Devilish secretary - Chapter 178

Chapter 178: Chapter 178 Playing with fire (1) Chapter 178: Chapter 178 Playing with fire (1) Alexander’s lips curled…just slightly.

“And I don’t tolerate unprofessional behavior here.” His voice was deep, smooth, but there was something else in it, something dangerous, like he was testing her, waiting to see how she’d react.

Lilith blinked slowly, unfazed.

Her lips parted, but instead of protesting, she let out a soft, deliberate sigh.

“Of course, sir.” She placed her hands neatly behind her back, standing perfectly straight, her expression betraying nothing.

But inside?

She was already planning her next move.

Because if he wanted to play, she would make sure he didn’t win so easily.

Alexander let out a deep chuckle, the sound low and rich, the kind that sent a slow shiver down the spine.

“Miss Lilith, you’re on the verge of getting fired.” His voice was smooth, but his eyes held something else…something sharp, something teasing, something dangerous.

The way he looked at her, with that deep, knowing smile, sent a silent message.

He was enjoying this.

Lilith didn’t flinch, didn’t waver.

Instead, she held his gaze with the same calmness, her lips curving into the faintest smile.

“Then fire me, sir.” Silence.

A flicker of something flashed in his eyes-surprise?

Amusement?

His smile didn’t fade, but his fingers tapped lightly against the desk as he watched her, as if she were a puzzle he hadn’t quite figured out yet.

Lilith tilted her head slightly, feigning innocence.

“Or… is that just a threat, sir?” Alexander leaned forward, elbows resting on the desk, his dark eyes locked onto hers.

“You enjoy testing my patience, don’t you?” Lilith simply smiled.

“I enjoy winning.” His smirk deepened, his gaze darkening in challenge.

Oh, this was getting interesting.

“Anyway, sir!

If you fire me, I won’t have a choice but to become an actress to survive and pay my bills.” Lilith sighed dramatically, pretending to be sad, her fingers tapping her chin as if she were deep in thought.

“Maybe I should take on female lead roles… create some fiery on-screen chemistry with famous male actors…” She had barely finished her sentence when- Strong hands grabbed her wrist, and in an instant, she was pulled onto his lap.

A soft gasp escaped her lips, but before she could react, she felt the undeniable heat of his body against hers.

His grip was firm, possessive, leaving no room for protest.

Alexander’s jaw was clenched, his dark eyes locked onto her with an intensity that made her breath hitch.

There was no amusement in his gaze now.

Only something darker.

“You’re testing my patience, Lilith.” His voice was low, controlled, but the way his fingers curled against her waist told a different story.

Lilith tilted her head, feigning innocence, but her heart was pounding just a little faster now.

Oh.

He took the bait.

She smirked, resting her hand lightly against his chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breath.

“Sir, this isn’t very professional of you.” Alexander’s eyes darkened even more, his fingers tightening their hold.

“And you think talking about other men in front of me is?” Lilith blinked, her smirk widening.

So he was jealous.

Interesting.

Alexander’s grip tightened as his hand slid to her throat, pushing her back onto the desk.

Papers scattered beneath her as the cool surface met her skin, but that was the least of her concerns.

His eyes were dark, filled with something possessive, something dangerous.

One hand gripped her throat-not to hurt, but to remind her who had control€“while the other tangled in her hair, pulling just enough to make her shiver.

Lilith’s breath hitched, her heart pounding against her ribs.

He wasn’t just angry.

He was staking his claim.

His jaw clenched, his voice deep, almost a growl.

“Think about other men, and I’ll make sure you can’t walk for a week.” His thumb stroked against her pulse, feeling it race beneath his touch.

His gaze flickered down to her parted lips before dropping lower, heat flashing through his expression.

“I’ll show you exactly who you belong to.” Before she could respond, his hand at her throat was replaced by his lips.

Soft at first..a contrast to his rough grip but quickly turning possessive.

He trailed slow, lingering kisses along her skin, his breath hot, his lips firm, as if he were marking her with every touch.

Lilith’s fingers curled against the desk, her body betraying her as a sharp thrill rushed through her veins.

Oh.

He was serious.

And damn it, she was enjoying this game far too much.

Knock, knock.

The sudden knock at the door sent a jolt of awareness through the air.

Alexander’s lips curved upward in a slow, wicked smile.

He leaned down, his breath brushing against Lilith’s ear.

“Lili, hide under the desk,” he whispered, his voice a dark command filed with amusement.

A rush of thrill shot through her veins at his words.

Without hesitation, she slid beneath his large L-shaped desk, pressing herself against the shadows.

Alexander straightened just as his cold, deep voice rang out.

“Come in.” The door swung open, and Assistant Quinn entered, holding a tablet and a stack of documents.

Completely unaware of the situation, he began speaking.

“Sir, these are some important documents related to the recent funds you requested…” Quinn’s voice was steady, professional, as he placed the files on the desk.

Alexander nodded, taking the documents with his usual calm, unreadable expression.

“And these need your signature,” Quinn continued.

“They’ve been pending due to what happened.” Alexander’s fingers gripped the pen, his expression unbothered, cold, perfectly composed.

But under the desk, Lilith narrowed her eyes.

Why exactly did she need to hide?

Her lips curled as an idea formed.

Fine.

If he wanted to play, she’d play too.

Her gaze dropped to his legs-long, powerful, stretched out under the desk as if he owned the world.

She reached out and wrapped her hands around his ankle.

Alexander’s body tensed immediately.

His grip on the pen tightened ever so slightly, but his expression remained indifferent, betraying nothing.

Lilith smirked.

Slowly, she ran her fingers up his calf, her touch featherlight, teasing.

Alexander inhaled sharply through his nose, his jaw locking as he fought the urge to react.

Quinn continued speaking, oblivious.

“Sir, regarding the quarterly budget allocations-” Lilith’s fingers moved higher.

Alexander’s grip on the pen almost snapped.