by Ivy Banks
Billionaire Boss’ Obsession
Royal Vampire Kingdom
Ivy Banks
Copyright © 2019 by Ivy Banks
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictionally. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events, businesses, companies, institutions, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Standing up to the boss never felt so good…
Contents
Royal Vampire Kingdom Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Also By Ivy Banks
About the Author
Royal Vampire Kingdom Prologue
Many eons ago, the first vampire came into existence when a great warrior named Atticus was given the gift of immortality from an almighty warlock. But with the gift of eternal life came great responsibility. As Atticus developed a thirst for blood, he knew he had to leverage his powers wisely.
Over time, immortality became lonely, and Atticus embarked on a quest to form his own family. Choosing his “children” based on strength of character, fortitude and the ability to navigate an ever changing world for millennia upon millennia, Atticus created a clan that would be able to rule over all other vampires, creating order and hierarchy among them.
The Vampire King gave sixteen worthy humans the gift of everlasting life. The chosen soon became the fifteen princes and sole princess of the vampire world. Together they became the Hanover family.
From these original sixteen individuals, all vampires in the world were created. Though vampires now cover the Earth as rampantly as man and beast, the original Hanover clan remains the most powerful among them.
This is the love story of Augustus Hanover.
Chapter 1
Tara sat down at her desk, once again disparaged by her boss, Pamela. Her new job wasn’t what she thought it would be. Working for Hanover Technologies—one of the top tech firms in New York City—seemed like the perfect place for Tara to start her career after graduating from college with honors.
Although she applied for a marketing manager position, she was offered a job as a junior assistant to the firm’s owner, Mr. Augustus Hanover. Although her title sounded somewhat important, it wasn’t. She reported to Mr. Hanover’s executive assistant, Pamela.
The interview process was simple, and completely unexpected. She never met Mr. Hanover or Pamela, but the vice president of human resources hired her on the spot, without asking her any pertinent questions, saying she’d be perfect for the junior assistant job. It was a good thing she never met Pamela ahead of time, because her boss had already proved to be jealous of Tara on multiple occasions.
Tara was twenty-three years old and had graduated college a year early. She modeled throughout college to pay her tuition, but had never thought of that as a long-term career. She was smart and wanted to use her brain to climb her way up the corporate ladder.
Pamela made her regret her decision, and she constantly wished she would have relied on modeling to pay her bills until she landed a marketing position like she originally wanted.
Pamela relentlessly made rude comments to Tara, constantly trying to leverage the power she had over her younger counterpart. “Your shirt is too tight. You aren’t going to get far in this company looking like that,” was but one of her many thoughtful greetings in the morning. Though the criticism Pamela used most often was, “Beauty will only get you so far, Tara. You need to use your brain if you’re ever going to succeed.”
During her first week of employment, Pamela only gave Tara menial tasks, such as getting coffee or making copies. One day, Tara got up the courage to prepare a report on market trends. She gave the presentation to Pamela, hoping that she would pass it along to Mr. Hanover. Tara never received any feedback from Pamela or Mr. Hanover, but suddenly she was being tasked with to-do lists that were well above her pay grade.
Tara happily obliged. She wanted to advance in the company, and she was confident in her ability to prove herself if given the chance.
As she sat at her desk this particular morning, feeling especially underappreciated, she searched through the company’s shared drive for her market trends report. She needed information from the report for a current project.
After searching for documents with her name turned up zero results, she tried one last tactic. Finally, she found the report, but Pamela had put her own name on it. This led Tara to spend the entire morning searching for other projects that Pamela put her name on instead of giving Tara proper credit for the work.
Tara couldn’t believe it. No wonder she wasn’t getting any feedback, Pamela had been taking all of the credit for every single project, document, and presentation that Tara completed. Puffing up her chest in disbelief, Tara continued to open document after document in continued shock.
Finally, she gave up looking, not wanting to fuel her anger, but then saw a spreadsheet named ‘company expenditures’. Being curious, Tara opened the spreadsheet to view its contents. The spreadsheet revealed that Pamela had been charging meals, clothes, and trips to the company. But the most shocking part was that large chunks of money were being transferred to an unknown offshore bank account. If everything added up correctly, Pamela had stolen tens of millions of dollars from Augustus Hanover.
Without thinking, Tara wrote her resignation letter. She didn’t need this drama. She signed the letter and got ready to drop it with the human resources department, but something stopped her. First, she needed to approach Mr. Hanover and let him know what Pamela had done. It was the right thing to do, but it certainly wouldn’t be easy. Since she’d started at the company, Pamela had done her best to keep Tara away from the CEO.
Apparently, he had a reputation of seducing young, beautiful women who worked at the firm, and from rumors she heard around the office, Pamela didn’t want Tara to get any attention from their boss.
