CHAPTER 2

"Oh damn, you're so hot baby," I breathed, stroking her thigh as she moaned with pleasure.

"Make it harder, Anton..." she murmured, her name a whisper against my skin. A wicked grin spread across my face.

I devoured what I needed to devour, inhaled the intoxicating scent that was her. My kisses were endless, a torrent of passion poured onto her.

I pulled her towards me, ripping open her shirt without a second thought. Buttons flew across the floor, ignored as my hands found their way to her firm breasts.

"Oh, shit..." she gasped, but I quickly silenced her with my hand, continuing to move over her.

I closed my eyes, lost in the pleasure she brought me. "Oh damn, satisfy me... satisfy me," I silently pleaded.

A familiar voice kept trying to break through, but when I opened my eyes and met hers, a wave of disappointment washed over me. I quickened my pace, wanting it to be over. I had no desire to hold back, though my passion was waning.

"Aah!" I roared, pulling out and releasing my pleasure onto her thigh.

"You're so fucking great, Anton!" she said, tugging me close by the back of my neck and kissing me fiercely, lingeringly.

I'd given it to her, just for the pleasure of it.

"Get your dress, and you may leave," I said, turning to face the expansive glass wall.

"What?!" she said, but I didn't turn to her.

"O--kay, call me then, or I will call you," she said, her voice strained. I shook my head, pulled out my cigarette case, lit up, and blew out a cloud of smoke.

My jaw clenched as the door closed and then opened again, the familiar click of heels on the tile floor.

"Sir, the meeting will start in a minute," my secretary said.

I didn't look at her, but I could see her in the reflection of the glass wall, picking up the papers that had fallen from the table. And the buttons, one by one.

"Why are you wearing that sexy skirt today?" I asked, taking a long drag of my cigarette.

"Sir?" She stood up and carefully placed the buttons on the glass top of the mahogany table, the sound echoing faintly.

"You're seducing me, aren't you?" I turned to face her, meticulously arranging the papers in my hands.

"No, Sir..." she said, never meeting my gaze. I stepped closer, causing her to look up at me.

"I said, if you want to keep your job, don't wear short skirts." I whispered, my warm hand lingering on her thigh. I watched her close her eyes, knowing exactly what was going through her mind.

"Feel it?" I whispered seductively into her ear.

She nodded.

"You know what the consequences are, don't you?" I whispered, kissing the back of her neck. Her scent was intoxicating. She was prepared, huh?

"The consequences are that you're no longer my secretary. And you'll be my fuck buddy?" I continued.

"Ye--s, sir..." she murmured. I pulled away and cupped her face.

"Come again?”

"Yes, Sir..." she replied.

"Just wait here, I'll be right back after my meeting." I leaned in and kissed her lips. I gripped her waist, pulling her closer.

The door to my office opened, and I quickly stepped back.

"Go back to your work... I'll call you later." I said, and she straightened, walking away.

I turned to the newcomer, catching him stealing a glance at my departing secretary.

"She's hot," he said, settling into the chair, crossing his legs.

"Yes, she is," I said, a wicked smile playing on my lips.

"You should just give her to me. I heard Lisa was here earlier," He laughed, shaking his head.

"Sure, I'm not stingy with women," I replied.

"Wow, man, you're the man. I'll cut off my finger if you ever run out of women," he said, holding up his finger.

I just shook my head at his statement.

"The meeting will start in a minute. If I hadn't come to get you, I'd be the one getting yelled at by the investors." He tried to stand, and I did the same, heading out of the office together.

"Good morning, Mr. Buenavista," they all said in unison.

"Good morning... please take a seat." I sat at the head of the table, facing the investors and board members.

"Miss Cervantes, please give us your presentation for your negotiation contract today," I said, smiling at her as she straightened up, standing in front of the screen.

I glanced at Sev, who was grinning broadly, staring intently at his pen. I knew exactly what was on his mind.

I turned to Miss Cervantes, who was starting her presentation. She captivated my interest, she was very straightforward and intelligent. But it wasn't her intelligence that caught my attention, it was her cream pastel skirt.

My pants felt tight as I watched her in the middle of the room. She was incredibly seductive, her lips, her curves.

I swung my swivel chair, focusing on her waist. "Oh damn, Antonio," I whispered to myself.

"Mr. Buenavista?" I straightened up abruptly, as Sev kicked my foot under the table.

"Ye--s, I like your presentation." Her cheeks flushed red when I said that.

"Okay, do you have any questions regarding her proposal?" I asked the board members who were looking at their papers.

"One thing?" I glanced at Sev, who was chewing on the end of his pen.

"Why don't we visit the commercial building before we sign the contract?" He grinned widely.

