive hard-on straining against his zipper as he shifted uncomfortably. When I heard him growl, I shoved three fingers deep in my cunt and started pumping hard. My pussy was clenching around my fingers, getting tighter as I watched him watch me. When I finally came, I had to bite back my moans as I squirted all over my hand.
I made sure he was looking as I sucked my fingers clean, tasting my own cum, making sure to lock eyes with Draven as I did so. His face was flushed, a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead, and I could tell he had completely lost track of the meeting.
Slowly, deliberately, I fixed my thong, lowered my legs, smoothed my dress back into place, and picked up my phone again, “You’re right, Alpha. I am tastier than chocolate cake.”
While he read my message, I stood up and placed what remained of the dessert next to his tea. But before leaving, I couldn’t resist one final taunt, sending him another text,
“You seem stressed, Alpha. Drink your herb tea to relax.”
Draven’s violet eyes flashed dangerously as he read my message, a look that promised retribution. I slipped out quickly, closing the door behind me with a satisfied smile. All I had left to do was quit, but I’d save that for the end of the day.
Caroline’s POV
I coordinated with Kyle about the confidential financial report meeting scheduled for tomorrow and sent Clara a message to confirm if the timing worked for her. With those arrangements settled, I returned to my other tasks.
An hour later, the door to Draven’s office flew open with such force it nearly rattled the hinges. He loomed over me, his hands gripping my chair’s armrests, caging me in. His violet eyes blazed with an intensity that made Rory whimper inside me, and when he spoke, his voice was deeper and rougher than usual.
“Caroline, hear me clearly. This situation between us ends today, no exceptions. Clear your schedule for this evening because we’re leaving this office together and having a proper adult conversation about what’s happening here.”
His gaze lingered on me for a moment before he abruptly straightened, turned away, and slammed his door shut behind him. I was still recovering from the encounter when Ryan appeared, looking puzzled.
“Caroline, did something happen with Draven during the video conference?”
I blinked several times, composing myself before answering.
“Nothing I’m aware of. Why do you ask?” The lie slipped easily from my lips.
“He was completely distracted, like his mind was somewhere else entirely,” Ryan explained, glancing at Draven’s door. “By the way, I’ve already checked with Clara, and tonight you two are joining us for dinner. I won’t accept any excuses.”
“I’d love to, Ryan, as long as my Alpha doesn’t object,” I replied, unable to keep the sarcasm from my voice.
“Your Alpha has plenty of other things to worry about right now!” Ryan quipped as he entered Draven’s office.
I quickly sent Eleanor a message, explaining I’d be home late because of a dinner engagement and asking if Mabel could stay longer to watch Liam. Elle responded almost immediately, assuring me she’d personally spoil her godson while I enjoyed my evening. Her supportive message brought a smile to my face.
My moment of peace was shattered when Howard stormed into the reception area. He was unnaturally tall and thin, with a ridiculous mustache, graying hair, and predatory eyes that reminded me of a fox stalking its prey. Something about him had set off my wolf’s warning instinct the moment Clara introduced us.
He halted before my desk, looking down at me with contempt and fury.
“So you’re the one who humiliated my daughter yesterday. Because of you, Draven embarrassed her and his Beta dragged her out like trash. Listen carefully, worthless bitch, this won’t be tolerated. I’ll make sure he throws you out of this company faster than you can blink.”
He slammed his fist on my desk and turned toward Draven’s door. Despite being startled, my protective instincts kicked in. I leapt to my feet and pressed myself against the door, blocking his path.
“Mr. Howard, I must insist you wait while I check if Alpha Draven is available. I apologize, but those are pack protocols.”
The man’s face contorted with rage. Before I could react, his hand shot out and gripped my throat, his voice rising to a shout, “Who the hell do you think you are, you pathetic little Beta? I’m the most senior elder of Storm Valley Pack and the financial director of this company! I go where I please, when I please, and you’re nothing but a worthless nobody to stand in my way.”
Suddenly, the door behind me burst open. I felt strong arms wrap around my waist, pulling me away from Howard’s choking grip. Draven’s cedarwood and musky scent enveloped me as he tucked me safely against his chest.
The financial director immediately began his accusations. “Draven, you won’t believe the disrespect this woman just showed me!”
Pressed against Draven’s chest, I could feel his breathing deepen with barely contained fury. His voice emerged cold and deadly, the voice of an Alpha protecting what’s his.
“Howard, lower your voice immediately. Let me make several things absolutely clear. First, from what I heard perfectly well, Ms. Bennett didn’t disrespect you; you attacked her, and you will apologize. Second, she isn’t some secretary; she’s my executive assistant who has my complete confidence. Third, you’re well aware of the protocol for entering an Alpha’s office; that hasn’t changed. Fourth, and most critically, if this is how you treat pack members under my protection, your position in both this company and our pack needs serious reconsideration.”
“But Alpha Draven…” Howard began, his tone suddenly pleading, but Draven silenced him with a low growl that vibrated through his chest against my back.
“You are never to come to the executive floor uninvited again.” Draven’s voice carried the edge of an Alpha command that made even my own wolf want to submit. “Linda, come here.”
Linda appeared in my office instantly, her wolf clearly sensing the Alpha’s call.
“Yes, Alpha Draven.”
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