My Online Boyfriend Turned Out to Be My Billionaire Boss Chapter 08

My Online Boyfriend Turned Out to Be My Billionaire Boss Chapter 08

My heart pounded wildly for a long time, and I couldn’t calm 

down. 

Although I was very hungry for his body, wasn’t this moving a little too fast? 

God. 

Who could teach me how to accept this blessing from the heavens? 

My head lowered all the way to my collarbone. I wanted to dig a hole and bury myself. 

“Doesn’t baby want to see abs?” 

The saucy talk came one wave after another. He teased me until my whole body burned and I felt completely useless. 

Where had all my boldness from our chats gone? 

“Do you want to?” 

That low, raspy voice pierced my last psychological defense. 

“I do.” 

I was going to get some. 

I was risking it all. 

“Good. Baby has to keep your promise too. No lying.” 

OMG. 

Now it was my turn to get a nosebleed. 

When the check came, I stood up and insisted on paying no 

matter what. 

Zachary smiled especially happily. Before we even reached the garage, he sent me two Venmos. 

I didn’t hesitate. 

Now he was my officially verified dear hubby, approved by Lily 

herself. 

I accepted the money with peace of mind and would spend it with confidence. 

The whole way, my mind was full of suggestive scenery. 

Only after I got into that Maybach SL680 did I slightly come back to myself and secretly look around. 

My body was wrapped in the touch of fine leather. 

It felt amazing. 

Amy said there were three Maybachs in the company’s underground garage. One of them, the G650, was the coolest and flashiest. She had seen it once during team building. 

“Is this temperature okay?” 

Zachary reached out and lowered the air conditioning by three degrees. 

I smiled and nodded, while inside, my emotions churned like a 

storm. 

What use were three degrees? 

Even if he set it to zero, it wouldn’t cool the heat inside me. 

After two traffic lights, the car turned toward Park Avenue. 

This area belonged to the Upper East Side, one of New York’s old–money neighborhoods. 

My family used to live in an old–money area too. Later, after relocating, we switched to two smaller homes. 

One of them was the two–bedroom apartment I lived in now. 

“Baby, we’re here.” 

His dangerously charming voice interrupted my wandering thoughts. 

The mansion in front of me was worth nearly five million dollars, located in one of New York’s most expensive developments. 

I never thought I would get to broaden my horizons here one day. 

“Baby, I have eight properties in New York. When the time comes, you can choose one as our marital home.” 

Was he proposing to me? 

Zachary held me in his arms. The faint scent of cedarwood rushed into my nose, making me dizzy and directionless. 

After we entered, I didn’t even have time to take off my shoes before a strong hand gripped the back of my head and pressed me against the corner wall. 

The attack was fierce. 

My brain crashed again and again. Even by dawn, it had not successfully rebooted. 

That night, he was not polite to me at all. He turned into an octopus, wrapped himself around my waist, and fulfilled every promise I had made before. 

I did not fall behind either. 

Abs really did feel good. 

The man was delicious. 

Breakfast was made by Zachary. 

He knew I didn’t like white people food, so he specially 

steamed bagels and custard buns for me. 

It was the weekend for the next two days, and the two of us 

stuck together twenty–four hours a day. 

He took me out to eat five meals a day and brought me to many fine dining places I normally wouldn’t dare step into. 

Later, when he saw my wrist was bare and that I always 

checked the time on my phone, he bought me a Cartier Ballon 

Bleu WJ women’s watch. 

My current setup was already very high–end. If I added a watch worth nearly ten thousand dollars, it felt a little strange. 

Besides, I didn’t usually like wearing watches. I was used to 

checking my phone. 

But Zachary insisted. 

In his view, whether I liked it or not, whether I wore it or not, I 

should have everything I ought to have. 

I glanced at the king of watches on his wrist, a Patek Philippe 

worth over a million, and felt that buying me a 

ten–thousand–dollar Cartier already counted as him 

considering my feelings. 

