Romancing A Banking Magnate (Full English Version)

Chapter 14

Katrina was already gone for a few hours, yet Xavier still hadn't recovered from the aftermath of their explosive encounter. He was pissed off, and he was surely not in the mood to do anything. He actually just stayed inside his office, standing beside the floor to ceiling glass wall with his arms in his pockets, as he stared blankly into the rich skyline of Metro Manila.

He couldn't shake off Katrina from his mind. He felt as if he had been hit by a hurricane, and she'd left a lasting impression on him. Not just a lasting impression, but an avalanche of emotions.

That woman was surely one hell of a tease. Right after she had successfully stirred his d1ck to life, like no other woman had successfully done so while he was in his pursuit to cure his impotence, she just left him hanging in the middle of nowhere. And that was the major reason why he couldn't normally function after she left his office.

He hadn't had sex for months now. And today, the drive to bang a woman after a long hiatus snapped back at him, but she refused him. He was jilted, and it wasn't a good feeling at all. His loins were aching really badly. His entire system was clamoring to have a good ol' sex, but she'd made him wait. And he had never been frustrated like this all his life.

Damn!

Now, he couldn't wait to be married to that woman named Katrina de Leon. He couldn't wait to get her to his bed and bang her to his hearts' content. He would surely feast on her delectable body. He wouldn't stop fucking her until his bloody d1ck surrenders. He would make sure that he would get every dime of his money's worth.

The thought made his blood rushed exhilaratingly to his nerves. His c0ck violently yanked inside his pants, and the pain in his gut intensified. He was already nursing a painful erection since Katrina popped in his line of vision, and right now, his boner was tempting him to take matters in his own hands.

He was literally fucking her on his mind when his perverted thoughts were cut off by the annoying ringtone that was originating from his phone.

He walked to his desk and picked up his phone. He checked the name that appeared on the screen. It was Nikolas. His bastard of a friend.

He pushed the answer button. "Hello, Nikolas?" he answered with an irritation in his voice.

"Hey, bro, what's up?" Nikolas quipped in his usual playful tone.

"I'm not in the mood, Nik, so spill the beans right away. Why are you calling?" he asked straightforwardly. He had no time putting up with his usual antic. Not when his thoughts were monopolized by Katrina.

"Oh, wow! What the hell happened to you, man, and you sound like that?" Nikolas' teasing chuckles filled the line.

"None of your business, dumbass. Now speak, or I'll cut this call." He was goddamned serious. He would drop the call if Nik wouldn't engage in a serious conversation.

"Okay, I got it, Xave. You're really pissed off. I don't know why, but well, I just called to ask you if you're already taking the capsules I gave you a few days ago? The Everec? It's for your own good, buddy."

His eyebrows cocked. Nikolas gave him another sex stimulant drug days ago, and urged him to try it. He was reluctant, but his friend was pushy enough so he yielded to his idea. He knew Nikolas only cared for him, and for the sake of his little junior, he accepted the capsules.

"Yes. I've been drinking that for three days now," he answered lazily. His eyes darted back to the glass wall, to the rows of skyscrapers that littered around his own pride – the UNB Tower.

Katrina's face popped in his mind. She was smiling sweetly at him, fucking his mind titillatingly, as she carnally seduced his overall consciousness. Just the mere thought of her made his c0ck reacted in an outrageous manner. His massive erection strained against the fabric of his pants, furiously demanding freedom from confinement.