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INDEBTED CHAPTER 12 (TWELVE)

  • Mar 29, 2017
  • 6 min read

8:30am

And we were still no closer to the Stark building. I glared out the window feeling gloomy and depressed.

"I will never make it on time."grumbling to myself folding my arms over my chest.

"Don't worry you will get there with moments to spare and congratulations on your new job even though it is but a temporary one."

Again I could get whiplash

"What do you mean by temporary?" I snap

"Wives within the syndicate are barely allowed to work"

"Then how am I going to preoccupy my time?"

"You can discuss this with the other wives, they would know better."

"Don't bullshit me Amerigo you know." anger replacing my tears.

"As I remember correctly they shop, warm their husband's bed and make babies."

"I will never" I choke clenching my fist wanting to hit him so badly.

I hated these Carsarro men Nickolai, Amerigo not wanting to meet the rest of his family.

"But Nickolai got me the job"

"Yes but it's just temporary, just to preoccupy you time until after the wedding."

I slump in my seat willing myself not to cry. Amerigo is right crying is a sign of weakness and I need to be strong, fierce to get through this.

8:55am

My mood dark and gloomy as we pulled up on the curb. I was in a trance as I existed the vehicle, my eyes swollen and puffy.

In my dreams I'd imagined working here tipping my head back following the line of the building it seem like if it was touching the sky.

In my dreams I had worked my way up through hard work and dedication, now I have found myself living in a nightmare as Amerigo pulled out his ID from his inner pocket. There was no need to ask who owned this impressive building because I already knew the answer.

"What about the bar, it just can't run itself " as we walked through the modern glass door.

"She is with me" flashing his ID at the two guards dressed in black business suits.

"We will discuss that later come on you are late as it is." walking over to the bank of elevators across the marble flooring knowing it was pointless to argue I will only get frustrated.

With a shaky inhalation I entered the cab the doors closing behind us.

Twenty floors later I was walking down a brightly lit hallway to a bullet proof double glass entrance. The receptionist behind the cherry wine desk pushed quickly to her feet when she saw us waving lightly.

I waved back walking pass the reception area turning left all the way to the end where we made another right to an opened space lined with cubicles.

"This one is yours" pointing to my metal desk and chair stackes of paper piled on top.

"Thanks" twisting my mouth ruefully dropping my purse, laptop, phone at the bottom drawer slipping off my heels replacing them with flats.

"Will you like a cup of coffee I could sure do with one." I nodded booting my computer slumping in my chair.

"Good morning Ms Emily." I pushed to my feet to great the boss. Even though we have only met once at the interview almost a year ago he still remembers me and I him.

"Good morning Mr Jacob"

"No please call me Edward. Welcome aboard it will be a pleasure working with you."

"Thanks" my fake smile returning Amerigo standing behind him towering over him with two coffee cups in hand.

He clears his throat and nervously Edward steps aside his laughing brown eyes filled with fear. It took him a moment to find his voice as Amerigo handed me a cup.

"I left some work for you" pointing at the piles of paper "As my assistant I expect it on my desk before you leave."

"Yes sir" answering before sipping on my hot beverage.

The rest of the day passed with a blur by noon I was finish with the paper work, kids stuff data entry looking around for something more challenging ignoring the man seated besides me.

He never left my side except to get coffee and use the restroom besides that he struck closer to me than my own shadow. I long to go and chat with the other employees, exchange ideas make new friends but everywhere I went he followed me and by three it had become annoying.

4:30pm

Finally time to leave shutting down my computer when my phone rang.

"Jacob and Miller Emily speaking"

"Get your ass home I am cooking dinner we need to celebrate."

Honestly I wished I felt the same way but there was nothing to celebrate but I didn't want him to worry.

"All right I am coming."hanging up Amerigo eyeing me suspiciously.

"Whose that?"his tone stern

"José " turning my back to him retrieving the items from my desk drawer so not looking forward to tomorrow. I pulled out my old flip phone checking my message all from Alley sending a text to José telling him I am on my way when I turned around only to come face to face with Nickolai.

He was standing next to his brother shadowing him his hands shoved casually in his pants pocket, jacket open muscles tone. I grip the desk for support my heart racing looking wide eyed and foolish in front of these two powerful men.

"I have to come to relieve my brother of his duties I know you must be hungry."

A flash of erotic yearning flickered strongly across his face.

"Did you have have anytime to do any research?"

"N..no I was busy." stammering

He glanced at his brother who shrug his shoulders"As she said she was busy"

His cold dark eyes scanning me from head to toe lingering on my hair touching it lightly.

"Let's go I am hungry"

I tried not to frown walking out the office Amerigo lingered behind to chat with the asian receptionist if he is anything like his brother she would be in his bed before the evening was over.

He took the laptop from me as we walked quietly to the elevator the door opening to my dismay it was empty hands shaky slightly as the door closed but instead of going to the ground floor as I had expected we went up three additional floors.

"How was your day?"taking out the pin from my hair it fell cascading around my shoulder in loose waves.

God I need air the awareness of him prickled my skin he was potent, deadly.

"Fine and yours"

"Great now that I have seen you. Mother warned me to stay away from you until our honeymoon but I was never good at taking orders only giving them" his voice flowing over me in a seductive rhythm.

I felt his gaze his hand on my ass cheek squeezing with long strong fingers.

"Nickolai please" I groan treacherous fucking body of mines.

"We need to talk"

"And I need to suck, lick and fuck you. I have thought about nothing else but that." wrapping his arms around my waist as we walked out the elevator guiding me to his office.

I almost stumbled my knees weak as I thought about what laid ahead.

"You should listen to your mother"

"Maybe tomorrow Emily but not today you have been bad."

"How?" looking up

"You didn't do any research"

"I..I was busy like your brother said"

A ghostly smile graced his lips I'd never been so aroused from just looking at a man.

The walk to his office much too short, his secretary gone for the day. We walked pass her desk through glass double doors which I am sure is bullet proof considering the nature of the man. I had no time to admire the rich decor of his office as he removed his sliver tie binding my wrist placing them behind my back.

"Nickolai"

"Shhh Master or Sir" slapping me across the face but it wasn't hard and it turned me on greatly.

He lifted me onto his desk removing my pants and under wear my legs trembling with fear and need.

"Do I need to gag you Emily?" tugging at my pegs with cruel fingers sweet cruel fingers my bud hardening as I open wider.

"No sir" my voice low

My heart leap as he hit the button on his desk closing his doors, frosting the floor to ceiling glass.

"Stay here" disappearing while I stared up at the ceiling fully aware that I was naked from the waist down my legs spread wide facing his front entrance.

What if someone walks in? I sincerely hope not.

My concerns disappearing as quickly as it came when he strolled back into the room carrying a long black metal bar attached on each end bright red cuffs.

"What's that?" I squealed

"A spreader I want to see how flexible my wife is. Emily I am going to spread you wide, lick you slowly and fuck you hard."

THE END OF CHAPTER 12 (TWELVE)

 
 
 

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