Chapter 280
After I put my dick inside her pussy.
It was difficult to dip further at first; her pussy was full of wrinkles and shrank the room for my dick out.
As I tried to withdraw it and thrust harder, his pussy convulsed suddenly; clamping my dick made its move difficult.
Lillian cried out in pain, her face instantly turned pale. "It hurts so much!"
I dare not move my dick anymore, only tried to kiss her.
Lillian clutched the blanket tightly. "John, just pull out your dick."
I felt helpless at this moment; I couldn't just stop doing it before I reached my climax.
"Why are you still fucking me!"
"I will never believe what they say again, you said it won't hurt!"
"Fine, just don't be anxious, enjoy it!"
After saying this, I kept moving forth and back more.
Lillian kept gasping for air, then hummed. "John, you jerk!"
"Do you really can't feel things? You want me to stop fuck you?"
"You!"
Lillian's face changed drastically, and she murmured. "Just be gentle."
Then she slowly relaxed her body and started to groan.
And several rounds of intense intercrossing, I finished cum on her face.
After rinsing off, I sent a message to Mia, asking her to come pick me up by car.
After getting dressed, I opened the door, and the door on the other side opened at the same time.
Ruby emerged from her room, her cheeks flushing pink as she saw me. "Good morning, Ruby," I greeted with a smile.
"Good morning," she replied softly.
We walked together towards the dining room, where a lavish breakfast awaited us. Mia arrived just as we finished, which was perfect timing, as always. After bidding farewell to Ruby and Lillian, I hopped into Mia's car and headed towards Skyliho Group.
"You can head back to the company. I'll message you if I need anything," I told Mia.
"Yes, John," she replied with a nod.
Monday morning. The day I was to start working upstairs. As I stepped into the marketing department, my eyes landed on Lily. Even with makeup, the exhaustion etched on her face was evident. A pang of sympathy resonated within me, but it was quickly replaced by a wave of indifference.
She noticed me too, a flicker of joy momentarily brightening her features. She started to rise from her chair, as if to greet me, but then hesitated. Her hand, raised in a half-hearted wave, fell back to her side. I saw her bite her lip, her gaze dropping to the floor as I walked past without a word.
Back at my desk, I began gathering my things.
"Leaving already, John?" Paul asked, stopping by my desk.
"Just transferring departments, changing positions," I replied.
Paul let out a sigh of relief. "Thought you were joining Mia. You know, she's a vice president at a smaller company now."
I forced a smile, my heart heavy. "Good for her."
"So, which department are you headed to?" he asked, curiosity piqued.
"The General Manager's Office. Director's Assistant."
"What?!" Paul's jaw dropped. "The General Manager's Office? And as the Director's Assistant? No way!"
"Believe it or not, it's true. You'll see during the induction later," I said with a grin.
He stared at me for a moment, letting the news sink in. Finally, a wide grin spread across his face. "John, you sly dog! You're practically the general manager now!"
The General Manager's Office. Director's Assistant. A title whispered with envy, often mistaken for the general manager himself.
"You'll have to look out for me now," Paul joked, clapping me on the shoulder.
I wasn't sure if this new position was a blessing or a curse.
Our conversation attracted the attention of our colleagues. Soon, I was surrounded, everyone eager to confirm the rumors of my transfer. Congratulations poured in from all directions.
Even those who had previously treated me with disdain were suddenly eager to mend bridges. "John, I apologize for any trouble I caused. Let's grab drinks after work, my treat. Consider it a peace offering and a toast to your promotion!"
Their sudden change in attitude struck me as both ironic and tragically predictable. When you're powerless, everyone's eager to step on you. But the moment you gain a position of influence, respect – or at least the pretense of it – flows freely.
Lily watched these interactions unfold, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and longing. Several times, she seemed on the verge of approaching me, but each time, she stopped short, her unspoken words lingering in the air. I could see the tears welling up in her eyes, the hurt evident in her demeanor.
Just then, the head of HR approached. "John," she announced, her voice echoing through the now hushed department, "effective immediately, you are transferred to the General Manager's Office as the Director's Assistant. Your office is located next to the Chairman's office."
Silence descended upon the room. Philip Black and Brandon, in particular, seemed to shrink under the weight of the announcement, fear flickering in their eyes. Nicole Cooper stared in disbelief, her face pale.
The head of HR, a woman in her thirties known for her striking features, form-fitting black dress, and scarlet heels, approached me. Her reputation within the company was…colorful, to say the least. Rumor had it that she'd had relationships with half the male management.
"Congratulations, John," she purred, her voice dripping with a suggestive sweetness that sent shivers down my spine. "We'll be seeing a lot more of each other now. I'm sure you'll be a great asset to our team."
She winked, her gaze lingering on me for a beat too long. Before today, she wouldn't have spared me a second glance. Now, here she was, practically throwing herself at me.
I nodded curtly, picking up my box of belongings. As I passed Lily's desk, I paused. Despite my resolve to cut ties, I couldn't bring myself to leave without a proper goodbye.
"Ms. Wilson," I said, my voice betraying a hint of the turmoil within me, "thank you for your guidance over the past year. I wish you all the best."
Tears spilled over, her body trembling as she gripped the edge of her desk. "John," she choked out, her voice barely a whisper, "are you…are you leaving me?"
My heart ached at her words, but I couldn't bear to meet her gaze. "I'm moving on, Lily. It's for the best."
Without another word, I turned and walked away, my heart pounding in my chest.
As I reached the door, I nearly collided with Jenny. She seemed as aloof and proud as ever. The unexpected encounter sent a wave of awkwardness through me.
"Miss Smith," I greeted her, my voice strained.
She glanced at me, her expression unreadable. "My office. Now."
I frowned. "Director, I have to—"
"I'm aware of your transfer," she cut me off, her tone brooking no argument. "Come."
Hesitantly, I followed her, my mind racing.
"Close the door," she instructed as she entered her office.
The door clicked shut behind me, trapping us in a suddenly suffocating silence.
Jenny turned to face me, her eyes narrowed. "John," she said, her voice dangerously low, "you sure you want to keep pushing your luck?"
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