Taming Mr. Black

06. Killian

KILLIAN'S POV

I slowly open my eyes as I take in my surroundings. I'm in my bedroom with two different female arms wrapped around my body.

" Fuck. What's the time?" I grunt, pushing these unfamiliar women off my body.

I don't even remember them or their names. The only thing I remembered last night was getting pissed because Naomi rejected me and ran away. I was kind of furious over the matter. I mean who knew rejection tasted this sour? I've never been rejected by anyone before. I can't even remember a woman telling me no. All they know how to do is say yes especially when there's money involved.

I went downstairs last night after Naomi ran away, to the other side of my club that I barely visited and a lot of people were surprised to see me downstairs. I asked Preston where Naomi was and he told me one of the servers saw her get dressed in a hurry and left. She probably thought I wanted to fire her.

And then later, I remember requesting Raymond to get me a girl. I guess that's how I ended up in my bedroom last night with these two strange women all sprawled in my bed naked. I got pretty wasted last night, all because the woman I wanted didn't want me back. She fucking rejected me right in front of my friend and that piece of shit Barry who had the right to touch her. I made Tony, my bouncer, throw him out last night. He was furious and confused. I mean my worker slapped him and I had to throw him out too after my worker slapped him. Pretty unfair. But I couldn't help myself. He laid his hand on her. He didn't have a fucking right to do that.

I crawl out of my bed naked and search my closet for something to wear. I pull sweatpants up my thighs and stare at these naked olive skinned women fast asleep. How did they even fucking spend the night? Naomi was the only thing I thought about as I fucked these women. I wanted it to be her. I wanted her. I want to bury myself inside her and listen to her beautiful voice moan my name. But she fucking loathes me for no damn cause. I can see it in her eyes. The way she stares at me. She doesn't like me. And maybe I shouldn't like her or want her because she's practically my worker and it's pretty fucked up to want to fuck my worker, but I can't help it.

As much as this is weird, I can't have peace until I have her. She's proven herself to be a challenge and I love challenges. Whether she likes it or not, I'm gonna have her in my bed, writhing underneath me as he cries and moans in pleasure. I drag my duvet off these strange girls and they squirm.

" Goldie, curtains?" I say to my Virtual assistant.

" Good afternoon Mr. Black. Hope you had a good night's rest?" My virtual assistant, Goldie, asks. My curtains slowly automatically open.

I groan in response. Who knew it was afternoon already? How much did I drink? Obviously a lot to get Naomi out of my head and I failed.

There's a soft knock on my door and I drop the duvet on the floor, leaving the women nude to every eye. I hear their irritating whines.

" Get off my fucking bed!" I yell at these girls as they jerk up from my bed, fully awake.

" Out. All of you!" I point at them.

" Killian." Raymond's voice calls my name as I open the door.

The women hurriedly wear their clothes. Raymond walks in, staring at the scenery.

" You sure did have a party last night." Raymond says, smirking.

" Are you here with what I want?" I ask Raymond as the girls hurry out of my room with their shoes in their hands.

" Yup. Mr. Bright calls about the new app update. He's interested."

" I can't believe you're seriously talking about work on a Saturday. Goldie, what's my Saturday motivational quote?" I ask, walking away from Raymond and towards my ensuite bathroom.