The Boss You Need: CEO Discovers Employees Fucking in His Elevator

"The ghost says: CEO finds three platinum magnum XL wrappers in his supposedly out-of-commission service elevator. Decides to find out who's bold enough to fuck in his building without permission. Installs hidden cameras. The footage leads to blackmail, corporate espionage, and a multi-layered chess match involving his head of legal, a double-agent marketing director, and his security chief who submits beautifully in private."

What Happens

Book 1: Soren Kessler owns Razor's Edge—tech company, high-rise building, hundreds of employees. One morning, maintenance finds condom wrappers in the service elevator. Soren's immediate thought: someone's fucking in his building without his knowledge or approval.

He calls an all-hands meeting. Holds up the wrappers. Makes clear: "This is my building. Nothing happens in it without my knowledge or approval."

No one confesses. Soren assigns Spencer (his security chief and after-hours submissive) to investigate. They pull surveillance footage. Identify two people slipping into the elevator: Ethan Wright (head of legal) and Chriselle (new marketing director from their biggest competitor).

Soren installs hidden camera in the elevator. Watches them fuck during lunch breaks. Ten minutes, efficient, skilled. They've done this many times.

Then it gets complicated:

Spencer clones their phones. Discovers they're being blackmailed—$5,000/month each to keep the videos quiet. Someone caught them weeks ago. They're paying to protect their careers and Ethan's marriage.

That night, someone breaches Soren's server room using Ethan's credentials. They install a data siphon targeting Singapore acquisition files—borderline illegal deal that could destroy Soren's company if exposed.

Soren interrogates Ethan. Learns Chriselle specifically targeted him for sex and information. Ethan's been pillow-talking about the Singapore deal without realizing he's being played.

Then Soren interrogates Chriselle. She doesn't deny it. Laughs. Admits she was sent by their competitor to seduce information out of Ethan. But: she claims she's not the blackmailer. She wants to switch sides—work for Soren instead of against him. Hands him a USB drive with everything she's collected plus her former employer's counter-strategy.

Plot twist: The server breach wasn't Chriselle. Someone else is using Ethan and Chriselle's affair as cover for a bigger operation. Head of IT has been selling server access for months.

Book 2: New game. Soren's at the Hampton Classic golf club. Watches Connor Evans (28, MBA, turned down Google to become a golf instructor) giving lessons. Connor's teaching style involves a lot of physical contact—standing behind wealthy clients, hands on their bodies, breathing on their necks, creating intimate proximity.

Cross (billionaire) is taking lessons. Getting seduced without realizing it. Connor's touches linger. Cross is sweating, aroused, desperate.

Soren watches through binoculars from the clubhouse. Recognizes what's happening: Connor's a natural submissive who doesn't know it yet. He gets turned on by making powerful men surrender control within "professional" boundaries.

Cross invites Connor to his yacht for "private instruction." Connor's tempted. About to say yes.

Soren intervenes. Walks onto the tee. Shakes Connor's hand—holds contact longer than professional. Connor calls him "sir" without thinking. His body responds before his brain catches up.

Power competition between Soren and Cross for Connor's submission begins.

The Voice

Opening lines that set the tone:

Book 1, Chapter 2:

"I love watching people when they think no one's looking. When the masks slip. When they forget they're being observed."

Book 2, Chapter 2:

"There's something fucking beautiful about watching a man discover he's been lying to himself about what makes his cock hard."

Soren's observations:

"I'm wearing my power suit today—charcoal Tom Ford, blood-red tie, platinum cufflinks that cost more than most of my employees' monthly rent. My armor for the hunt."

"At precisely 9:00, I stride through the double doors. The room falls silent instantly—one of the perks of being feared."

"I don't particularly care what you do with your genitals or who you do it with. I do, however, care about where you do it."

