Chapter 255

• CLOE POV
• A spring in my step and that fucked last night ache between my legs and I was all ready to hit round one of Cloe versus Princess Verity. I’d selected one of my new blouses with care, the lightest teal blue, cute but subtle, professional without being too brash. My hair was up in a messy bun, to show off the tailored lines of my new swanky suit jacket. My pencil skirt hugged my ass, and my heels made a satisfying clack as I walked. Yeah, I felt good. I felt ready for this.
• I had a lovely little flutter in my belly as we arrived at the office. It was gooey and warm and far too squishy, and although I knew it was a potentially dumbass move to get all gushy over a guy who was A. my boss and B. paying me to fuck both him and his boyfriend, I couldn’t help myself.