red velvet room (m.j.)

Chapter VII

A/N: Hey guys. I know I've taken ages to update but here it is. Enjoy my loves.

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"You give me hot fever."

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Michael rubbed his bottom lip with eyes flaring in mad frustration. After telling her about that man who ruined his life, all he could think about from that moment was her ridiculous decision to still have Curtis controlling his girl. His girl only. How couldn't she see the consequences she may have to face if she does not follow his simple instructions?

Michael knew the want in her already. Lurking the inner depths of her good-girl persona was a woman craving for a kind of pleasure she has never experienced before. The warmth of her dripping substance from in between her tender thick thighs was enough to let Michael know what she really needed. More than a few good rocking on bed to get her body shaking in ecstasy.

If only she didn't said yes to the internship, then he wouldn't have to have this discussion with Benjamin in his office at all.

"When is her first shift?" Michael asked with his palms gripping on the edges of my desk.

"Tomorrow night, sir."

"Shit," he grunted, pushing himself away from his desk and using his hands to rake them through his wild hair. "Night shifts are always interesting."

"But sir, unlike yourself, it is not appropriate for Curtis to get into an intimate relationship with Miss Grigio even if she also wanted to. It can violate laws and can also result with Curtis possibly going through court hearings and--"

"Ben, I don't care if letting her go will ruin Curtis' reputation and career," Michael stopped him with his voice raised, "I just want her with me right now, don't you fucking understand?"

Sex has treated Michael so well over the years, he would go insane. So much that he couldn't live a day without someone playing with his dick. Sadly, Benjamin knew of this unusual routine for Michael, and he pretty much does it almost every night of the week. Although, he has stopped for a while, probably reserving his desires for that woman he was dying to get his filthy hands on.

"Just find another girl, Michael. I'm pretty sure I heard that Candy was dying to see you for the past couple of weeks now since your last meeting."

"Candice can find herself a new job if she continues to bug the shit outta me," he spoke with no remorse. Michael cleared his throat upon realisation of his tone, "I'm sorry, it must be the anger talking."

"Michael, sir, you need to rest. We can figure this out tomorrow when the girl leaves," Benjamin suggested calmly. Michael heaved a tired sigh as he said goodnight to his old friend. His journey back to his penthouse was quite uneventful, and quiet. Though, Michael had been thinking about Curtis, and Samantha taking the internship again, he wasn't entirely sure why he was obsessing over something so unimportant, in reality.

Benjamin must be right, maybe it was reasonable to let her go. Let the problem happen on its own, and it will be Curtis that will have to deal with it anyway. Michael will have a chance on earning back his reputation and everything else in life will flow well the way he wanted it. But what if Curtis does something to Samantha that can only hurt her? Left to beg for help.

What the heck. Michael only wanted her for his need only. He never planned to care for someone like Samantha Grigio, especially. Maybe it was his growing infatuation clouding his selfish, erotic desires when it comes to handling this woman.