sex-me boss.

chapter 225



-Can we go now, Elena?” Paolo’s voice shouted from the living room.

The latter looked at her outfit again, wondering why she had even agreed to follow him. It was already late and there was no turning back, so she left her room. Paolo’s gaze scrutinized her every nook and cranny. He didn’t seem to like it too much, but she didn’t care what he thought as long as she could satisfy him.

-Do you have anything a little more… more…

-extravagant? I’ll have you know that I agreed just for you, so if my outfit doesn’t suit you, I could always stay here. After all, I’d have no problem staying over instead of being in an environment reeking of alcohol and all the rest.

Paolo raised his hands in surrender. His little Betty had given him a good idea, and he was just about to adopt it. They left and headed for the nightclub without delay.

Staring at his phone for some time now, Finn waited for Virginia’s message, as he’d asked her to let him know when she arrived. She was shallow enough to get away with it, but he didn’t want her misguidedness to get in the way of their plan to get her. He still hadn’t received it, and it was beginning to annoy him, so he got up and left his office. He passed through the main room, which was open to the public and open to all. He searched the room with his eyes, but couldn’t find it. He was on his way out when he bumped into a thin figure who started calling him names. He looked down at the small body, which a young man was holding by the arm, certainly to keep her balanced as she might have fallen.

-You really can’t watch where you’re stepping?” Elena had demanded, fulminating with anger.

Finn wanted to rip her throat out as he wasn’t in the mood, but restrained himself because he didn’t want his fiancee to know he could kill in cold blood. This young creature kept glaring at him, and the situation was rather amusing given that she had no way of defending herself against him. He saw the young man who was with her pull her inside, certainly because he, too, valued her life.

He noticed a silhouette in the distance that he seemed to recognize as his fiancee, who had already found herself an evening partner. He moved towards them and when she noticed him, she whispered to the man to leave.

-Hello darling, I was just enquiring about your position as I’ve learned that you’re one of the three builders of this paradise, so I wanted to surprise you in your office as I’ve been told you don’t mix with the others.

-You’ve done your homework, of course, and that’s exactly it, I don’t mix with the others. You could have sent me a message as planned. Shall we go in?

-Shall we go straight to your office then?” asked Virginia.

Finn stopped dead in his tracks as he started to move forward. If he’d understood correctly, she wanted them to go to the next level, but he didn’t. He didn’t want her to say anything. He didn’t want her, to tell you the truth, and his head wasn’t in it. He just wanted to avoid his friends forcing him to find a submissive.

-Thanks for the offer, but I think we’re going to have to act like normal people, so we’ll have a drink and if you like, we can dance.

She was disappointed, but she knew she’d have the opportunity to put her plan into action. It was only a matter of patience for everything to work out in her favor. As they passed through the large doors of the night, Virginia realized that nothing had changed. It was still the place where Dimitri had traumatized her, and despite the fact that these bad memories were coming back to her, she was lucky to be on Finn’s arms, so she felt safe with him since he was also the owner of the place.

-So he almost ended my life just because he wanted to find himself a muse, what a caveman,” Elena raged, still angry.

-You should calm down a bit, Elena, I understand that what he did upset you, but you have to understand that only rich men frequent this place, so he couldn’t apologize, you understand? he couldn’t for the simple reason that he’s the boss, one of the bosses.

-And what’s more. This isn’t the first time, you understand? this man is famous for embarrassing me by making me believe that I’ve done something serious to him. The first time was the day I went out for work. I found myself with my buttocks on the sidewalk in the middle of the street, with passers-by staring at me. He didn’t even bother to apologize, and today it’s the same thing. I’m going to show that man that he shouldn’t play with me.

Paolo laughed so hard that those around their table began to stare. It wasn’t his fault that his cousin thought she was in New Orleans, where everyone was nice. She thought she could take on a man feared in Russia.

-I’d advise you to forget that idea very quickly, because there’s nothing you can do. This man is Finn, Fin Martinov, and he’s one of Russia’s two super giants. He’s got power and I think you should be pretty happy that he’s knocked you over twice because people would pay good money just to be one step away from him.

