She was Sophia Perez the CEO of estilo, the best fashion company in New York. She had everything to make a man fall on his knees. She had long jet black her, beautiful pump lips and a body of a godess. But unfortunately for them, she didn't want a m...
Today I was going to Lorenzos office to get the details of our attack on the Russians.
Was I excited to see that sexy hulk of a man agian?
nah.
Stop lying Sophia, you know damn well you are.
My inner subconscious is a whore.
I sighed not wanting to get out of bed.
Since when did my bed become so comfy?
I groaned and decided that it would be best to get ready
Screw you Lorenzo Moretti for making me get up on a Sunday.
I mentally gave him the middle finger.
I got out of bed and went to the bathroom had a shower, did my skincare you know, all the boring stuff.
Now for the fun part. My outfit.
What outfit was going to make me look like a fucking goddess?
It took like 20 minutes but in the end I decides to were something classy and slutty at the same time just because I'm a tease.
And also because I love to see men drool over what they can't have.
I was wearing a lacey, sleeveless top that hugged my waist and matching colour trousers. I finished the outfit of with jewellery which was just a sliver necklace and a few simple bracelets and rings.
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I straightened my hair and put it into a bun. I then did my makeup.
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Did I slay?
I absolutely fucking did.
I got into one of my favourite cars. No I don't have a driver. I can drive myself so what's the point?
I pulled up at his building.
fuck it was big.
That's what she said. Sophia, no.
I went to the reception and saw a lady who was probably about 5'2. She had long brunette hair and a beautiful figure.
She looked like she was nice.
"Hi I'm-" I began.
"Look, Mr Moretti is very busy today so if your just one of his whores" she looked me up and down with disgust, "which u probably are, it's best if you just leave" she nodded towards the exit.
I watched as an innocent smile made its way on to her face and she began typing on her computer.
I'm about to fucking kill someone. Did that bitch just call me a whore?
I leaned over the desk and glared at her.
I grabbed a big chunk of her hair and harshly tugged on it so she fell bellow me on her knees.
She shrieked in pain which got the attention of some people in the room who were watching us with curious eyes.
"What gives you the right to call me a fucking whore?" I seethed at the bitch bellow me who know had tears streaming down her face. Probably due to how hard I tugged on her hair.
I'll do a lot more then tug on your hair bitch.
"Let go of me you slut!" She shrieked.
By now, the whole room was silent just watching us. No one made a move to stop us so I did the only thing that could make me feel happy.
"Sleep tight bitch" I whispered which she only replied with a confused look.
I plunged my fist into her forehead the connection so loud the whole room could probably hear. She was out cold.
No one fucking disrespects me.
I looked around and the whole room was watching me with fear.
I smirked.
"Does anyone else wanna disrespect me?" I said to the room.
Silence.
I'll take that as a no.
"Good, now can someone tell me where the fuck Lorenzo Moretti is?" I said
"Right here" a voice said from behind me. A voice which I recognised as Lorenzo's.
Well shit.
A/N
Hey guyss chapter 5 is outt. Make sure you guys vote and comment. Love you guysss 💕
-Z
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