♥Asher's POV♥
My brows creased as I flung the newspaper into the nearest garbage dump once my chauffeur opened the doors of my limousine parked right in front of my sky scrapper popularly known as Musk Petroleum Empire, A company that rivals with only the best of the best most successful company in the whole of the United States of America. Don't ask me how I ranked the highest on the Forbes list for seven consecutive years, It is a long story that I would be divulging bit by bit based on my tight schedule.
Those bloody stupid media houses seemed like they were deriving joy in my doom. Of all things that mattered to me, the reputation of my company in society is a string I hold dear to my heart. I have worked my ass off for years by single-handedly building and leading my ancestors' company to greater heights. Musk Petroleum empire and all it took was just a scandal to lead it straight to the ground and I will not be having that.
"Good morning Mr Musk." My employees chorused in unison while I scoffed without sparing them a glance.
"What is good about this morning?" I fired back at them and their eyes immediately fell to the ground.
"Have you seen the tabloid? It is horrible." I yelled at the lot of them while they scampered from my sight.
"The first paragraph reads, the Musk petroleum Empire also known as MPE could be said to be under incapable hands of the youngest successor that hails from the high-profiled celebrity family after a mighty explosion rocked the shores of NYC, reducing twelve workers into ashes and three badly wounded who are currently under the ICU treatment at NewYork-Presbyterian hospitaL." My brunette secretary folded her hands to her chest and stood inches from me. Her scent wafted into my nostrils and I could feel myself slowly feeling at ease.
As a young and eligible wealthy bachelor, I have been with quite a number of women that ranges from model-looking women in all forms and shapes that I have lost my body count. I'm no whore but I find it so hard to be committed to one person majorly because as an Alpha, I have a mate meant somewhere waiting to be discovered someday. But pending the time I find the flesh of my flesh, I am a man with an insatiable need due to my high libido and I bask in the joy knowing that no matter whatever trap mundane women set for me in order to get a shortcut to my wealth by setting me up with pregnancy tales, It is impossible and a mere myth to get a humanoid pregnant simply because they wouldn't survive it. The werewolf fetus feeds on the blood of the host mother and will eventually drain her till death.
I shook my head. "Now they are questioning my skills due to an accident that occurred?!"
"It is preposterous I know." She bit her lips. "That is why I took the liberty to invite a writer from the same print publishing house so you can steer the narrative."
"What can I do without you!" I let out a relieved sigh.
"Nothing." She smirked. "However, before you go for that interview that should be starting in less than an hour." She eyed her Prada wristwatch.
"Yes?" I cocked a brow at my highly efficient brunette secretary.
"I suggest you find a way to tame those emotions, first impression matters and you have to appear like you have got it all under control." Her heels clicked as she took a step forward and another till there was no space left.
"What do you have in mind, Clarrisa?" I tucked a strand of her wavy hair behind her ear and sniffled her cologne.
"How about we play a little hide and seek? Go to your office and let me come find you." A naughty smile appeared on her face and she winked at me before strutting off. Her backside looked fuller and rounder and then I had this sudden itch to run my hands on them and smack them playfully.
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