Chapter Three| Have Her.

It's been over two weeks since I last seen her, talked to her, have her close to me. It's been over two weeks since I last saw her sleep and watch her as a stalker.

And I pushed her away because of my trust issues, I can't tolerate disloyalty, and I should know that she would never do anything to hurt me on purpose but it's been so long since I've seen her and I don't know if things are still the same between us.

A lot of people have used me and are still trying to use me. Some see me as a threat and I need to know where she falls with me. 

I know she knows about my sudden success but she doesn't know about how I got it, however, her question threw me off and I tried to cover it with some humour but she seemed adamant to know the answer and it made me think she was working with her father.

They've always known she was my kryptonite, and for some reason, I always hoped I was hers. That's why I needed to know how much had happened in her life while I was gone.

Had she found some boyfriend that kept her company and that she had somehow fallen in love with? But seeing from her behaviour at the party and what she said to me, she hasn't been happy for the longest time, she's just been living her life for her dad.

She didn't even know what she wanted for her own life, what it was that would make her happy. Her father had corrupted her mind so much she was okay with being in a career that wasn't for her. If only her mother was still here.

Straightening my suit, I went over my speech a thousand times in my head that I would deliver to her father, a business meeting that I had requested, just so that I could see her again. Just a glimpse of her would cool down the need to have her with me all the time. I needed to see her.

"Good day, Mr Daniels. Mr Adams is in his office," the maid gestured to the room upstairs, nothing has changed in this house.

"Where's Amelia?" I grunted out disturbed by the fact that I hadn't seen her yet. You just arrived, relax.

"Ms Adams retired to her bedroom shortly after breakfast, shall I call her for you?" she asked looking up at me and I shook my head dismissing her.

I walked up to his office and the door was open.

"Come in, Daniels," he said roughly and I rolled my eyes entering his office. I was immediately engulfed in a musky scent, I looked around his office and noted that it had little change in it. The desk was still in the same place, his bookcase had more books now, however, he never had that painting on the wall behind him.

I unbuttoned my suit jacket right before I sat down on the chair, my eyes scanned over him as he finished off writing some stuff on his papers and signing it off.

He closed the document and put it aside neatly while putting his engraved R.A pen on his left. His glasses rested on the bridge of his nose before he took them off placing them near his pen.

"This feels familiar doesn't it?" he said finally looking at me, he had a smirk splayed on his face as we both recalled the last time I sat in front of his desk pleading for him to grant my one request, back when I had nothing.

"Much so, however, I do believe this time things will go different," I replied confidentiality and he smiled leaning back on his chair.

"I wish to know what goes on in your head, but that will have to wait as much important issues wait for our discussion."

"Indeed they do. I intend on taking a quarter of the D'nialds block on the harbour, what's your take on it?" I told him leaning against my chair. He got up from his chair and walked over to his minibar and poured us both a drink.

Passing me my drink, he sat down sipping his drink slowly before putting it down.

"What makes you think you can?"

"Obviously my status now, need I remind you that I have passed your ranking and I'm much more friendly with the Barreau's more than you are."

"How'd you do it again?" he asked putting his finger under his chin as he leaned back looking at me. "Was it the work you did for the Crows or Snakes? Or was it merely good ethics?"

"Good business," I answered taking a sip of my drink and he roared with laughter.

"Good business," he repeated shaking his head. "However I have to refuse your take, a quarter percentage is way too much and too risky for my business. I'm willing to give you one point two percent."

"Don't ridicule me, Rick, one point two percent is no higher than three cents on a good day, let alone it's twenty percent lower than I bargained for," I said standing up and putting my hands in my pockets. I walked over to his window and looked out to the estate.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Amelia coming out of the sliding doors with a towel and a book in her hands. She had a fairly large sunhat on with shades. She was wearing a two-piece red bikini that shaped out her body way too well.

I felt a stir in my pants just from looking at her. Turning her back towards me she bent over preparing her chair and I had to hold in my groan as I watched her. I had already muted Rick as he continued explaining his reasons behind his pathetic offer, he must take me for a fool.

She sat down on her chair and opened her book covering her face with it, no I need to see her.

I took my phone out and shot her a quick message still hearing Rick talk a bunch of crap.

You look beautiful.

She looked at her phone confused looking around her but never up. She shrugged the message off and went back to her book. A few seconds later, she put her book down and her hands went behind her back slowly untying the knot that kept her breasts hidden. She removed her bra and put it next to her.

Fuckkkkkkk!

Put it back on!

I for one was enjoying the view but I didn't like how other people could see it as well. Thoughts of what I could do to those breasts flooded my mind, I bet they'd be soft against my palms, and her sweet chocolate areola making it irresistible not to taste her. My pants tightened as I thought of possibilities, fucking possibilities.

"Daniels, are you listening?" Rick pulled me out of my thoughts and I still looked at Amelia.

"I have a new proposal," I said turning around. "I want Amelia."

"What?"

"I want Amelia to come work for me, and I won't touch your D'nialds block," I offered and he frowned.

"Just like last time, no."

"Perhaps I didn't phrase that correctly, Amelia works for me now, if not, I will take the whole block."

He seemed to be in thought about it before he got up from his chair extending his hand. "Deal."

"Pleasure doing business. Goodbye Rick," I got out of his office and walked to the pool area. Amelia was in the pool swimming and I stood by the edge waiting for her.

She slowly came up from under the water and her eyes met mine in shock, she climbed out of the pool using the stairs and I walked closer to her.

"I said put it back on," I growled out handing her the bra, she looked at it before looking down at her breasts, I allowed my eyes to do the same, the only problem is I did that a bit longer and she was already staring at me with a smile.

"Nah, I like them wet. Don't they look better this way?" she asked grabbing them in her hands and squeezing them, my hands itched to touch them, feel them. My tongue craved to have them in my mouth and make them wet.

"I don't think seducing your boss is allowed Amelia," I whispered walking closer to her. "However, I will make an exception because we're not in the office."

She looked up at me confused and I smirked.

"Huh?"

"You work for me now, love," I said nipping her ear and walked away.

"What!"