sex-me boss.

During the meeting in his office, Finn hadn’t stopped thinking about the young girl he’d sequestered in his office dressing room. This fiery-looking girl kept haunting him, and he’d even wanted to look her up, except that he didn’t know what she looked like, he didn’t know her name, even if her image remained in his memory. Her smile when she was under the influence of cocaine and vitamin made him smile, she had been so seductive in that moment that if only she had all her wits about her, he would have taken her on his desk and worn her out all night long, never tiring of her beautiful natural body. Come to think of it, his cock was reacting on its own and he was going to have to jerk off if he didn’t come to soon.

-Mr. Martinov, are you all right?

He turned to one of his partners, clearing his throat. Without understanding, a black rage covered his eyes and it was as if the sky had suddenly become very cloudy. He was so angry about this kid who kept haunting him that it made him want only one thing: to find her and punish her with his cock until she begged him to put an end to her torment. Fuck he didn’t know why it was only her he’d been thinking about all this time. He’d never lost his head during one of his most important meetings, and now a stranger had managed to derail him from his CEO duties.

-Excuse me,” he said, leaving his seat.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he made his way to the toilet in his office. He was as red as a man whose dick was being sucked. Of course it would have pleased him to feel her lips around his member but no, this kid couldn’t give him anything so it was best to forget it. He washed his face and tried it on very quickly before coming out.

-If you’re not feeling well, we could postpone the session, sir,” suggested another.

He wanted to refuse, but thought it might be the best thing to do, because whether they continued with the meeting or not, they were going to take it up again, since he’d understood practically nothing of what had been said because of his confusion. He dismissed them, promising that everything would go well next time, and hoping that it really would. He needed someone to help him, and he hoped they would be up to the task.

While Caroline was busy scheduling appointments for her boss, she heard her landline ring, picked it up and went into his office, still with the fear that never left her when it came to facing Finn Martinov. When she entered, she stood by the door as Finn laughed at her fearful childish behavior.

-Don’t you think I could eat you already, since you’re already in my office, Caroline? P and a secretary, so please come and talk to me about scheduling my appointments.

She began to walk towards her desk without looking up. Finn laughed softly as he imagined that this girl had certainly seen countless dicks while she was still playing coy in front of him. He was certainly intimidating, but not to the point of appearing like a narcissistic monster.

-So my schedule for Saturday. I know I have a trip to Cuba on Saturday night, so I’d like to know if I have a meeting during the day. Friday night I’ll be at the club and Saturday morning I’ll go for a run, then what?

Caroline risked a look of incomprehension as Finn waited for her to speak. She wondered whether he was ignoring her Saturday schedule on purpose or not. She was just as confused, because Finn always kept all his appointments.

-Judging by the grimace on your face, I imagine something’s wrong. Why don’t you speak up so we can move forward, Caroline? I haven’t got all day.

-But sir, you couldn’t go out to the club on Friday night, you couldn’t go out for a run on Saturday morning and I don’t think Cuba is the right destination for Saturday night either.

Finn crossed his arms on his desk before staring at her, trying to understand. She was very serious, yet he understood nothing. His Saturday program was always planned by him, since he didn’t like to work on weekends except in important cases like his Saturday night trip.

-I don’t know if you’re just pretending not to understand, sir, but your wedding takes place on Saturday at ten o’clock sharp, so you do understand.

Finn had almost forgotten this deception. And to think he was about to jerk off thinking about the image of another woman when he was about to get married, he was already cheating on her without being married. He’d thought Dimitri would reject his request and so he’d be free not to marry anyone, but he’d given in. He looked at Caroline and nodded. He was going to call the whole thing off and she was right, Cuba wasn’t the best direction for a honeymoon.

-Caroline, I’d like to ask you something else. Do you have any information about the girl who was here last time for the job interview? I’m talking about the last one.

-No, sir.

Finn nodded and dismissed her; she, too, was unable to find the girl who had been pestering him for days. When the door to his office closed, he stood up like an enraged lion and began swearing under his breath; he was sure it was because of this doomed marriage that he was in such a state. On Saturday, he was going to marry someone, and he wasn’t the kind of man you’d find in romantic comedies, so he might as well say that this woman had stumbled on the wrong one.

Late in the day after enough work, Dimitri felt it was finally time for him to do what he’d planned. He would be traveling the next day, and he needed to do this first. He called on his most trusted man for news of his young prisoner.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

-How is she today?

-She hasn’t eaten since last time, and I think you’re really going to have to take charge of feeding her if you don’t want to free her, Dimitri. You know perfectly well that she hasn’t done anything and yet you’re keeping her. You know perfectly well that you can tell me anything, no, so why is she still here?

