Unexpected Rendezvous

Sleepless night

After the lunch and interview, I dropped Rowena off at her small flat on the other side of the city. I had never realized that there were this kind of areas in England, but then again, I had always went to the business district or the fanciest block in town. I had learnt so much about Rowena during our lunch. I realized that she wasn't only beautiful on the outside, but she was also very intelligent. She graduated from Oxford with honour - she took Engineering Science as her major. It was probably one of the hardest major in the world. Rowena also got a scholarship from Oxford and it actually amused me. I also graduated from Oxford. I studied International Development for my bachelor degree and took Politics and International Relations for my master degree. In contrast to Rowena, I went to Oxford because my father forced me to and because he knew all the deans in Oxford. My father owned the Hammond Bank chains all over the world and Gallert Alistair Hammond was notoriously known as the most ruthless businessman in the world. I chose not to inherit his business and decided that I would make a fortune on my own - which was exactly why I built Hammond Empire from scratch.

Bryan drove me back to my penthouse and dropped me in the lobby while he parked the car in the basement. I pressed the 'PH' button on the elevator and it shoot right up. I leaned back on the glass wall behind me. My eyes were blank, because my mind had been haywire throughout the day. Rowena's figure filled my mind once again. Her beautiful dark green eyes, her perfect light brown hair that fell on one side so perfectly, her blossom pink lips that could create the most beautiful smile in the world...

"Geez, Alexander! Stop! Just stop! What the hell are you doing? She's going to be your intern for God's sake! You need to keep it together," I scowled at myself. I was thankful when the elevator had stopped moving. With one swift move, I walked out of the elevator into a familiar room - my living room.

My mind couldn't stop thinking about Rowena and I threw myself at the black velvet sofa that was looking out to the city. I pinched the bridge of my nose, taking a deep breath. I was startled when I felt a pair of hands touching my shoulder and slid through my chest from behind. Then, I heard a familiar voice.

"Hello, darling... you're home early. I was about to surprise you when you come home tonight," said Vasillisa. Vasillisa was a tall blonde woman, she had icy blue eyes and pale skin. Her thick Russian accent gave it all and she was the typical female Russian model - which happened to be the fact. Her figure was sexy, she got busty tits and butt. I was seeing Vasillisa on and off, it was just for a quick sex. Every men has their needs, and I happened to be a human with needs. I was never been in love with her nor I would ever be. I knew what she wanted - she only wanted my money and the fame. One time, she practically whined to me, just to convinced me to be her date at one of her friend's birthday party, and so I went with her. Just to stopped her from whining even more. When we got to the party, she showed me off to her friends, saying how rich I was and how she would be Mrs. Hammond in the near future. She showed off my watch, my cars, how much I earned in a month - practically all my wealth. I shook my head, trying to get rid of the thoughts of her being my wife. I couldn't stand a woman like her, who thought I was only her trophy, who only used me for money and in return agreed to fuck me whenever I want. No, no, no... I wouldn't marry Vasillisa or that type of women. EVER.

"Vasillisa, not now. Please. I'm not in the mood to socialize with anyone," I said with a hiss through my gritted teeth. I was surprised at my own voice. It was cold as ice and I sounded annoyed more than I actually felt.

I could see Vasillisa flinched at my response, but she decided to shook it away. She tried even harder, she wanted something and I could see it a mile away. Vasillisa walked in front of me and straddled me, she was unbuttoning her blue blouse and I could see her big busty tits through a black lace bra. Most of the time, I would fuck her instantly - that's what I do when I needed to let some steam out, but that day, I was a completely different man. I shoved her to the side and stood up from the sofa. I glared at her and crossed my arms in front of my chest, "I mean it. OUT. NOW!" I said with a deep calm voice. It wasn't a good sign, my friends, families and employees knew that it was the time to back-off when I spoke in a deep calm voice.

Vasillisa's face flushed as she stood up and buttoned her blouse. She grabbed her purse that was sitting on the marble counter in my kitchen and started to head to the elevator. When the elevator arrived, she took a quick glance at me and she said coldly, "You will regret this, Alexander. No one says no to me, nor will you. I don't do well with rejection and I know that you will come running back to me anytime soon, you need someone to fuck and you know I'm the best that you'll ever get. You're mine and mine alone, Alexander." And with that, she was out of my sight. I sighed harshly and threw myself once again at the black velvet sofa. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I started to wonder why I got acquainted with Vasillisa or those one night stand women in the first place, more over, why I did what I just did. I hadn't had sex in a week or so, who would threw a freaking Russian model out of their homes when she was the one who threw herself at them.

The sun was setting down and it was a beautiful sight. The orange light penetrated into my living room and shone directly at my face. I must have been lost in my own thoughts for a couple of hours now, so I decided that I should take a long hot shower and had my dinner before taking a much needed rest.

I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The hot water started to drip on my brown with a slight of grayish hair, making it damp and continued to drip to my face. I closed my eyes as the water continued to drip on me. My thoughts were running wildly now and it flashed me some particular memories - memories that includes Rowena...
Our meeting was replaying in my head, how she squealed when I said she got the job, how her perfect grin showed off her dimple, how her eyes lit up when she talked. God, those lips... I wondered what it tasted like and how soft it would be. I was starting to get a hard on, just by thinking about her.

"Stop it, Alexander!" I groaned to myself. I really needed to get this obsession out of my head or I would be in so much trouble. Rowena would be working closely to me, starting from tomorrow and I certainly didn't want her to think I was a predator or made her feel uncomfortable.

After drying myself off, I put on a gray t-shirt and a black training pants. I wiped my black rimmed glasses and walked to the diningroom. A medium rare steak had been organized perfectly on the table, along with some french bread and butter, accompanied by a glass of red wine. It smelled delicious, but I quickly realized that I wasn't hungry at all. I cut some pieces and put in my mouth, chewing and swallowing as much as I could and soon enough, I gave up. My stomach was giving up on me and I decided to finished my meal with a big gulp out of my glass.

I entered the bedroom and slipped myself underneath the black and white bed cover. I took off my glasses and put it on the nightstand next to my bed, before turning off the lights. When I closed my eyes I started to imagine Rowena once again and my eyes flipped open once more. I let a low growl escaped my throat. I was physically exhausted and yet I felt restless at the same time. There was something about this woman, something about Rowena Hart that intrigued me - something about her that I just couldn't get enough.
I kept tossing and turning in my bed, making a mess on both side of the bed.

"God damn it! It's going to be another sleepless night," I thought to myself.

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Hey guys, thanks for waiting patiently for this chapter. Life has been getting in the way lately, but I promise you that I will try my best to keep updating this story.

You will learn about Alexander Hammond's past and family as the story goes along.

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