My Desirable CEO

Part 4

Aubrey's outfit portion (She doesn't look like this :))

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Luca's pov

My mouth gaped open when the other line went dead. I had just got bitched out at ME! Luca Giovacchin,

Giovacchin enterprises CEO had gotten bitched out and by a girl 'he' didn't even know.

But the weird thing is, I couldn't get her voice out of my mind even if all she did just insult the shit out of me.

I thought about why she had answered Mia's phone. Indeed Mia hated my guts because I betrayed her, but I told her I wasn't looking for commitment, and to my lack of surprise, she accidentally fell for me. I didn't blame her though it was hard not to fall for a guy like me.

Girls will be girls. They think that they can change a man, but I'm not ready to settle down in reality. It wasn't the time, and the universe was agreeing with me because it hadn't yet provided me with a mate. Many people, especially my family, were constantly nagging me and worried that I would never find her, but I wasn't in a rush to find her, whoever she was. I was happy and enjoying my single bachelor life.

The next day I spent the morning at the packhouse, I had training, and I also had to check in with everything to see if it was running in order. As the Alpha, it was my job to check in with all the coordinators of the different sections, such as the inventory, education, security, and business, to see if everything on the pack territory was running smoothly. Our territory was like a small town, everything had its place, and everyone had a job. All members had somewhere to live and in the center of the town was a packhouse that was accessible to everyone. Not only was I responsible for my pack and my territory, but also my multi-million dollar business.

"Luca, are you ready to go?" I was snapped out of my thoughts as Grayson came down the stairs with a file in his hand.

I nodded and walked to the front entrance.

I respected Grayson a lot. He was my right-hand man and my beta. When My father was killed two years ago, I had hit rock bottom. Greyson was the one who stepped up and kept the pack going before it was finally my turn to rule. I wasn't at all nervous because I knew I would always have him by my side. He guided me to become a great Alpha to protect my pack. He was also why I could support and still run my pack and business when I was broken; if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have lost everything. He helped fill some of the void left from my father's death.

"Grayson," I called, and he looked up from the file in his hand and listened attentively.

"I know you don't want to, but you're coming to the benefit auction." It came out as more of an order than a request, but truth be told, after a little while, they get boring, and so many girls throw themselves at me. I need Greyson to take some of the load too. I know that I'm the hottest bachelor in New York, but some girls need to tone it down.

Thinking back, there were many instances where the girls behaved so wildly that even I couldn't handle it. There was a time when a girl was so obsessed with me that she kept sending me used lingerie in the mail. I was flattered but unfortunately not too keen about the lack of hygiene. Girls need to understand that I'm one man, and not all of them can have me.

"I don't know if I can Luca, I have to be in Florida the next morning. Where closing the deal on the resort and-," I cut him off

"The flights the next morning, so just come." He was the one who attended business abroad because I wasn't physically able to leave my territory unattended. I had too many responsibilities. I felt guilty sometimes because Grayson had dedicated his life to us, but he assured me that it was okay and that he liked being kept busy, but I knew the real reason, it was because he hadn't found his mate and he thought he would never.

He was losing hope and covering up the hurt. He worked endless hours.

Greyson let out a sigh. "Fine, I'll go, but we need to get going right now, or else we're going to be late for the meeting," He replied.

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Parking my Audi in front of Vanni enterprises, I stepped out, and so did Grayson.

Handing my key to the drivers, I walked into the lobby. Grayson was by my side only to be joined by an underdressed worker. "Mr. Giovanni, can I direct you to the meeting room?" A woman with a tight blouse asked, squeezing my arm making more of her fake tits spill out of the top of her tight blouse.

She was gorgeous, but in a botched way, I could see through all the surgeries this woman had gone through. For fuck's sake, this woman was a plastic barbie wannabe. I could tell that everything visible about her was tampered with. Her lips were plumped substantionally, and even though she raised her eyebrows, there was nothing natural about it. At the end of the day, who was I to judge? The body is your temple... do whatever the fuck you want to it.

I replied with a simple nod showing no emotion and followed her. The sound of her heels 'ticking' on the flourished white floor echoed through the halls, and she swayed her hips even more in front of Grayson and me to gain attention, but like before, I wasn't interested.

Walking to the end of the corridor, we finally came across a set of large french doors. She stopped and opened the door more harshly with a 'bang.' We were met by a couple of dozen businessmen and women looking around.

I paused. Something hit my nose before I saw it.

I looked around until I saw the long locks of hair.

In front of me was the most ravishing woman on this planet. I couldn't begin to describe her beauty. It was one only someone could have dreamed of. I couldn't help my eyes from taking in all of her as fast as I could,

I eyed her from where I stood. Inspecting every single aspect of this muse in front of me. I couldn't see much from where I was standing, and my legs begged to get closer. I could feel the heat in my rise to the surface, and the beast inside of me itched to lash out and take what was his.

As I stood there, I started to imagine the rest of her, as I looked under the table I could see her tanned bare legs which could only mean one thing, that she was wearing some sort of dress or skirt and I could help but feel the heat rising in me again, but this time it wasn't my wolf, it was me. As the smell of after rain and lavender got stronger, I got weaker.

It wasn't until I met her dull doll-like gray eyes that it struck me.

Mate!

To be continued...

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