If Tara was honest with herself, she wouldn’t mind being seduced by Mr. Hanover. He was tall, fit, young, and radiated sexiness. His voice, his posture, and his demeanor let everyone know he was confident and strong. She had a school girl crush on him, and she could admit it to herself. Well, it was more than a crush. She thought of him frequently while alone in bed at night; the fantasy of his athletic body ravaging hers guided her hand to do very dirty things to herself.
There was a downside to his sexiness though, though Tara rarely acknowledged it in her fantasy world. Even though Augustus was extremely good looking, he was also cold, direct, and never made time for small talk. If you weren’t discussing business, he had no interest in the conversation. Tara tried to talk to him on several occasions, but he always ended the conversations abruptly with barely a glance at her.
However, his aloofness didn’t detract from her lusty thoughts. In her imagination, he was kind, caring, and a stallion in bed.
Building up her courage to approach him with the news of Pamela’s theft, she quickly printed off the incriminating spreadsheet and went to make a copy. With time ticking like a bomb, she waited by the copier praying that Pamela wouldn’t return from her meeting early. With her heart racing, she ripped the copy out of the machine and placed it in an envelope. She returned to her desk, trying to appear as non-suspect as possible.
What will I say to
him? Will he even acknowledge me?
Tara realized she didn’t care if Mr. Hanover acknowledged her or not. She was going to quit regardless of his reaction, so she just had to deliver her information and leave. Besides, she was just trying to help him by exposing what Pamela was doing. The fact that she wanted to get back at Pamela being a backstabbing, intolerable bitch didn’t hurt either.
An excruciating hour later, Mr. Hanover returned to the office and walked by her desk on the way to his executive office.
She boldly extended her hand with the envelope and said, “I think this will interest you.”
For the first time, Augustus made eye contact with Tara. She sucked in a breath from the emotions that took hold of her body. He was even more handsome than she had realized. His brown eyes had a hint of orange that encircled his irises. His skin was soft and smooth, as if it had been airbrushed.
Obviously interested, he smiled deviously and took the envelope from her hand, gently brushing her palm with his fingers. The connection sent a warm sensation that ran up her arm, down her torso, and straight to the center of her sex.
“Why don’t you follow me? Tara, is it?”
“Yes, sir. Tara Jenkinson.”
She followed behind him, almost reaching his office before Pamela came out of nowhere and blocked the way.
“Mr. Hanover, if there is anything you need, I can get it for you. Tara has a lot of work to do, so allow me to handle whatever it is you requested of her.”
“Thank you, Pamela, but I think that Tara is the only one that can help me with this.”
Tara was confused. He hadn’t even opened the envelope. How did he know that Pamela couldn’t help him?
Tara walked past Pamela and the despicable woman scowled. With the confidence that she was quitting, Tara held her middle finger behind her back for Pamela to see as she walked in the CEO’s office.
Chapter 2
Instead of taking a seat behind his desk, Mr. Hanover sat on a smooth, black couch that was in the corner of his office. He patted the area next to him, indicating that Tara should sit down.
Tara obliged. Her panties were wet from simply looking at him, but she sat down as demurely and professionally as she could muster.
“I notice you looking at me,” he said matter-of-factly.
“I’m not sure what you mean Mr. Hanover, but—”
“Tara, please, call me Augustus.”
This was a conversation I didn’t expect. What am I supposed to say to that? Of course I have been looking at him; he’s like a chiseled god!
Before Tara could answer, Augustus placed his hand on her thigh, his fingertips just creeping under the hemline of her skirt. Shocked, Tara didn’t know how to react, but she didn’t want to reprimand him either. Wasn’t this what she wanted?
His hands were cold, a refreshing feeling from how hot she felt. She had been dreaming of Augustus touching her since she first laid eyes on him.
When she didn’t protest, Augustus moved his hand further up her leg and caressed her inner thigh. Tara bit down on her lower lip, not knowing how to respond. She had a few boyfriends in college, but she was still inexperienced in every sense of the word. She had always focused on her homework, figuring there would be time for relationships after she graduated. It wasn’t that she was prude, or holding out for marriage, she had just never met a man that interested her enough to take her away from her books. And when she had been modeling, the advances toward her had been frequent and sleazy, causing her to swear off dating until she was surrounded by a higher caliber of men.
With a bold movement, Tara placed her own hand over his, and moved it up her leg even further until his fingertips brushed the outside of her mound, hidden just beneath the lace of her white thong panties.
Augustus stroked her gently as Tara felt her juices soak the cotton lining of her g-string. He slipped a finger under the thin fabric and inserted a finger into her virgin slit.
“You’re so tight,” said Augustus in a hushed whisper.
“Well, I’ve never… um… nevermind,” answered Tara, not wanting to reveal her secret.
