"Ma'am, it's already 9:30," the waiter told me as he approached my table.
I Checked my phone, It was really 9:30pm. I had been waiting for a long time that I had lost track of time. My day couldn't get any worse. "We'll have to take your table." I brought out a wad of cash. "Here take this", i handed it to him. "It's three hundred dollars, I just need a little more time." " You've been saying that for hours now ma'am." He pointed at the couple sitting at the corner. "It's their anniversary today and they've reserved this table. You know how this restaurant work... We're strict on reservation." " I just need like twenty minutes more," he said he'll be here... "He proposed it." "Fine. You got only ten more minutes, that's it." He spoke swiftly grabbing the cash from my hands. I watched the waiter as he approached the couple. The both of them looking rather annoyed as he spoke. I wonder what he must have told them cause the next thing, I caught the lady eye me pitifully. "I can't believe I'm letting myself get fooled by a man. My father should have been enough lesson to me by now". I checked the time, "It's 9:35. My ten minutes should be almost done, why not make the most out of it?" I signaled another waiter. "I need a bottle of vodka...asap". He gave a suspicious look. "Is it just for you?" "Does it look like I have company? Can you please just hurry along, I don't have time for unnecessary chit chat." "Sorry ma'am... I didn't mean to pry," He excused himself. He arrived a few minutes later with my bottle loaded with ice. "Do you need it to go or should I pour it out for you?" "Whatever", I grunted as I unscrewed my bottle. "I guess we'll have to find out." I watched the waiter stare at me with uttermost confusion in his eyes. I didn't care about being a CEO right now, I didn't care that I could get recorded and it could literally cost me my public demise, I didn't care about anything, I just needed to get sober. " Ma'am please don't drink from the bottle, I could get fired." He spoke quietly, as I took a huge gulp from the bottle. It was obvious he didn't want to create a scene. I could feel the tingling sensation as the alcohol ran down my throat. It was exactly what I wanted, and needed. I couldn't help but pay no attention to the man who had been begging for nearly five minutes to keep the drink down. "Yeah, I think I'll go now." I stood up, placing enough cash on the table. "You can keep the change." I felt his piercing gaze as I left the the table. He must probably be thinking I was sent by satan and I couldn't care less anyway. Holding my bottle in one hand, I tried walking away quietly. But it seemed more like everyone and everything was blurry and void of colour. "I need to get home fast..." I managed my way to the front door. "Hey, miss....I heard someone call. I couldn't help but notice you were feeling a little light headed." I stared at the man who a wore black jeans, and a really ugly shirt. " Look I don't I time for this," I hissed walking forward. "But you haven't given me a chance yet." He gave me a dirty smile, "you look gorgeous by the way." I tried walking faster but my legs suddenly felt heavy and tired. The worst part still, I couldn't make out my surroundings anymore. " I need to find...my car." I tried reaching my purse for my car keys but the ugly shirted man suddenly grabbed my wrist. "Where do you think you're going Bella signora? I promise you, we're going to have a really good time." "Don't.... don't you dare touch me. I swear I'm going to kill you." He tightened his grip harder. "Let go of me or else-" Or else what? What would you do? He had a creepy smile on his face. You're going to enjoy this. " Arrrg.....let..go.." I stuttered, before smashing his head with my bottle of half empty vodka. I watched the crimson red drop to his nose, as the man placed his hands on his head. "You're going to pay for this".... The man could only stutter. I think the bottle hit was really loud because a few people started gathering. Maybe looking forward to witness wholesome fights between strangers, but I couldn't take any chances. I couldn't help but walk as fast as I can. I couldn't have the media looking at me like this, not to talk of the man whose head I just mutilated. I reached my car only to begin searching for my missing car keys. I had no Idea where I dropped them. Holy fuck! What if that ugly shirted man has arranged an angry mob to come find me.... A lot of crazy thoughts ran through my head. Recheck... I took my purse down. I just needed to calm down and find the keys. I've got to keep myself in control. I felt something prick my side. My keys... I must have figured out something like this would happen eventually that's why I had it strapped on my purse chain. I loosened the clip. Damn I was too drunk to drive home. I looked at the man standing beside the trash bin. He looked rather modest with his jeans shorts and tank top. Probably could be one of those guys who hang around the bar cause they have nothing to do. I was willing to take the chances. "You there", I called. "Do you drive?" He gave a slight uncertain nod. I brought out three hundred dollars cash. "Drive me to migalo's villa. I'm desperately in need of a driver. I'll...I'll give you all this money if you can do that for me." The man stared at me a little before relaxing a bit. "Okay fine." "If you dare try anything to hurt me or any funny business at all, I'm going to fucking kill you. Did you get that?" I blurted at the man. "Let's just get to the car..." "Am I understood?" I warned. "I may not be thinking straight but I'm very sen... sensible of my surroundings." "I don't think I'm going to want to take advantage of you..." He paused eyeing me suspiciously," you're not my type. I don't like blondes." I didn't know why but hearing that from this man, someone like him, made me really annoyed. What does he even know about women? I completely ignored him. "Can we go now?" He said snapping me from my tipsy mind. "I don't have all day". How rude! You're such a jerk, I turned to him. "I could ruin your life, you know that?" "Hmmmm...." The man grinned before drawing me close. I gulped feeling his hot breath as he spoke to me. "We better get you going ma'am, if you want me to get you home at least...safe." I wanted to speak but my throat went dry. He grabbed my hands and pulled my keys from me. Holding the keys with his other hand, he unlocked the car. Dropping me at the front seat and shutting the door, he didn't care that the night was cold and car was worse. He quickly went to the driver's seat. Fuck, I can't believe I'm actually pulling this off.There was nothing more irritating than this lady asking me to drive her home. I could have been doing other things, other really important useful things. I have never seen someone like this in my entire life who thought so highly of her self. She spoke with so much audacity that I couldn't refuse her. You there, do you drive? Her voice still echoed in my mind. She didn't even mind that I could be a serial killer, or something even worse. Or perhaps maybe it's because I dressed too causal. It's a weekend, everyone dresses casual but not this girl. She was hot. I stared at her as she rested helplessly at the reclined seat beside me. It was obvious she was drunk but still managed to gain control. It was pathetic. Pathetically hot. She was dressed in a sexy blue flay gown that complimented her blonde messy hair. I stared at her almost protruding breast that made way from her dress, it was beautiful. I hated it.. I hated it but eyefucked her anyways. It was a weekend but she w
