The Billionaire’s Seduction

Chapter 6: 6 – Exposed


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The man continued to stare at her with piercing blue eyes, making Olivia feel uncomfortable and exposed. She looked away, trying to avoid his gaze.

"Liar," the man finally said, his grip on Olivia's hand tightening. "Are you old enough to even be pounded?"

Olivia gasped at the man's crude words, but she knew what he was asking. She nodded, letting her hair fall forward to cover some of her face. She hoped it would hide the shock and fear she was feeling.

Olivia tried to remain composed, but she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she was in a dangerous situation, and she had to be careful not to give away any more information. She didn't want to give the man any reason to doubt her age or her intentions.

As the man continued to scrutinize her, Olivia prayed that he would believe her and let her go. She didn't want to be in this situation any longer than she had to be. She just wanted to get out of there and return to the safety of her home.

Olivia looked at him, her eyes wide with fear and embarrassment. She knew he wanted her to say it, to admit the truth, but she was terrified of what would happen if she did.

"Say it, Olivia," he repeated, his voice low and menacing.

Olivia swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt his finger stroke her wrist, and she couldn't help but flinch at the touch.

"Yes, I'm old enough," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"All of it," he demanded, his eyes boring into hers.

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Olivia took a deep breath and tried to steady her nerves. She looked at his face, trying to read his expression, but it was impossible. His eyes were intense, and she couldn't tell if the anger she saw there was because she had lied to him or if it was something else.

"I'm old enough to be pounded," she whispered, feeling her face flame with embarrassment.

She waited for his reaction, bracing herself for whatever came next.

Olivia stumbled away from Mr. McCarthy as he let go of her wrist. She stumbled backwards, and the chair behind her caught her and kept her from falling. She sat down in it, landing harder than she intended.

Mr. McCarthy stood up, coming around his desk like a predator stalking its prey. He stopped when he reached the other side of the room and leaned against the glass, staring down at Olivia. She sat up straighter and tried to fix her skirt, which had bunched up a little during her fall.

Olivia couldn't believe the words that had just come out of her mouth, and she also couldn't believe how handsome Mr. McCarthy was. His midnight-black hair looked like he had been running his fingers through it, and it was a little long on the top, as if he hadn't had time to get a trim. He looked like a man who was too busy to take care of himself.

Olivia looks at the man across from her, taking in his appearance. She notices the way his shirt is unbuttoned and the lack of a tie. His custom suit fits him perfectly, and she can tell he takes care in his appearance.

Despite feeling out of her depth, Olivia knows she can't back down now. She's already lied to get to this point, and she doesn't have much to lose. She tries to act like she belongs in this setting, even though she knows it's not true.

She sits up straighter and sees the man's eyes move down to her legs. She knows he's appraising her, but she tries not to let it faze her. She's determined to hold her own in this situation, no matter how uncomfortable it might be.

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