Eros Ramazzotti
Here I am talking about a huge business enterprise with Magnus Bane. Trying to keep a straight face and not blow up at him for flirting at his Athena. His business side activates and flips on like an autopilot car. The way he hugged and kissed Athena is nevertheless making my blood boil. It took all his willpower not to push the fucking table over and yank him off her.
Magnus Bane is part of his board members, shareholder and one of his loyal investors and a very good client of his. He had always admired his loyalty to the company but right now he can't help but wanting to punch him in his stupid, cocky face if he tries something like that once more with Athena.. As it is, I’m half tempted to reduce this meeting quick right now and sever all ties with him. There are different fishes in the sea and I don’t need him.
But I know that’s simply my temper getting the highest of me, so I pretend as if nothing is wrong and smile.
Athena shoots me a concerned glance seeing my cool collectiveness she then relaxes, and sits down.
I watch the curve of her smile as she takes the menu from the waitress. I stare at her. I nevertheless can’t get over her whole transformation from dowdy librarian to this ravishing, gorgeous beauty sitting beside me. The crazy part of this whole ordeal is I don’t understand when exactly it took place exactly, but however Athena seems to have grown on him. She's now incredibly necessary to me, She went from being my assistant to being a woman I can’t stop questioning about.
Something about her drives me wild in a way I’ve never felt and have seen many women, have bedded many too, but none had left this taste of intrigue, more desire nor want. There has been masses of different girls in my life, however they are tended to be treated as informal affairs. They come, literally, and then go. It’s now not a conscious selection on my part, and it’s no longer their fault either. I simply tire quickly. Most of the time it’s like, I take them to bed, and by way of the morning, I already want nothing to do with them.
It's the simple playboy life...
Until Athena!
Maybe that makes me a womanizing bastard, however that’s simply how it was. I never lied to those women. They knew exactly what they had been getting into when they hooked up with me. I gave them no illusions that it would be something greater than great sex. Some of them tried truly tough to tantalize me. I’ve seen each trick in the book. They likely fooled themselves into believing that they had been more specific than the different girls I’d run with, that they had been the one who would sooner or later tame me and make me theirs for good.
But they in no way compare to Athena, who's like a surprise package. Even after working with her for 2 years it seemed he knew nothing about her, and now We’ve already had our night together. Really, I should be executed with her, or at the very least, have begun the distancing process, however I only want her even more. Now that I’ve seen the swan hiding underneath the ugly duckling clothing, I can’t put it to a stop. Am supposed to not desire her, am supposed to lose interest in her after our night together, am supposed to not want her but it's actually the opposite. I can't stop wondering about her. After their night he can't help but wonder how excellent her body felt beneath mine, how candy her pussy tasted, and how enthralling her face appears when I make her come. In the limo, and in my bed.
She is perfect for me.
It’s a lot more than just how attractive she is. I sincerely like spending time with her that doesn’t encompass sex. That’s a massive difference from all the other women I typically get with. I have no thought or idea on what makes Athena so special. All I recognize is that she is without a doubt a mystery and she makes me happy, for fuck’s sake.
The only fly in the ointment is that she’s my assistant.
Dating my assistant feels crude and low-class. Only scumbags do that. I can’t precisely hearth her, then ask her out on a date. I’m a bastard, but I’m no longer a fucking bastard. But I can’t cease this freight of want either. I don’t desire to give up exploring with her. I don’t choose to throw her away like I’ve accomplished with all the different women. I desire to keep exploring her, both her physique and her mind. I desire to see the place this goes.
The sound of Athena's laughter cuts through my train of thought. I had retreated into my own head whilst Magnus took over the talking, but now, I word that he’s sitting a lot closer to her than I like.
“You’ve never been to italy?” he says. “Well, that is some thing we ought to change very soon. I will show you all the exceptional places around if you don't mind, yes? I will fly you out there on my Private plane and you will stay with me.”
Athena smiles at him. “That sounds nice. I’m positive Italy is absolutely gorgeous”
“It will be even more beautiful with you in it,” the slimy bastard oozes.
Athena laughs.
My coronary heart blazes with black fury.
“You’re too kind, Magnus,” she says. “Maybe one day we can organize something, and I can visit. But you recognize how busy I am.” She throws a glance at me. “With Eros"
Right then and there Magnus had the balls to turn to me like we’re fucking friends saying..
"C'mon don't be a hard boss, can't you spare Athena for a week or two, can’t you?”
Okay that's it!!
Is this how men reacts around a pretty woman with skirts, yes he pretty damn well knew Magnus was balantly flirting with her and he hated it he's seconds away from punching him in his smug fucking face, but I remind myself that I’m now not in the jungle. I’m no longer a caveman. I’m no longer going to act impulsively. There is a better way. I smile. If he can’t see it’s a tiger’s smile then he’s a bigger fool than I assume he is.
"I guess I am a hard boss, and No, Magnus I clearly can’t spare her.”
He doesn’t even seem to listen to what I have to say and rage flared in me.
Thankfully Athena, who is obviously, a lot smarter than him, does. She turns and gazes at me with a worried expression.
“Don’t be silly,” Magnus says with a laugh. “Let her off the leash for—”
I slam my hand on the table, shaking the plates and the glasses. “Athena is not a fucking canine on a leash.”
Half of the diners in the restaurant ceased whatever they were doing and directed their attention to us. Athena blinks in confusion whilst Magnus Bane leans back shocked and returned slightly and regards me with a curious, nearly comfy expression.
I force myself to smile. I doubt it reaches my eyes, however it’s the satisfactory I can do. “You’re being inappropriate to my secretary,” I state, my voice tighter than I choose it to be. “This is a enterprise lunch. Act like a fucking expert and give up harassing my assistant.”
The smile drops from his face. He looks from me to Athena and returned to me. “My apologies if I have offended you, Or you, Athena. I'm used to being free mouthed.
“Well, don’t,” I snap. “If you choose me to keep working with you, you’ll have to go find entertainment and your excitment elsewhere.
The smirk and smile had dropped off Magnus face and he nods. “Yes, of course, You’re right. That was so unprofessional of me. Sometimes my sense of humor gets the best of me.
I nod, giving him a graceful way to back down. I recognize damn nicely his English is perfect. It’s his goddamn manners that are the problem, but I don’t want matters to amplify in addition than they already have.
“Well,”Magnus says, standing up. “I’m sorry for my rudeness, however I have other meetings to attend. Please excuse me.” He nods and leaves besides pronouncing some other word.
Athena watches him go, her mouth agape. When he disappears from sight, she whips her head around to face me. “What did you just do? Why did you do that? We may want to have lost him.”
I stare into her eyes, letting her sense the weight of my gaze. “Fuck him and his fucking business. He can walk off if wishes to. I’ll substitute him in no time.”
“But—?”
“Athena Ramirez, you belong to me and no one else. Is that understood?”
Her head jerks lower back and she gawks at me as if she can’t consider her eyes. “What do you mean?”
I lean in. “I mean, if you prefer to be with me, then you are mine and only mine. You’re a lovely woman, Other men will always notice. But when they come around, I assume you to brush them off real quick.”
“I wasn’t flirting with him, you definitely saw that. if that’s what you think,” she gasps defensively.
“No, if I had see that you had been flirting with him, I wouldn’t be sitting right here with you right now. That would have been unacceptable.” I pause and let that sink in. “But I’m just making this clear to you. I don’t like games. I don’t find it funny to see different men fawn over you. Am a very very Jealous man so If we’re going to be together, it’s just you and me. Nobody else.”
She stares at me, silent.
“Now, I’ll have to punish you for what you did!