So I made peace with it. 

On Monday, I didn’t ride in his car. I still took the subway to 

work. 

The Cartier stayed quietly at home. 

Helen’s situation had sounded an alarm for me. 

I was currently just a rookie entering the workplace. Living 

each day steadily mattered more than anything. 

Ever since I confirmed my relationship with the big boss, I became extremely cautious at work, afraid someone would 

notice a clue. 

But Zachary’s heart was huge. He didn’t understand the concept of low profile at all. 

[Baby, come to my office for lunch. I bought your favorite dim sum shrimp dumplings.] 

[No. Eat by yourself.] 

[Baby, do you have any documents that need my signature?] 

[No.] 

[Baby, I bought afternoon tea. Your favorite tiramisu. Come quickly.] 

[Give it to me after work.] 

After being rejected countless times, someone finally exploded in grievance. 

“Lily, come here for a moment.” 

Mr. Johnson suddenly called me over. 

“Mentor, you needed me?” 

Maybe my expression looked a little nervous, because Mr. Johnson handed me a form, smiled, and patted my shoulder. 

“Don’t be nervous. It’s good news. Mr. Taylor from the 

Executive Office just got married and is taking PTO back to 

back. He won’t be back until the end of next month. Mr. Locke 

wants to pick someone from HR to fill in, and I recommended 

you. Make good use of the opportunity.” 

What? 

He wanted me to replace Mr. Taylor in the Executive Office? 

“But I don’t know how.” 

Was this madness? 

He wanted an HR employee to work as a secretary? 

And the Executive Office had three secretaries. Even without 

Taylor, there was still Mr. Yang and Mr. Wang. 

“You can learn slowly. This is such a good opportunity. Plenty of people would beg for it and never get it. And it’s not like you’re not coming back. Lily, once you go over there, you represent HR’s reputation. Be more careful and ask questions whenever you need to. Understand?” 

Mr. Johnson guided me patiently, his face glowing, as if this were a huge blessing. 

“I understand. I’ll bring honor to HR.” 

My temples throbbed uncontrollably. 

When I returned to my seat, I picked up my phone and 

bombarded him. 

[Baby, you finally replied to me.] 

[Zachary, you really are something.] 

My teeth clenched until they nearly cracked. 

Everyone knew the hardest–working department in the entire company was the Executive Office. 

That dog of a man didn’t let me rest at night, and now he wanted to cling to me during the day too? 

Did he think I was Iron Woman? 

But very soon, I stopped thinking that way. 

[Baby, come here and get some proper training. When Taylor comes back, I’ll have HR make you permanent early. Not only will you get your full salary, but you’ll also get a ten percent raise. Your department’s Ms. Taylor is moving to Australia with her whole family next year. When that happens, I’ll put you in her position. Within three years, I’ll make you a boss.] 

A boss? 

I shot up from my chair, then pretended to smooth my skirt and sat back down. 

The HR boss was Department Head Lincoln. He was Zachary’s close friend, and there was no way he would be demoted. 

That position was too high. It was absolutely impossible to climb there in three years, even with connections. 

So the “boss” he meant could only be the HR Manager position that had been vacant in our department for ages. 

But right now, I only wanted a raise. 

My eyes swept behind me. 

Ms. Taylor was a senior HR specialist in our department. Her salary was at least double mine. 

That meant next year, I could be making nearly fifty thousand dollars in base pay? 

Nice. 

Before I left, Amy hugged me with eyes full of reluctance. 

“Don’t forget me when you’re rich. When you make it, 

remember to pull your sister up too.” 

“It’s not like I’m not coming back. Come on, we’re us. As long as I have meat to eat, you’ll definitely get some too.” 

“Lily, us too.” 

The other seniors in the office started joining in. 

Most of it was joking, because none of them could possibly have imagined that three years later, HR would stand at the 

top of the pyramid and become the one department no one in the entire company dared offend.