Collateral Damage

14

Audrey kept her legs open, popping her gum as she sat on the edge of Alexander's very expensive desk. She leaned back on her hands. Alexander had taken a necessary detour from picking her up, leaving her bored in his office. He sat between her legs, leaning back in his chair, his phones ringing off the hook.

"This merger isn't gonna happen," Alexander demanded, "Not without at least 32 percent of shares, and there's no ands of butts I find care who's dick you have to suck to do it!"

Audrey texted filling her time and amusing herself.
Alexander frowned at Audrey who grinned at her phone.

"I don't think you understand how an illegal monopoly works, son. Let me help you out. I acquire a bunch of businesses; corner and subvert the market to uphold the illusion that capitalism works and you have a choice? But in actuality, any loan you get is either mine or owned by a company I own. Got it now?"

Audrey raised her brows and popped her gum. "You're the worst thing to happen to the world since the Greeks bit it," she droned.

He snatched her phone, scrolling through the texts, stopping on the selfie Dallas has sent her.

"You already know what the fuck he looks like, tell 'em to stop sending you pictures," he demanded softly.

Audrey snatched her phone back. Alexander frowned deeply returning to his phone conversation.

"They're not supposed to like it, Joshua. You're supposed to be draining them off customers until they can't survive without the acquisition."

Alexander rolled his eyes, extending his hand for Audrey's phone. She typed something out, and shoved it in his face.

"Yes it's still insider trading if you're a weirdo that's not the kind of outsider they're talking about," he tried, squinting at her phone.

Capitalist pig.

Alexander rolled his eyes, typing something back in her notes.

You like bacon.

Audrey sighed dramatically and leaned back. Alexander's large hands trailed up her thighs, squeezing her flesh.

"Good. If anything else happens you call me I'm in turn office to 5."

Alexander hung up the phone, staring at Audrey. Her breasts damn near spilling out of her top, enticing him. His hands remembered the weight of them, spilling out of his hands, so soft and pliant. She always sprayed perfume in her cleavage leaving a sweet, vanilla scent lingering. He sighed, and leaned back in his seat, squeezing her thighs. He leaned up, pressing his lips against hers gently.

She allowed him, relishing in the gentle touch of his lips. His hand twirled into her hair, noting her pout.

"What is it?" He asked, lifting her chin.

"I wanna go home. Why do I have to be here till 5? I have a 8am class tomorrow. I wanna relax in my dorm,"

Alexander shrugged. "Uber. Or...I could buy you takeout, and you sit on my lap and put your hands in my hair and stop texting that infant."

Audrey held out her hand. "And you'll let me go home after that? Oh and I want you knock 500 off my loan."

He sighed. "Fine. What's the hand for?"
"Your ring. I want it as collateral." She demanded.

Alexander scoffed. "I never lie to you—"

She looked at him expectantly. He rolled his eyes, he sung a sigh, and tugged his ring off his pinkie, resting it gingerly in her hands. She out it on his middle finger, smiling, watching it glint in the light.

"Oh," she grinned. "Nice. It even makes flipping you off a better experience," she flipped him her middle finger. He caught it, and shook it with a blank stare.

"You are a disturbed brat determined to drain me dry aren't you?" He muttered, "You little—"

The phone ring. He held up his finger, answering it. "Speak. Yes. Yes. When I said suck his dick I meant in exchange for a favorable outcome for the company not just your enjoyment."

Alexander sighed. "Yes. I understand. I should've been more clear in my sentiment. Let me rephrase. Find another executive, suck their dick, and this is key: for a favorable outcome for me." He finished slowly, and with purpose.

"Yes, well you do a lot for me, Joshua and I would never want to put you in an uncomfortable situation. So you don't have to lick her cunt but if you did do that I would consider it a valuable contribution to this company."

He hung up. "Yeah...we're getting that deal."

Audrey frowned deeply. "Are you pimping out your secretary?"

"No. I am...allowing my CFO to express himself sexually on behalf of the company," he clarified. "Believe it or not, he prefers it to meetings I've tried to convince him all he has to do is...stand up in front of a projector and 12 people and he told me he'd rather do his way."

Alexander shrugged. "And who am I to stand in the way of success and profits?"

Audrey laid back on his desk, resting her feet on his lap and shook her head. "You're the fucking worst, Alexander Remington."

He grinned. "Tell it someone who cares."