Bullshit, thought Elena. She didn’t want to get into trouble, so she was going to forget all about getting back at him, but she was going to remind him of that someday.

Her cousin had gone to get her a drink, but she didn’t know if she could hold her liquor, so she’d simply declined. When he insisted, she took a sip and never tasted the liquid again, which she found so disgusting.

-I’m going to meet someone and I’d like you to wait for me here. Not everyone is holy in this space, Elena, so don’t go anywhere.

– It was your idea to bring me here after all.

Paolo couldn’t take her with him because it was finally time to put his plan into action and if he wanted it to work, he’d have to take the time to negotiate properly while keeping an eye on her. She finally agreed, as she had no intention of leaving this table.

Paolo was at the Russian Finance Minister’s table. You’d think that all the politicians ended up in this private club too, and what’s more, security was very reliable, as everyone was searched before entering. As he sat down, the minister’s companions pushed the chessboard in front of him. A proposition for a game with a stake, he realized, since it was as if his sister had ended up in Dimitri’s hands because he thought he could beat Dimitri at this game. He shook his head negatively to let them know that wasn’t why he was there, and the minister questioned him with his eyes.

-What would you say to an exceptionally torrid night, Mr. Minister?

-With you?” asked the latter, laughing. There are far too many women in this club for me to allow myself to be jerked off by a man, don’t you think?

Paolo closed his eyes and huffed. Of course he’d misspoken, he could have spoken properly so as not to let that fat pig think he was gay. Luckily, he had a son who proved otherwise.

-a natural doll, no surgery, no artifice, just natural for the night at five hundred thousand Russian rubles.

-You can’t discuss the price without seeing the merchandise, so I want to see what the doll looks like to make sure I won’t regret my money.

Paolo nodded at Elena, who looked bored and clearly enjoying what he had in front of him. He ran his tongue over his lips as he licked, Paolo was disgusted by this but he knew that just for one night with a very young woman, this man would be willing to pay.

-Three hundred thousand Russian rubles and I’ll take her.

-I’m not here to argue. That’s the price and if you don’t want it, I think I just noticed the senator over there, so I’ll make him the offer at six hundred thousand Russian rubles.

-But first, I want to know everything, because I don’t want there to be any misunderstandings later on. I want to know who you are and, above all, who this girl is to you.

-I’m Paolo Fiodora and she’s my cousin Elena Montoya, from New Orleans. Your men can bring her to you whenever you want. She’s now in your charge until you want her. Please don’t hurt her.

The man nodded, smiling mischievously. He was glad she was a foreigner, because she was finally going to vary from those Russian dolls he’d been banging every night in this club.

Elena was staring at the bar where people were going to order their drinks when she saw a hand wave in her direction. She looked around and saw that it was her being called. She didn’t know who this person was, and as she was a girl, she didn’t know what she was risking. She got up and walked over to the bar where the woman was sitting. She handed her a full glass, which she took, still waiting for her instructions. Perhaps becoming a waitress would help her stop being bored.

-You’re going to take this glass to the man sitting at that table. Tell him it’s his drink he ordered.

She looked at the table but couldn’t quite see what the man looked like, the girl was pleading with her eyes and she had no excuse for saying no, so she nodded and started forward. When she placed the glass on the table, he looked up at her and she began to swallow. If she’d ever known he was that monster, she’d never have agreed.

-Your glass has been ordered.

-You’re the new waitress here then? -I’d asked Alexei and Filip not to take any more students in this club. Who asked you to wait on me?All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

She felt like slapping him to bring him to his senses. He seemed lucid, much more lucid than the person who’d never drunk a drop of alcohol in his life, yet he didn’t recognize her. It was sure she was suffering to remember who she was. She didn’t answer him and left.

Suspicious as he was, Finn dipped his finger into the glass and brought it back to his tongue. He knew straight away that the glass was not healthy, so he asked one of his chemists to take a sample of it to check what was in it. Two minutes later, finn saw him arrive with a face that said it all.

-vitamin and coc.

He realized he was about to be targeted by someone he didn’t know. This woman was standing in front of him, looking like an innocent girl, but what she didn’t know was that she’d attacked the wrong person.


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