Love With My Billionaire Boss

Master Henry

"Boss, the girls are ready." Milan bowed and reported. They were in a spacious lounge, in the bar which he owned. The person addressed as boss nodded and said in a cold voice, "Leave..." A simple word was enough to send chills down Milan's back. He calmly bowed and left the room. He was already used to it. Three ladies came into the room at that moment. Dressed in sexy lingeries, they displayed their assets confidently. Excitement was plastered on their faces. They had been chosen to pleasure Master Henry for the night. They shrieked when they saw his cool demeanor, "Master Henry!!! You look so cool!" They drooled as they swayed over to where Boss Henry was sitting. He took a long drag from his pipe, and exhaled slowly, as his eyes roamed over their almost nude body. "Come over." Henry tilted his index finger and beckoned at one of them. She happily waltzed over to him with a seductive smile plastered on her face. "Do you value your life?" He questioned coldly. As the lady stared at him, she suddenly thought he didn't look cool anymore. At that moment, he looked like the devil himself. Danger oozed from his being as his eyes darkened. The other girls were expecting to see a red-faced girl return back to them. But, seeing the frightened look on her face, their chatter and shrieks died down. She returned back to them and whispered, "He's scary." They gulped nervously, and avoided his gaze. "Are you guys afraid now?" They darted back in fright when they heard a voice which sounded like Armageddon.

"No...no. Of course not, Master Henry. We are awed by you. Afraid, that's ridiculous, Master Henry." They smiled nervously. Originally, he was seated on a wide chair with two arm rest, smoking away at his pipe. Hearing their words, he stood to his full heights and approached them. With eyes as wide as saucers, they dragged their feets back simultaneously until they felt the cold smooth wall, behind their back. "Ma...master Henry." The blonde amongst them stuttered. He smirked, "I'm I," He pointed at himself, "Ridiculous?" "Noo... We never said that. We are so... sorry, Master Henry." They bowed and remained in that position. "Hah... Sorry? Is that a word?" Scrunching up his nose, he spanked the blonde lady's bare back. She stifled her moan. They had to pacify him before delving into pleasurable moments. "Well well, three of you just ruined my mood. How do I punish you all?" His voice was laced with menace as he asked. They stiffened. Who was the person talking? Master Henry! The one who never let his offenders go scot-free! "Why are you all waiting for?! Strip!" He ordered in a loud voice. They jerked in fright, as their minds went blank for a moment. Their hands flew at a fast pace, undressing them in seconds. "Now that's much better. You," He pointed at an olive skinned one with platinum wavy hair. "Me?" She pointed at herself with a fawning smile. "Yes... You." Master Henry growled. The smile wiped off her face as she approached him nervously. Her steps was cautious. Dipping her gaze, she bowed,

"Master Henry." "Pleasure me." He commanded. She smiled at the order. That was her job... Pleasuring men. She bit her lower lip seductively, and slowly knelt on the floor. Her hands played around his belt region, and he groaned, "If you value your life, don't play around!" He barked. "Y...yes Master Henry." Nodding like a lizard, she hurriedly unbuckled his belt. The other ladies watched the spectacle in front of them nervously. Their hearts was filled with regrets. This wasn't what they had been expecting... But... What had they been expecting? They didn't know. They had no idea. Who told them to acquiesce to Milan's request? ............ Master Henry was a household name in Country B. Cold and ruthless, he was rumored to have connections with the underworld. No one knew where he had come from... Few years ago, he had appeared in Country B. He was nobody then, but slowly, he had made a name for himself. With his own abilities, he had proven himself. Master Henry owned a large bar which was frequented by many wealthy residents in Country B. However, he was feared by many people. Why? That was because he was unpredictable. His rivals had tried to find his weakness, but they couldn't. They just couldn't find something which would bring him from his highly revered position. He didn't have a wife, not a girlfriend. Traces of his origin couldn't be found, no matter how they tried. How could they deal with someone like that? =================== In a dimly lit room, Master sat calmly on his king-sized bed. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

He had just returned from his bar, after an intense sex with those ladies. The pitter patter sounds from the raindrops against his window distracted him for a minute. He got up, and walked over to the window. It was raining. The thunder crack sounded loudly at that moment. "Hah, fucking nature." He made his way into his bathroom to take a quick bath and retire for the night. His bathroom was large with multiple showerheads that could be turned in any direction. The bathroom floor glistened. Everything in the bathroom was spick and span. Master Henry was neat freak... He turned on the faucets of all the showerheads, and stood in the middle of the bathroom. That was a weird habit of his... Bathing with multiple showerheads at once. Water dripped down his finely toned body, as he walked out of the bathroom. His upper body was bare with only a white towel wrapped around his waist. His V line was visible. Looking at his body, one would see why he was the dream guy of all ladies in Country B. He was fucking handsome! His biceps and six packs abs oozed with manliness. He was about to turn off the lights, when a low grumble from his stomach made him freeze. The heck?! Was his stomach expecting him to go downstairs, and prepare dinner for himself by that time of the night? Great... Just great. Sighing, he dragged himself downstairs. Who could have thought that the highly respected Master Henry was a glutton?