MadisonFucking A. How am I supposed to serve this customer ice cream when all the damn ice cream is gone from the small freezer? I’m shit-outta luck!I step away from the empty freezer, positing what other choice I have when a brilliant idea strikes down from the sky. What about the big freezer? Usually, it’s always locked, so there is no way of knowing what mysteries lay within. And what would you know? There is no lock on it this morning!I walk over to the big freezer, placing my hand on the handle. But right when I’m about to open the door, a large hand clamps down on my shoulder, startling me.I turn around and find myself face-to-face with Victor’s glittering eyes. They seem to convey a silent warning, though he remains calm on the surface as he effortlessly pulls me away from the freezer.“It’s prohibited for members of my staff to enter the big freezer. I usually keep it locked at all times.”“Oh?” I arch an eyebrow. “Why is it forbidden?” I ask, daring him to answer.Victor’
MadisonI can't breathe. Gustaf's fingers are slowly tightening their hold around my neck while his bad breath is in my face. It seems he never remembered to brush his teeth without me reminding him, and now his yellow smile is right above me.He chuckles. "Not so tough now, are we?"I want to flee from him. Slap his face and escape into the kitchen where I'm safe around my colleagues, but it's like my feet have grown their own gnarled roots and stuck them in the ground. I can't move.The only thing I can do is stand there, entirely paralyzed, as Gustaf's lips brush against my ear. He nibbles on my earlobe, and I choke on a sob. Why did Gustaf have to show up today? What started as an exciting day working in the kitchen has changed into a freaking nightmare, thanks to him."Do you like this, Madison? Do you enjoy my kisses?"My legs tremble when he sucks my entire earlobe into his disgusting mouth. I know I need to do something to defend myself, to protect myself from Gustaf, but all I
Madison Gustaf is still standing, blood trickling down his temple, looking shell-shocked. Victor, on the other hand, looks calm and composed. "You don't touch Madison like that, Gustaf. I ought to break your arms."Gustaf opens his mouth but then closes it as if he doesn't know how to respond yet. His eyes are blazing with anger. His ego must be bruised. He raises his fist and charges toward Victor, aiming for his face.I gasp. I didn't want anyone else to get involved with my problems with Gustaf, but now here is Victor, getting punched in the face because of me.But to my surprise, Victor is too quick for him. He ducks and lands a powerful punch on Gustaf's stomach, causing him to fall to the ground.What the hell? Where did he learn that move!?Gustaf groans in pain, clutching his stomach as he tries to catch his breath. Victor stands over him, his face contorted with anger. "You asshole!" Gustaf spits out.He grabs Gustaf by his neck with one hand, lifting him up, then punches hi
MadisonWhat the heck am I doing? Part of me knows this is a mistake. Victor is my brother’s best friend, my boss, and I’m certain he is only kissing me due to the heat of the moment. This won’t lead to a relationship. This is only going to complicate my life further, yet I can’t help but give in when Victor’s warm tongue slides deeper into my mouth.He is a great kisser.It feels like I’m floating on pink little clouds, and before I know what is going on, he lifts me off the floor. I hear voices coming into the kitchen, but Victor is faster. He presses the elevator door with his elbow, and a second later, the doors slide open. We enter the cramped space, surrounded by mirrors before a friendly robotic voice asks where we are going. Victor responds by drawing out a card from his pocket, and the elevator shoots up half a level before stopping completely.I arch an eyebrow. “There is a special stop button?”Victor breathes a laugh in my ear, and his husky voice sends a shiver down my sp
MadisonIt’s been a month since Victor fucked me in the elevator. He has treated me like air since that incident, and I’m not going to lie: it hurts. I don’t get how he can act so unaffected after he kissed me like I was the woman of his dreams. Is he really that cold? Or is he acting cold because he is my boss?“Ruh-roh,” Frida comments from her table while cutting cucumbers for the lunch buffet. I’ve made friends with the blonde over too many margaritas during our after-work sessions. “You have that spaced-out expression again, Madison. Are you thinking about him again?”“She better not,” Zarah, my second friend and the most gothic chick in the kitchen, comments with a sigh. “Our boss isn’t worth the heartbreak, Madison. He is a stone-cold player, and you can do so much better.”My cheeks turn hot. I’ve told Frida and Zarah all about Victor after we got way too drunk during one of the many meetings we have had to endure this month. There is going to be a kickoff for the restaurant s
VictorWhen I first laid eyes on Madison, I didn't give her a second thought. I mean, she seemed like a nice enough girl: scrawny and kind. Perhaps a little smaller than the average girl at that age.She is Stanley's sister, and she was someone I knew I had to protect.But now...I don't know what the fuck I was thinking when I kissed her the other day. I should've walked away right then, but I didn't. Instead, I got caught up in the heat of the moment and took things even further.Fucking hell... I'm aware of how fucked up it is to prey on Stanley's sister, but what can I say? I am a fucked up human being.If only she had said no when I pushed her against the elevator wall and fucked her senselessly. If only she had pushed me away and told me to get off her.But she didn't.What happened in that elevator should've never happened, but it's too late to take it back now. Now I know how she tastes, and I want more."Boss."Marco's voice brings me back to reality. I'm annoyed at myself as
VictorI didn’t sleep at all yesterday. After taking care of some business and heading home, I stared up at the ceiling for hours. Every single thought in my brain revolved around Madison. I swear I’m not in love with her. Fuck no. This isn’t love it’s just...a very strong attraction.I swear that woman is pretty enough to drive a man insane. Such pouty fuckable lips and doe-eyes that are filled with submission. Simply looking at her makes me want to choke her while taking her hard from behind.Her cunt was so wet when I took her last time…A groan leaves my lips at the memory. My cock is already semi-hard, and I’m fighting not to jerk off a second time today. What is the matter with me? I don’t get it. I’ve dated models and actors, yet I never had this sort of reaction to any of them.What makes Madison so special?Pfft, who am I kidding? I know exactly what makes her unique. The little needy sounds that Maddie made in bed? The way she moaned as I fucked her in that elevator? It’s be
MadisonI can't stop smiling.Victor wants to date me. My childhood fantasies are finally coming true. OH MY GOD! And here I thought Victor was being aloof because he wasn't interested in me, but he proved me wrong. But when he told me he cared about me, it felt like he was being sincere. Victor is Stanley's best friend, and we've known each other since we were kids, so he won't deceive me, right?I feel so elated and thrilled.Stanley narrows his eyes at me as I walk into the apartment. "Why are you smiling like that?'"What, I can't be happy?" I pout."Sure, but you are practically beaming with joy, and it's kind of freaking me out. Did something happen?"Shoot...I can't tell Stanley about dating Victor, at least not yet. "Um...it's nothing, really. I just saw this really pretty seagull while I was running, and it made me happy."Stanley raises an eyebrow suspiciously. "A seagull made you that happy? You must have seen a pretty remarkable seagull."I laugh nervously, hoping that he