-We’ve talked about it so many times that I’ve already remembered what I’ve told you several times. I just want us to go out. If she doesn’t want to eat, that means she’s not hungry, and when she’s hungry enough, she’ll think about feeding herself. As for now, I’d like you to come with me to the Krouto house. Apparently the son doesn’t live with his parents, which makes things easier for me, because I really want to see what the guy looks like who’s preventing him from succeeding.

Youri smiled, looking at his boss without comment. His silence did Dimitri good, even if his smile meant everything. He was dramatizing what he wanted to do, and well, that was his problem, because he wasn’t going to go along with his childishness. They left his mansion and headed for his apartment, which was also in one of the richest neighborhoods in the country, as his father was one of the men who constantly stole money from the government.

-Well, what do we do now?” asked Youri.

-Not we. You just stay here and watch who comes and who doesn’t, and I’ll go up and see what his little face looks like.

-At least reassure me, Dimitri, you’re at least going to knock or ring the doorbell.

-Don’t bother when I’ve got a better way of getting in without waiting. You know perfectly well that I don’t have patience and besides, he’d be rather happy to see me. I’m like the king and it’s almost impossible to see me strutting my stuff in the middle of town, so anyone who receives my visit will be the luckiest person in the world.

-lucky for his grave yes, at least be merciful Dimitri.

He gave her a smile that was so fake and took the elevator up to her floor. First door on the right, he opened it in his own quiet way and stepped inside. What he saw before his eyes disgusted him to the point of nausea, and to think the rooms and beds had been made for this sort of thing. He could have stared at the scene for a long time yet, but thinking of his little Kira, who must have thought she had a boyfriend somewhere, he got angry and banged his fist on the table. The two individuals, who were just getting their legs under them, gasped as they parted under Dimitri’s sadistic laughter. They were both lost when they saw the door open, yet Anton had taken it upon himself to close it.

Without a word, he moved forward and sat down on the sofa, watching their movements carefully. The girl was trying to find something to hide behind, which amused him.

-Anton Krouto,” said Dimitri, staring straight into his eyes.

He nodded, trembling with fear. He’d recognized the man in front of him and, besides, who wouldn’t be afraid of a visit from Russia’s most dangerous mobster. Ever since he’d heard of him, he’d known that he never left his target alive when he visited, so he was seeing his death coming.

-Do you know Kira Fyodoras?

Anton opened his eyes wide, unsure of how to answer. Kira was his girlfriend, but he wasn’t sure if that was what this dangerous man in front of him wanted to know or not. He nodded positively, and Dimitri thought to himself that it promised to be even better.

-Are you two a couple?” asked Dimitri, looking at the girl with him.

-No, not really, we’re just having fun.

Just having fun, so he was having fun while his girlfriend had been nowhere to be found for a while and the idiot hadn’t even got off his ass to look for her. He was interested in dipping his cock into the first available pussy. He didn’t want to draw his gun, but felt it was the only way to make him understand that what he was about to say was serious. He brought his gun up to his throat as Anton pleaded with his eyes.

-I’m not going to hurt you, not today anyway, but if you ever dare, I mean if you ever dare approach Kira Fiodora again, I’m going to send you to find your ancestors. I’ve heard she was your girlfriend, but now I see you don’t deserve her, so if you want to survive my dear friend, stay away from her and don’t speak to her again, even if it’s just a greeting.

Anton nodded briskly, for if this was what he had to do to stay alive, he was ready to obey – it wasn’t as if he really loved Kira, even if she was in love with him.

-Well, now you can continue, but before that. Erase my visit from your memories, because if this ever gets out, you know who’ll be next.

They nodded again like automatons, which made Dimitri laugh. He loved terrifying his victims and at last, he’d been able to save the fragile young girl from the clutches of this kid who openly mocked her.

-So how did it go?” asked Yuri when he reached the car.

-I think he was having fun with his neighbor’s daughter.

Youri laughed, thinking that Dimitri was exaggerating at times. He was sure this girl wasn’t the neighbor’s daughter, but that was his part of the analysis. Still, he felt bad for Kira for daring to say she had a boyfriend.

-What did you say to dissuade him, Dimitri?

-I’m her boyfriend, so if he dares approach her, he’ll have to face his boyfriend, who’s the head of the Russian mafia.

Again with that excuse that wasn’t true, Youri was going to end up believing he really wanted it to be that, but he knew Dimitri wasn’t cut out for that sort of thing. Wanting a woman in his life and even worse an inexperienced kid, he couldn’t believe it.