"Great... that would be a better idea?"

I saw them nod in agreement. So I looked at Miss Cervantes, who was still standing in front of us.

"If that's what you want, Sir, it's my pleasure to welcome you to our city."

I nodded at her, then at Sev, who smiled back.

"Mr. Buenavista!" I turned to the voice that called out to me.

"Miss Cervantes?" I looked around, then bowed my head.

"Ah, I just wanted to thank you for the opportunity you gave our community." She bit her lower lip, looking tense.

"It's nothing. Your proposal was great. And the board members liked it too. So what's all about?" I got straight to the point.

She looked up at me, and I saw her swallow. I could read her mind, that's what I did best.

"Am, actually I'd like to invite you to lunch?" She cleared her throat, after saying that.

I glanced at my secretary, who was getting restless in her seat.

"Sure—"

I left for a moment and leaned down to my secretary.

"Cancel all my meetings today."

I saw her glance at Miss Cervantes and roll her eyes before looking back at me.

"Yes... sir." She blurted out.

"I'll be right back after this." I didn't disappoint her. I saw her face light up at my last words. So I turned away.

"Let's go?" I offered her my hand, and she didn't refuse.

Our planned lunch didn't happen because I took her straight to my apartment. Even outside the door, I pulled her in for a kiss. I didn't hear any protests from her. We both collapsed onto the bed, stripped of our clothes.

Her slender body reminded me of her. The way she kissed me, hugged me. I closed my eyes tightly, trying to remember that night.

I kissed her back, touched her skin. I tried to figure out her game, but I failed. She wasn't her...

I quickly finished what we were doing, panting as I lay back on the bed. I closed my eyes for a moment before grabbing a cigarette and leaning back against the headboard.

"What are you thinking?" she asked, wrapping her arms around my bare chest.

"Nothing..." I took a drag of my cigarette and blew out the smoke before stubbing it out in the ashtray.

"Let's have some lunch together." I said, getting up to get dressed.

"I thought you forgot." She stood up and got dressed too. We left my condo and drove to the restaurant.

She was easy to talk to, very intelligent. I wasn't surprised she was the one the municipality sent to get funding for the commercial building they wanted to sponsor. I owned a commercial agency and several hotels across the city. It wasn't hard to say no when I knew I could help.

"So you graduated cum laude from St. Carmen University?" she said, surprised.

I just shrugged. Because I believed there was no room for failure. I worked hard for what I have now. Although we had a family business, a construction firm, I chose to work hard and make a name for myself in the business world.

"You really deserve what you have now." She shook her head, sipping her lemonade in front of me.

"Yeah, I guess so," I said, taking a bite of the smoked grilled beef.

"It seems I wasn't wrong in approaching your company." She smiled warmly at me.

"Anyone would be happy to have someone like you to my company." I smiled back.

I noticed her cheeks flush at my words.

"Thank you." She took my hand, which was on the table, and looked into my eyes.

"Just call me Anton, it's better if there's no formality between us."

My attention was drawn back to the woman when another woman, dressed similarly, approached her.

I swallowed when the woman suddenly started crying, and the newcomer embraced her.

"Sir?" Sandra called out to me again.

"I'm just going to the washroom." She said, standing up. I sat up straighter, crossed my arms, and watched them.

I stroked my lips and stared intently at them.

I sat up straight again when they both stood up and left the restaurant.

I don't know why, but my feet started walking after them.

But I couldn't catch up because they were already in a car. I was lost in deep thought.

At that moment, I suddenly lost my appetite and any desire to continue our conversation. Sandra and I parted ways after lunch.

"Dude, I thought you had a meeting with your sexy secretary?"

He placed a bottle of beer in front of me.

"I'm not in the mood," I said, downing my drink.

"Woah, is that you?! Give me the knife! Give me the knife!" He yelled at the people across from me.

I just smirked at him and leaned back on the soft sofa.

"Dude, tell me you're just kidding?" He was now holding a knife, ready to cut his fingers.

"Go ahead, idiot!" I said, laughing before wiping my hand on my lips.

"Damn it, dude, I'm going to mass." He pretended to pray.

"Stop it, Severino." I laughed after I said that because he hates being called by his full name.

"Okay, you said so," He decided to just drink.

I looked around, searching for someone, but I was disappointed.

I've been back and forth here many times, but I can't find her. A bitter taste spread across my lips at the thought.

How can I recognize her when I don't even remember her face? I was completely drunk the night it happened, but her touch and kiss are still vivid in my memory.

And the fact that she was a virgin when I took her is what keeps gnawing at my conscience. Plus, she was calling a different name that night.

I can't rest, I want to see her again, but how??