Chapter 2

I finish my shower, walk back to my bedroom naked, letting the warm air of the New York summer weather dry my pale luscious skin. I try to shake off the anxiety from that dream. No use stressing about shit from movies. 

There is one thing that can help me shake off my stress however, it is a work morning, and I do not have time to get properly fucked before work. If I had a nice sexy man with a good dick in my bed, that would calm everything down. I have never had that happen. I do not bring men into my bed, and I never stay over at their place. The last thing I need is them getting clinging and trying to become attached. I am young, hot as fuck, and loaded. Every man wants me, and the loser shits would want my money. No thank you. Love is just a silly notion in sappy movies. I have to damn much to live for, and too damn much work to do falling for that shit. 

I dress in a gray form fitting dress that is sleeveless, with a button my front plus collar from Dior, pair them with high heeled boots from Gucci. I grab my Louis Vuitton purse and check myself out in the mirror. I swear, if I could, I would fuck myself right now. I look ready for work and for all the guys to drool. Just how I like it “Always leave them wanting more” 

I take the elevator to my underground parking garage; I find my cute little silver Porsche and slide into the drivers seat. Its charcoal interior welcomes me and feel like I could possess the world all over again with how sweet this car rides. 

It takes me forever to get through traffic. Some shithead cuts me off squeezing through so, I roll down my window 

“Hey fucker! Learn to drive you piece of shit” someone looks over at me and shouts 

“Hey fuck off bitch” 

“Fuck you dickhead, mind your own fucking business!”

Soon more people start shouting at each other in the middle of the traffic jam, God, I love New York!

I look at the time, realizing I am an hour late. I look to my left and find that one of my sales secretaries in the traffic jam as well, this means they left for work late. I roll down the window and glare at them. They see me and panic fills their eyes. 

“Hey you!”

“Ms. Connors, oh shit, I am so sorry, I overslept” 

I smirk “In that case, fuck off, you’re fired!” The man goes completely pale. I do not need lazy employees, and this is his third time being late, according to the time accounts. 

I hate that I am going to be late myself, damn it is a good thing, I own the company. 

The traffic begins to move, and I see the man crying his eyes out, as he makes a opposite turn from the office. No doubt going back home to be emotional, if he did not want to be fired, he should have not fucked around with his job. I know he has been warned a few times, so this is his consequence. 

I finally get to the office and pull up to the VIP valet section. I give my keys to Henry to park my car. I rush inside, immediately all the chattering noise dies down, and I see several people run back to their workstations. I continue my walk down the hallway towards my private elevator. I am about to step inside when I hear a snarky remark 

“God, she’s such a cold bitch, I hope she fucking chokes on that fucking latte she makes the PA serve her!” 

I turn around and look for the culprit until I see a girl still whispering. She is only a hostess, not in any position or degree to think so mighty of herself. I walk over to her podium 

“Since you know me so well and have such high remarks how about you take your jealous petty ass and get the hell out of my company! Right now!” 

She falls on her chair in horror while I continue to glare at her. Tears start to stain her face while I walk away and enter the elevator. 

I stop by the Human Resource office and explain that I had to fire two incompetent employees. I request they hire two new people that are better employees. After I leave the office, I finally head up to the forty fifth floor where my office. 

I step out of the elevator and walk down the familiar hallway of the presidential floor. As I walk towards my office, all of my elite workers here are quick to rush towards me and address any needs I have. I give one of them my coat, while my PA hands my chocolate, caramel soy latte. I continue walking and everyone is following behind me. 

“Ms. Connors, I have the digital statistic reports ready for you”

“Good, I want them on my desk in thirty minutes”

“Ms. Connors, I have the financial analysis for the new transparent cell phone that you have been waiting to work on, as clear as glass, unbreakable, and has been reception than most other companies offer”

“Good, I am having a meeting about that tomorrow to see if it will be accepted by engineering” 

I continue to walk towards my door, and my PA returns with her pad of paper. Miss, I wanted to remind you that you have a meeting beginning of next week with Harker Enterprises” I nod

“Very good, you may go Elsie” 

“It’s Elise miss” she says with a grumble

“Return to your desk, I do not have all day”

I snap at her, and she runs back to her desk. I honestly have to rough of a day already in the last couple of hours to deal with anyone’s crap. 

A short time later, I knee deep in case files. I received all the documents from everyone that were pestering me earlier. I was going over the finance reports, the engineering reports, the marketing reports, and about a hundred different files when I received a buzz from the secretary's intercom. 

“What is Elsie?” 

I heard her huff “you have call waiting on line two”

“Thank you” I clicked line two with nervousness, not sure who was calling me.

“Hello, this is Velaria” 

“Vel! It’s Tiffany!” I hit the soundproof sensor for my office so no one would hear the conversation with my best friend

“Hey bitch! How are you? I thought you were partying in Dubai?”

“Oh! Girl! I am totally back; Dubai was so fun! So many hotties, in all different colors and sizes. I woke up wrapped around three of them” she says as she laughs, and I close my eyes with a smile shaking my head as I can pictures it. Damn! I need to have sex! 

“I was calling to remind you, it is Friday, and I am back in town, so that means, a weekend of you, me, and any VIP nightclub filled with fuckable men that the big apple has to offer” 

“Sounds good, I so need to fuck, I am up to my ears in stress, and if I find a hot celebrity, I’ll fuck him and get my name more attention in magazines” I joke with her. We make our plans to meet at “Soho Club” I am really excited to see her again, dance my ass off, and get laid.