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Daniel didn't stand immediately.
He stayed seated for a moment, fingers loosely resting on the table, watching her pace.
"You stormed into a board meeting," he said calmly.
Jade turned sharply toward him.
"You were with her."
"That wasn't my point."
She crossed her arms.
"Oh, so now I'm the problem?"
He finally stood up.
Slowly.
Unhurried.
That CEO composure sliding back into place.
"My point," he said evenly, "is that you could have waited."
She let out a short laugh.
"Wait? So I could politely sit at home while she questions my position in your life?"
Daniel's eyebrow lifted slightly.
"She questioned your position?"
"You heard her."
He walked toward her, stopping a safe distance away.
"You handled yourself."
"That's not the point."
"Then what is the point, Jade?"
Her jaw tightened.
"The way she said it."
"The way she looked at me."
Daniel tilted his head slightly.
"And what exactly did you see in her look?"
She hesitated.
Then muttered:
"Possession."
He studied her face carefully.
Then, unexpectedly—
A faint smirk appeared.
"You're jealous."
Her eyes widened instantly.
"I am not jealous."
"You walked into my company and dismissed executives."
"She provoked me."
He took one step closer.
"You told her she wouldn't understand because she's not married."
"She wouldn't."
His smirk deepened slightly.
"I didn't know you were the jealous type."
That did it.
She stepped closer too.
"I am not jealous."
"You are," he said calmly.
"I am territorial."
"Which is?"
"Different."
He looked down at her, amused.
"You were boiling."
"I was composed."
"You ordered an entire board out of a meeting."
"They were unnecessary."
He exhaled softly — almost a quiet laugh.
"I see."
She narrowed her eyes.
"You're enjoying this."
"A little."
Her mouth fell open slightly.
He stepped even closer now, voice lowering.
"For the record, the partnership is strictly business."
She held his gaze.
"Strictly?"
"Yes."
"And her little comment?"
"She was testing you."
Jade blinked.
"Testing me?"
"Yes."
"To see if you'd break."
Her irritation shifted slightly.
"And?"
He leaned in just enough for his voice to soften.
"You didn't."
Silence.
Her heart skipped despite herself.
But she wasn't done.
"You didn't correct her when she said it could end."
His eyes darkened slightly.
"That's because," he said quietly, "I don't engage in public emotional declarations during corporate negotiations."
Her breathing slowed.
"But make no mistake."
His hand came to her waist — firm, steady.
"It doesn't 'end' because someone suggests it."
Her pulse jumped.
But she refused to fully surrender.
"You still sound very calm for someone whose fiancée just declared war in his boardroom."
He leaned closer, voice low and teasing again.
"You declared war."
She lifted her chin.
"She started it."
He smiled faintly.
"I didn't know you could be this possessive."
She looked straight into his eyes.
"I don't like sharing."
His gaze sharpened.
"Good."
That response caught her off guard.
He brushed his thumb lightly against her waist.
"But next time," he added calmly, "trust me enough to handle it without invading my meetings."
She hesitated.
Then crossed her arms again.
"Fine."
Daniel studied her for a long second.
Then that slow, dangerous smirk appeared again.
"You didn't come all this way for nothing," he said quietly.
Her breath caught.
Before she could respond, he stepped forward, closed the distance, and kissed her.
Long. Deep. Possessive.
The kind of kiss that erased arguments.
Her hands instinctively gripped his jacket.
"Daniel—"
Too late.
He lifted her effortlessly, setting her on the edge of the conference table. Papers shifted slightly beneath them.
"Daniel!" she whispered sharply. "We're in your office."
"And?" he replied against her lips.
Her heart was racing.
"Someone could see us."
He didn't stop.
"No one enters without my permission."
The calm certainty in his voice made her stomach flip.
His hand slid along her thigh, firm, controlled, testing the line between bold and reckless.
Her cheeks turned bright red.
"You're unbelievable," she breathed.
He tilted his head slightly, eyes darker now.
"You storm into my meeting," he murmured, brushing his lips along her jaw, "declare yourself in front of my executives…"
His voice lowered further.
"And now you're worried about being seen?"
Her fingers tightened on his collar.
"That's different."
He smirked again.
"Is it?"
He shifted slightly closer, his hands steady at her waist as he leaned down, pressing slow kisses along her collarbone, then lower.
Her breath hitched sharply.
"Daniel…" she warned, though her voice had lost its authority.
He paused just enough to look up at her.
Red cheeks.
Wide eyes.
Defiance melting into heat.
"You're the one who claimed territory," he said softly.
Her pulse pounded.
"You're insufferable."
She tried to glare at him.
Failed.
Because her hands were still holding onto him.
And he knew it.
He leaned back up slowly, capturing her lips again — slower this time, deliberate, confident.
When he finally pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against hers, his voice was low and steady.
"Relax! As I told you , no one enters without my permission "
Her heartbeat was so loud she was sure he could hear it.
"You're going to be the death of me," she whispered.
A faint smile curved his lips.
"No," he replied calmly.
"I'm just reminding you who you walked in here for."
And this time—
She didn't argue.
He kissed her belly, she felt goosebumps all over her body.
"He's so shameless, doing such things in his company" she thought blushing as ever.
Daniel didn't care if someone entered or not, all he wanted right now was to have Jade. She really turn him on.
He then went down , she gasped.
"Chute.." he murmured
His mouth licking her clitoris. Jade felt a sensation that she never felt before. Her hand spontaneously went on his head, touching his hairs as she moan.
Daniel continued his work, her back arched, the pleasure she felt was undeniable. Her legs started to tremble.
*"An orgasme"*
Daniel stopped, she thought he was over but he placed her up and stand up her back facing him ,hands on the table, he opened her legs with his and then she felt a pressure into her private part. To and fro movement, gentle first then hard , deep and fast. One hand was grabbing her breast.
She moaned, satisfied, she could feel how she was going to cum again.
Then the both moan at the end.
Still behind her , he murmured.
"Me too, I'm territorial. Very territorial"