Explicit content:

Soren watching Ethan and Chriselle on hidden camera:

"Chriselle unzips Ethan's pants, dropping to her knees. The camera angle gives me a perfect view of her technique, and I have to admit—she's skilled, the way she slobbers all over it like a giant slut, while pumping it steadily."

"Ethan produces a condom—platinum magnum XL, of course—and sheaths himself with practiced efficiency. Then he's inside her, both of them biting back sounds that would echo in the confined space."

Spencer in Soren's penthouse:

"He's taller than me by two inches, broader in the shoulders, with hands that could easily crush my windpipe. Yet we both know who's in control here."

"He sinks down in one fluid motion, hands relaxed at his sides, eyes forward. The position of submission comes naturally to him, though few would ever suspect it."

"His mouth opens, taking me in with practiced ease. Hot, wet suction envelops me as he works his way down, taking me to the root. No gag reflex—one of his many talents."

Power dynamics:

"This is why I keep him around. Always one step ahead."

"For a moment, we stand locked in this position—my hand at his throat, his pulse beating against my fingertips. In another life, in another time, I'd push him down to his knees right here."

"In bed, he yields to my every demand. In the field, he's a strategic mastermind."

The Elevator Scene

Chapter 2. Soren and Spencer are in Soren's office watching the hidden camera feed:

"I watch, transfixed, as they devour each other. It's raw, animalistic—none of the awkward fumbling you might expect from a workplace hook-up. These two know exactly what they're doing."

Chriselle drops to her knees. Takes Ethan's cock in her mouth. The camera captures everything.

"'Fuck,' Spencer mutters, forgetting himself."

"I don't reprimand him. I'm too captivated by the scene unfolding on my screen."

Ethan fucks Chriselle against the elevator wall. They finish in under ten minutes.

"They separate, quickly putting themselves back together. Ethan disposes of the condom by wrapping it in a tissue and placing it in his pocket—smart man, not leaving evidence this time."

Later that night, Soren invites Spencer to his penthouse. They were interrupted earlier by the server breach. Now they're back.

"I shower quickly, efficiently, then dress in today's armor—navy Tom Ford, white shirt, silver tie. Power colors for what promises to be a challenging day."

The morning after:

"A bite mark blooms purple at the juncture of my shoulder and neck—Spencer's loss of control when I'd bent him over the bed, spreading his cheeks with my thumbs before working my tongue inside him. He'd lasted an impressive eight minutes before begging. A new record."

The Interrogations

Ethan Wright - Chapter 4:

Soren calls Ethan to his office at 7 AM. Makes him wait twelve minutes.

"Mr. Wright. Do you know why you're here?"

"I assume it has something to do with the Singapore acquisition, sir."

"No. It has to do with your extracurricular activities in my building."

"The blood drains from his face. There it is—the crack in the facade."

Soren reveals he knows everything. The elevator. The blackmail. The $5,000 payments.

"'I don't care who you fuck or where you fuck them, as long as it doesn't interfere with your work or my company. What I do care about is you being blackmailed because of it.'"

Ethan's shocked. He thought Soren was the blackmailer.

Soren makes him show the extortion emails. Then asks about Chriselle—when they met, how it started, any suspicious behavior.

Ethan reveals Chriselle suggested they fuck in Soren's executive bathroom specifically. "She said it would be a thrill, doing it in the big boss's private space."

"My eyes narrow. 'She suggested my bathroom specifically?'"

"'You think she set me up?'"

"'I think it's a remarkable coincidence.'"

Chriselle - Same chapter:

She enters at 8:30. Doesn't wait passively. Stands immediately, extends her hand.

"Her handshake is firm, her smile practiced but effective. I can see why she's effective in marketing—she projects both competence and charm, with an underlying current of intensity that's quite compelling."

Soren doesn't waste time. Confronts her directly about the affair, the blackmail, the executive bathroom.

She laughs.

"'Impressive, Mr. Kessler. Sooner than I anticipated, but not entirely unexpected.'"

"'You don't seem concerned.'"

