Chapter three

Ferdinand's POV

"Go harder! Fuck----!" The whore screamed with pleasure as I spanked her on the butt.

"Keep your voice down!" I said coldly and she immediately obeyed.

I turned her on the desk, and she was now facing me, her red hair a mess. "Sit!" I ordered. "And spread your legs wide."

She did as I said and I stared openly at her womanhood that showed darkly. She had wide hips and her breath were full, pointed and alluring. I felt my blood sing in male anticipation.

Bang! Bang! A knock sounded on the door. Who the hell had the audacity to come to my office by this time of the day. I had clearly warned all the staffs to steer clear of my office anytime I was around.

I pushed the whore aside. "Get dressed and get out!" I yelled at her and she immediately scrambled to her feet and scampered around the room to get dressed. 

"Get out! Your payment would be wired to you!" The door opened and she got out and a farmilar figure worked in with a lady following closely behind him.

"Good morning, Chairman." James O'Connor greeted.

I slanted him a menancing glance and he immediately looked away. Good! I turned my gaze to the lady and recognition filtered down. Wait a minute.... It was the lady from the cafe. The bitch who ruined my dress!

"What do you want, Mr O'Connor?" I asked him.

He blinked rapidly, clearing his throat in a somewhat anxious manner. "I was hoping to discuss about some-- I--- I thought you might be willing to help this lady here." He beckoned to her and she came forward.

Her gaze landed on my face, and I could see as shock flashed through her features followed by a quick look of comprehension. She recognized me too. My gaze moved irrevocably to the front of her shirt, where the fabric clung to her curves like a second skin. I hadn't even noticed that when I saw her earlier.

My gaze trailed downwards, to her small, curvy hips. The way the blue jean hugged her curves tightly made something tighten inside of me. Lust was suddenly beating me over the head and I had trouble trying to concentrate. What was going on here? I almost said that out loud but I expertly caught the words in my throat.

Yeah, she was hot, attractive, sexy. You name it, but that doesn't mean I hadn't seen better and even sizzling body shape than that. I had seen ladies with badass burst, and very curvy hips and butt, so what about this particular lady that was making me feel this way. I didn't like that at all. She wasn't even my type. 

I love my women bursty and full everywhere, red heads or dirty blondes. Definitely not some innocent faced lady with big puppy blue eyes.

"Sir?" James voice drew my attention back and I almost swore for being caught lost in thoughts. It was all this lady's fault for making me distracted.

"Yes? How may I help her?" My voice sounded harsh even to my own ears.

"She says she wants to have a word with you and she was willing to do anything for your help."

"Alright, leave." I told him and he obeyed instantly.

I turned to face the lady immediately the door clicked shut. "How may I help you?"

She lowered her gaze and I could see how she swallowed hard in her throat. "Sir, I need your---"

"Start with your name?" I interrupted.

"I'm Jazmine." She muttered quietly as if fighting to keep her voice steady. "My sister has been hospitalized for a while now, She was diagnosed with leukemia. And now, the hospital bills are due and she also needs to get surgery but I don't know anyone else to turn to. Mr O'Connor says you might help."

Suddenly, all I wanted to do so badly was to tease her. I wanted to see her so ruffled up. "So, now that you've seen me, do you still think I would help you?" I asked her, smirking.

She shivered and suddenly looked sick. "I really--- I really need your help. My sister could die anytime soon." 

Her words touched a long buried feeling in me. Sympathy. I suddenly pitied her. Me, Ferdinand Steel pitied a lady. I didn't like the sound of that at all. Who was this lady exactly and why was I reacting this way towards her. So, what if her sister was on the verge of death, how was that possibly my business? Yeah, it wasn't my business. I shouldn't pity her right?

"Are you that desperate to get the money for her surgery and the hospital bills?" I asked and she nodded firmly.

"I would do anything." This was the second time she was saying that to me. She would do anyway. Let's see if she would really do as she had said.

"What if I asked you to sleep with me, would you still do it?"

Her eyes opened wide as she stared at me in horror. She didn't speak, she just continued staring at me. I knew it. She was so innocent. She wouldn't do something like that.

"So, you think I would help without you doing something in return. Life is give and take, don't you know?"

"Sir, is there any other thing I could give you in return?" I could hear the desperation in her voice. She must really love her sister.

I opened my mouth to say something but my phone rang. "Hello, boss." Tyler's voice came through.

"What is the situation?" I asked, scowling at the phone.

"The old man is dead!" He said flatly and I hung up immediately.

That could only mean one thing. I had to act very fast. I galnced at the lady, standing at my front, staring at me with pleading eyes.

"Marry me!" The words were out of my mouth

even before I knew what was going on.