She moved his hand, withdrawing his finger from inside her, and straddled him, bringing her mouth to his. His tongue met hers immediately. It was a forward move, but she didn’t want him to think she wasn’t experienced enough to handle him.
His lips were soft, but his kiss was powerful. In the heat of the moment, her tongue brushed against his teeth and she felt something sharp, but her attention was quickly diverted by his adventurous hands. Passionately, he moved his hands around to her round, firm buttocks and lifted her dress. His strong hands caressing her bare skin set off flames in her body.
Pulling back from the kiss, Tara slowly unbuttoned his shirt. Her mind raced with desire and bewilderment. She had no idea what to do, but she was faking it the best she could. As his shirt parted, Tara traced her finger along the lines of his defined muscles. His entire body felt cool to the touch, which made her wonder if she was doing something wrong.
“What would you like me to do?” she asked.
“Just keep doing what you’re doing,” he said, giving her a devilishly seductive look.
Tara grinned at his response. She leaned her head in and brushed her tongue against his neck, followed by gentle nips with her teeth.
“I’m usually the one doing the biting,” Augustus replied, a little cheekily. “I could get used to this.”
Tara thought it was an unusual statement, but continued to brush her tongue against his soft, perfect skin.
Reaching her hand down to his waist, she ran a manicured finger under the hem of his pants before unbuttoning them and pulling the zipper down to reveal his waiting erection. Tara wasn’t one-hundred percent sure what her next move was supposed to be, so she did what felt natural, stroking him to the same rhythm that she liked when masturbating.
A low groan passed over his lips before he lifted her up. He easily maneuvered out of his pants before carrying her to his desk. With a quick sweep of his hand, everything on the side of his desk landed on the floor. He laid her down on the hard mahogany with her hips at the edge. He sat in his chair, and pulled down her panties.
Her body went rigid, wondering what he thought when her sex was in full view. She had never been so exposed.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, as if reading her thoughts.
His words sent a shiver up her spine. Augustus’ hand slipped between her legs, brushing his thumb across her clit, then massaged her in gentle, circular strokes, sending waves of ecstasy through her body. She leaned back, and he inserted a finger into her core before he leaned in and tantalized her pink bud with his tongue.
It was soft and wet and her chest felt on the verge of exploding. She pushed him back and sat up, not wanting to orgasm before he was inside of her. This was the time, she knew it. She moved from the desk onto this lap, and spreading her legs wide to once again straddle him. She wrapped her arms around his neck to steady herself and pressed her body against his. Her hips instinctively ground against his groin. As the tip of his cock glided across her clit, she gasped. This was the closest she had ever been to a man, and her overstimulated crotch dripped with the contact. His erection throbbed as she continued to press against him, closing the small gap between them with her soft, heated flesh.
Pulling her down and closer to him, August guided her hips as they kissed passionately, grinding up against each other. He moved her slippery crotch back and forth over his engorged member. Every time the tip got close to her opening she wondered if it was about to slip in. The idea terrified her, and yet she craved it with every molecule in her body.
“Be gentle,” she warned with a whisper. “This is my first time.”
His eyes widened. “You’re untouched?” His eyes scanned her body with a newfound exhilaration. “I’m shocked, but just as equally, I’m honored. Are you sure you want this?”
“Yes, oh, yes,” Tara begged, as she whipped her head back showing th
at she was more eager than afraid.
“It will hurt,” he said. “But only briefly. The pain will turn into the most intense pleasure you’ve ever experienced.”
Biting down on her lip, she sighed with anticipation as she guided him into her. His size was much larger than her tiny hole would allow, so she bounced on him with small hesitant bobs until the head broke through causing her to gasp in shock. Just like he said, the initial sensation was a piercing pain.
She wanted to cry, but then before she could make sense of what was happening, his mouth was enveloping her nipple, sending a signal from her breast to her reluctant hole to allow entry. With each slow movement sliding up and down on his cock, the pain lessened and the nerves inside her sex began reacting to each intense thrust.
Her tight essence hugged his manhood, and she felt alive as her hips dipped in a rhythmic motion. Their bodies worked in sync like they were moving together to the same song. He grabbed her hips and cupped his hands around her bare ass, guiding her while she continued to pleasure him. With each thrust, his length hit deeper within her. His pelvis ground against her clitoris just right, pushing her closer and closer to climaxing as she rode him.
“Oh, fuck, Tara!” he screamed as she felt him throb from within.
The filling sensation brought her to orgasm causing her core to shudder around his erection. He climaxed at the same time, his fluid spilling out of her entrance and running down her thigh. Being an inexperienced virgin, she didn’t expect that to happen. In her naivety, she figured her body would absorb his seed. Instead of it being a turnoff, it intrigued her. She wanted to know how his semen tasted mixed with her own nectar. With her index finger, she wiped some of the their juices off her leg and placed her finger on her tongue.