"'Should I be? You have no proof of anything except that I enjoy sex with a handsome colleague.'"

Then she shifts strategy. Leans forward, invades his space, perfume enveloping him.

"'What exactly are you accusing me of? Corporate espionage? Using Ethan to gain company secrets? Or simply enjoying the power dynamic of fucking a senior executive in forbidden places?'"

The crudeness is deliberate. She's trying to sexualize the interaction.

Soren keeps control. Asks what she wants.

"'Initially? Information on the Singapore acquisition that would benefit my former employers. But now? I'm more interested in what you're offering.'"

She admits everything. Came from their competitor specifically to seduce Ethan and steal information. But she wants to switch sides. Work for Soren instead.

Hands him a USB drive:

"'Everything I've collected so far, plus Chang's internal strategy for countering your Singapore expansion. Review it. When you're satisfied with my value, we can discuss my compensation package.'"

As she leaves, she drops one more bomb:

"'By the way, if you're wondering who accessed the server room last night—check your head of IT. He's been selling access to your systems for months.'"

Connor Evans (Book 2)

Soren watching Connor through binoculars from the clubhouse:

"Connor Evans moves across the Hampton Classic's eighth tee like sex in golf whites, twenty-eight years of Ivy League perfection wrapped in fabric that clings to every muscle I want to claim."

Connor's teaching Cross. Lots of physical contact—hands on Cross's body, chest pressed against his back, breath on his neck.

"The positioning is pornographic without being explicit—Connor's crotch inches from Cross's ass, his breath warm against Cross's neck, their bodies aligned in ways that make Cross's expensive polo dampen with sweat that has nothing to do with physical exertion."

Soren realizes what's happening:

"The beautiful bastard is seducing Cross without even knowing he's doing it."

But Connor's getting aroused too:

"The way heat floods his face when Cross leans into his touch. How his tongue darts out to wet lips gone suddenly dry as Cross's obvious arousal becomes impossible to ignore."

"The beautiful bastard is getting turned on by his own manipulation. He likes watching powerful men surrender control within carefully defined parameters."

Soren decides to intervene before Cross ruins Connor with ham-fisted seduction.

He walks onto the tee. Introduces himself. Shakes Connor's hand—holds contact longer than professional.

"When our skin makes contact, electricity shoots through both our systems and his sharp intake of breath tells me he feels it too."

"My thumb strokes across his knuckles—gesture that could be accidental but isn't—and his breathing becomes noticeably shallower."

Connor responds:

"'Thank you, sir,' Connor breathes, the honorific slipping out naturally before he can stop it, proving his nervous system recognizes authentic dominance even when his brain hasn't caught up to what it means."

"Christ, the kid's natural submission is beautiful to witness. No performance, no calculation—just honest response to authority his body understands instinctively."

Cross tries to reassert his claim. Says he and Connor have plans for his yacht tomorrow.

Connor, looking at Soren: "I haven't decided yet."

Power competition begins.

Who This Is For

Read if:

• You want explicit gay male erotica with actual plot
• Corporate thriller + sexual tension appeals
• Dominant CEO claiming submissives is your thing
• Surveillance, power plays, interrogation scenes work for you
• You like watching straight-passing men get exposed as naturally submissive
• Corporate espionage mixed with sexual intrigue sounds compelling

Don't read if:

• Explicit gay male content bothers you
• You want traditional romance (this is power dynamics, not hearts and flowers)
• Workplace sexual relationships offend you
• Surveillance/control fantasies aren't your thing
• You prefer submissive protagonists (Soren is unrelentingly dominant)

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CEO. Hidden cameras. Corporate espionage. Power bottom security chief. Natural submissives who don't know it yet. Explicit, unapologetic, zero romance.

The ghost says: Soren Kessler doesn't ask permission. He installs cameras, claims what's his, and makes grown men call him "sir" without thinking. You'll figure out if that works for you by Chapter 2.