CEO's Assistant, Secret Mistress

Sophia Brown stumbled into the room, clutching a bottle of wine.

As she pushed the door open, the bathroom door swung open at the same time.

Michael Johnson emerged, wrapped in a towel, and frowned when he saw Sophia.

Sophia squinted at Michael's face and muttered, "Wow, hotel services have really upped their game. They even provide... escorts now? And they look this handsome?"

Michael heard her clearly and was taken aback that she mistook him for an escort.

"How much for a night?" Sophia asked boldly, emboldened by the thought of her impending arranged marriage.

If she was going to marry a stranger anyway, she might as well have one wild night. And this guy was definitely easy on the eyes.

"You can't afford it," Michael replied darkly, grabbing her arm to throw her out.

But Sophia tilted her head up and whispered, "After tonight, I'm going to get married. Don't you want to sleep with me?"

Her unadorned face and those words were an irresistible temptation.

Michael felt a surge of heat and the next second, he scooped her up.

"You said it. No regret now."

He tossed her onto the soft bed and climbed on top of her.

Sophia didn't hesitate to strip off her clothes.

They quickly became entangled in a passionate embrace.

Sophia lay limp on the bed, while Michael showed no signs of stopping.

Michael flipped her over and thrust into her with force.

Sophia's cheeks flushed, her body slick with sweat, as she endured his relentless pace.

Michael was so powerful, their bodies colliding with intensity, fluids splashing everywhere.

Sophia's breasts bounced with each of Michael's thrusts.

She bit her lip, trying to stay silent, as Michael's movements grew more frenzied.

The tingling sensation coursing through her body made her feel ashamed.

As the alcohol's effect waned, Sophia began to regret her decision.

Sensing her distraction, Michael frowned and thrust harder.

Despite it being their first meeting, Michael seemed to know her body intimately, hitting all her sensitive spots.

Sophia tried to stifle her moans, biting her lip hard.

Michael chuckled behind her.

He continued to move, his hands kneading her breasts, his thrusts deep and precise.

Each thrust hit her sensitive spots, and after dozens of strokes, Sophia's body was a mess.

Sophia clung to Michael's neck, her body tightening around him.

Michael's breath was heavy in her ear, his penis swelling inside her.

He pressed her waist down, quickening his pace.

His thrusts hit her cervix, making Sophia moan uncontrollably.

Sophia trembled, reaching her peak under Michael's intense movements.

She collapsed in his arms, but he showed no signs of stopping.

Michael kept going all night until Sophia passed out from exhaustion.

When she woke up, her body ached all over, the soreness a reminder of the previous night's madness.

"Jerk! No sense of tenderness at all," Sophia cursed inwardly, seeing the bruises Michael had left.

She grabbed her clothes from the foot of the bed and dressed hastily, leaving a credit card on the table.

It could be enough to cover the night.

After all, she was the one who lost out.

Sophia almost forgot she had a job interview today.

She rushed back to her apartment, quickly showered, and dressed.

Thankfully, the marks were on her chest, easily hidden by a high-necked top.

She applied light makeup and sighed at her reflection.

If she didn't get this job, she'd have to go back home.

Checking the time, Sophia grabbed her bag and hurried out.

At the interview site, Sophia was shocked by the long line of applicants.

Was the competition for an assistant position always this fierce?

Everyone was dressed to the nines, in long dresses and perfect makeup.

Sophia looked down at her casual outfit and regretted her choice.

Had she already lost before even starting?

But it made sense. Horizon Corporation was known for its great benefits, attracting countless applicants every year.

If she could get in, she wouldn't have to worry about rent anymore.

One by one, applicants went in and came out, each looking more dejected than the last.

Horizon Corporation's standards were indeed high.

"Sophia, you and a few others, follow me," the HR manager said, clicking her heels as she led them to an office.

Once inside, the HR manager stood aside and asked a series of tricky questions. Everyone else looked puzzled, but Sophia answered smoothly.

Noticing Michael nod slightly, the HR manager announced, "Everyone except Ms. Brown can leave."

Sophia exhaled in relief. She had passed the interview.

As the others left, the door closed softly behind them.

The man who had been facing away from Sophia turned around, and their eyes met. Sophia froze.

Michael smirked, looking her up and down.

"Sophia? Nice to see you again."

At that moment, Sophia wished she could slap herself.

Drinking had made her reckless!

A one-night stand was one thing, but this man was her new boss.

She might have just lost her job. Remembering the card she left behind, Sophia regretted everything.

Forcing a smile, she looked down and explained, "Mr. Johnson, I was drunk last night."

Michael walked up to her, pinning her against the wall.

His breath was hot in her ear, making her want to pull away.

Thinking of the previous night, Sophia's ears turned red.

She stepped back until her back hit the wall, then stood her ground.

"Mr. Johnson, I think I was the one who lost out. Besides, I paid you. You can't..."

Michael chuckled, pulling out a student ID from his pocket and waving it in front of her.

"Since when can a student ID be used as a credit card?"