It was seriously no fun getting a passed out woman out of the car. I had to be extra careful not to hurt her, or at least do anything.Lifting her in my arms, I headed to the front porch. I needed to drop her off without anyone seeing us, or at least me....with her! God damn she's heavy. It wasn't even like her weight was the problem, but the fact that my erection was bursting from my pants, raging to let loose. I glanced at the girl sleeping on my arms, wondering if I had been too hard earlier. It wasn't even like anything serious happened but in my opinion, she was the one who asked for it. I stopped at her front porch. Keeping her gently on the floor, I needed to leave. I stared at the woman lying helplessly on the floor, she didn't look to good compared to earlier. I heard her groan a little, it seemed she wanted to throw up. Serves her right for trying to bite my lips.. I walked away without even glancing back. I didn't need this distraction in my entire life. Not fro
"Jamie boy is really the goat," Marco teased, hitting me right on my back. "I can't believe you really got blowed by Georgio's daughter on the first day of meeting her. "You jerk," I hissed. "I don't even remember telling you what happened between us". "Molto divertente," he sat down. "Have you forgotten the walls have ears?" "And by ears, you mean checking my mails?" Enzo chipped in, the lights blazing from behind the laptop screen. "For a multimillionaire you're pretty dumb. You left your fingerprint all over my screen." "Can you literally give me a break Enzo? Besides, we're like twin for life." he smiled sheepishly. "Your mails are my mails." "Hmmmmmmmmmm, Enzo smirked. "Twin my foot." "I must say I commend you as my twin. How did you even know she was gonna even be there? Or have you and James have been stalking her all these while.... Woah, I'm not surprised" I could only just smile at him. Enzo was the brains behind finding her. He had told m
I didn't feel anything for my dad, nothing at all. I dropped my glass on the bar counter. He deserved everything he was getting. He had abandoned us, all of us. He had caused my mother's death and I couldn't just forgive him for it. He made me become like this, there was no turning back. I felt the alcohol burn as it slid through my throat. Everything was a big mess. I still couldn't find that guy, and Georgio might probably die... someday. I recalled the good old days when mama was still alive and sound. We were a happy family once, but suddenly it had to changed. Georgio had caused this life for himself and now he's bedridden, they all expect I care for him. Forget all that had happened, and move on. With my own hard earned wealth.... It was never going to happen. Ding* My phone chimed again. I supposed it was still Kim pestering me. still trying to get me to change my mind, especially after the way I reacted earlier before storming out. I had hurt
The three of us sat around a small table at the bar. I leaned back in my chair, swirling my drink causally, a smug smile creeping into my face. I grinned. "You won't believe I ran into her again. She was sitting alone on the barstool, no idea I was watching her. I played it cool and tipped Frank, pretending I was the bartender." I chuckled taking a sip. "She bought it completely, even insisted she was gonna report me to the manager." Enzo laughed. "You mean to tell me you literally got Frank to leave for you? That fucker doesn't even listen to anyone. especially me, his boss. I know it had to take a lot of convincing to do that." " Nah... It was all the right timing. There's nothing a few dollars can't solve." "So how did it go? Did you pour the most expensive drink on her dress in your attempt to make a cocktail?" He teased. I smirked. "I told her that she literally came to harass me at my workplace. She actually looked like she was stressed up.
"Buzzzzz............" The vibrator echoed throughout the whole office. My chair reclined, as i simultaneously grind my hips to the movement of the artificial satisfaction in my hands. "Mmmm...," a slight moan escaped from my lips. Nothing could be better than this moment right now. My body shivered as my orgasm built up. I felt my heart race at a steady pace. This was the long awaited moment. The moment that justifies it all, the moment of ultimate satisfaction which no man could give. I was almost there and i could feel it. Someone barged in. "Holy fuck heather! What do you think you're doing?" Kim jaw dropped as he stared blankly at me. Closing his eyes with the files in his hands, he moved forward. "Imagine someone else came in here and saw you looking like this? What do you think would have happened? A blackmail for sure." He reprimanded me. I sighed as i adjusted myself. This was the one time i was almost so close. "Well, he or sh
"What's going on here?" Joshua, my father's personal assistant asked. He had been specifically appointed by my dad to look after my progress in the business. I always just thought he'd eventually get tired and go away, but he always made it through. He wore thick round glasses that hid the wrinkles on his aging face. Unlike my father, I preferred and could stand him. "Heather, my office... Now!" I resisted for some minutes before finally giving in. "You better be gone before I get back." I warned her, before following the man to his office. The whole ground remained silent as she left. The lady knowing all was over, got up and went to her desk. Nobody even dared to look at her direction as she left to pack her belongings before the security men showed up. "Heather, what was the meaning of that fuss outside?" Joshua reprimanded me. "This wasn't the deal with your dad. How do you expect to make him proud if you keep acting like this?" I shot him a dirty look. "Don't involv