Chapter 5 - Meeting

Elliot POV

“Mr O’More”, the pilot says as soon as I walk up the steps to the private jet.

“Hey, O’Malley”, I say, shaking his hand. He has been our pilot for over ten years now. He is a lovely lad; he keeps to himself and tries to get the girls to do their job without disturbing us. I am not going to lie that sometimes I like I mess with them. I guess we all did, they are all extremely attractive, and I bet Killian and Theo already had their fun with them as well.

“Elliot”, One of the girls says as I take my seat and put the seat belt on. I smile at her trying to remember her name but it’s blank. I can’t even remember what letter it begins with.

“Hey, doll”, I say as she smiles and moves her fingers lightly up my legs to check on my seat belt. I smile at her, and I can see that her cleavage is bigger than normal. Is she trying to get on with me? Not gonna lie, I won’t mind a little oral play before I land, but I have so much work to do that it’s killing me already.

“Can I do anything for you Elliot?”, she asks and I take my shades off and throw them at the table in front of me.

“You can get on your knees if you like”, I say offering her my brightest smile and as she is about to get down the pilot starts talking through the speaker.

“Please take your seats and fasten your seatbelts as we have permission for take off”, he says and I can tell the girls is not impressed. She rubs her fingers over my cock and I roll my eyes as it feels fucking great.

“Maybe later?”, she says and I nod my head as I sit back on my chair adjusting my now uncomfortable stiffy. Argh. I hate when they tease and don’t finish. Obviously I am all about consent and shit, but this is painful. The jet takes off and I get absorbed by work and I end up forgetting the girl. This paperwork kills me every time I look at it.

Just before landing I change into my suit. I hate this, it’s tight and uncomfortable and not me at all, I wasn’t made for this, Killian and Theo were, they enjoy this kind of meetings and planning things, I prefer the action.

After landing I have an SUV waiting for me at the airport. I get in and I am taken straight to the meeting. What can I say, I want to spend a minimum amount of time away from home. I hate being away from New York, especially because if anything happen Theo and Killian will have to deal by themselves and we are still in the middle of a war.

“I’m here for the conference”, I say at the reception. The receptionist smiles and indicated the way to the meeting room we are taking. I take a deep breath as I take the lift to the top floor. Just fucking great. I adjust my tie and walk to the double doors. I am the first here, the hotel staff is setting everything up, they are setting water, refilling the coffee pods for the coffee machine. I choose a chair near the door facing it with my back to the window. I like to see who walks in and I dont like to be taken by surprise. Call it PTSD.

“Can I get you anything sir?”, one of the girls asks and I shake my head smiling at her. As she is about to leave the doors burtst open and three man walk in.

They all look at me frowning and I stand up doing the buttons from my jacket.

“Elliot O’More, New York”, I say and their facial expression change and they smile.

“Mr O’More, I heard that Killian wouldn’t be able to attend, something about paternity leave?”, the guy says and I nod my head. “I am sorry I am George Adam, America California”, he says and I shake his head offering him a smile. “These are my sons, Charles and Oliver”, he says. I shake their hands as well and we all take our places around the table. More man start to arrive and the last one catches my attention. Arturo Alvarez.

I frown and everyone goes dead serious. I understand that everyone here knows who he is and what he does. But I need to know more about him. As everyone introduced themselves he keeps his eyes on me as I keep mine on him.

“Elliot O’More”, I say and I can see a small smile on his face. He leans foreword on the table and looks directly at me. His arms on the table. “I thought Killian would be here”, he says and as I am about to reply the door opens and she walks in. My eyes go directly to her and she scans the room. What the fuck is she wearing?

She has a short black dress that leaves nothing to the fucking imagination, it’s so short it barely covers her pussy, the sides are opened showing her red thong. I move on my chair and I can see Alvarez’s eyes on me. I look at her and her eyes meet mine and I can tell she was surprised to see me. She looks down at the documents on her hands and she places them on the table and as she is about to leave the room someone clears their throat.

“Come here, darlin’”, I hear whatever his name is. She looks at him a little shy and she walks to him with her extremely high heels clicking as she walks. She stands next to him and he places both his hands on her hips and I can see the look on her face. I can see she is scared. I stand up abruptly and all eyes are on me again. “Our present has arrived gentleman”, he says and I can’t even believe this is happening.

“Leave”, I bark at her. Her eyes glued on mine she nods her head and as she is about to walk away he grabs her arm and smacks her ass. Without thinking twice I grab my gun and point at the fucker’s face. “Someone should fucking teach you some manners on how to treat a woman”, I say and he laughs pulling her to sit on his lap. She falls on him and I can tell she is about to cry. Her eyes are wide and she looks petrified.

“Are you going to be the one to teach me a lesson boy”, he asks and I take one step closer to him still with my gun pointed at his face.

“Might be, I said leave”, I look at her and he lets go of her lifting his hands up in surrender and she walks fast out of the room. I put my gun back where it belongs and sit down. I can tell Alvarez is enjoying every second of this. The fucker was just watching our interactions.

“Shall we fucking focus on what we are here to do?”, I ask them leaning back on my chair as I pass a hand through my hair.

I have to be honest. I can’t say I paid a lot of attention to what was being said, I kept thinking about the girl. Why was she here? Why is she behaving like a slut? Why was she delivering the Paperwork from the Russians? Is she involved with them? Fuck. I need to get her out of my mind because that girl is trouble, and I know I am already in the shit because of the stunt I pulled today. Killian is gonna want to kill me after I pulled a gun at some guy here.

When the meeting is over I stand up before anyone else and do my jacket button and as I am about to leave the room Alvarez grabs my arm. I stop facing him, looking him dead in the eye. I look at his hand touching my arm and then his face and back to my arm and he pulled his hand away.

“Tell Killian I am looking forward to seeing him”, he says and I take one step closer to him. I am probably just a couple of inches taller than him.

“Are you threatening us?”, I ask looking at him and whispering so no one can hear us. He shakes his head pulling away from me.

“Far from it”, he says offering me the most wicked smile I have ever seen. I nod my head and walk out of the room directly to the car waiting for me outside. I can’t take the girl out of my head, and once again I didn’t get her name. Why are her hazel eyes carved in my mind? She looked terrified, but now I guess we both helped each other so I can forget her and keep going with my life.

As I reach the hotel I go straight to my bedroom. I take the suit off and walk to the window, watching the cold weather outside. I shake my head, passing a hand through my hair as I can’t stop thinking about her. She has an amazing body, and her lips, are so plump and pink. Perfect to be wrapped around my cock. I shake my head before heading for a shower and getting dressed. Hunger takes over and I decide to go down to the hotel restaurant to eat something. What I wasn’t expecting was to find her there. With two blokes. They are sitting one on each side of her and they are laughing.

I take a deep breath and walk towards her. I shove my hands into my pockets and as I stop in front of the table her eyes meet mine and they go wide while the two guys dressed in black suits stand up. They must be her security detail. Which means she is someone ranked in the Russian mafia. I shouldn’t do this. I need to get my head out of my ass and stop causing problems.