L E V I ' S P O V
I settled myself in my chair situated in front of my desk with stacks of papers and contracts that were waiting to be looked through and signed. Every once in a while, my mind kept wandering back to Ophelia, wondering if Shalissa got a reaction out of her yet.
I had spent about half an hour signing papers until I heard a knock on the door. I figured it was Ms. Alton bringing in more paperwork or reminding me of a meeting.
"Come in," I stated as my hand scribbled away on the paper after looking through it one more time.
I heard heels clicking on the floor loudly and slowly which was a mystery for me since I knew that Ms. Alton only ever wore flats.
With that thought in mind, I looked up from my desk, a large sigh immediately leaving my lips when I saw Amanda standing in front of me, a black bodycon dress adorning her slim figure.
I placed the pen on the stack of papers and ran a hand through my hair, "Did my parents send you?" I asked casually. I had neither the strength, time or energy to shout at her right now, not with what happened at the dinner four days ago, or with how Ophelia was feeling.
"They didn't actually," I could hear the faint smirk in her tone. "Although they did mention what a complete fool your little waitress made of herself. I just thought that I'd come by and remind you what a real woman looks like." I heard her heels clicking until she was closer to my desk.
My eyes snapped up to her, "You really don't want to test my patience right now." I chuckled humorlessly. "If I were you, I'd shut my fucking mouth and watch who you're talking to and about." I stood up from my seat, my frame towering over hers once I rounded my desk.
The smirk on her devilish lips grew deeper, "Little bitch has you right around her dirty little finger." She chastised. "How cute,"
I clenched my fists at my side, "Get out before I throw you out." I said through gritted teeth.
She tilted her head to the side menacingly, "Oh, rough," She licked her lips. "Just how I like it." She bit down on it.
My body jerked when I felt her hand come in contact with my pants, grabbing my length through my slacks. I ground my teeth together as I put a tight hold on her wrist, feeling myself slightly reacting to her touch.
I knew that it wasn't an excuse but I stopped having sex with Amanda way before I met Ophelia. The only pleasure I got these days were from my hand although the simple thought of being with any other woman other than Ophelia repulsed me, especially Amanda, it didn't stop how sexually frustrated I was, being without sex for a little over 8 months.
"Aww, look at that," She fake pouted. "She's not putting out, is she?" She asked. "I bet she's a virgin. Doesn't know how to please you like I do," She laughed.
I swiped my tongue on my top row of teeth, "Sure, that'd explain why I only ever had sex with you twice. Being the reason that you please me." I pulled her hand away. "Now get out before I have you escorted out." I seethed as I pointed to the open door.
The smirk on her face dropped to an angry scowl at my words as she watched me go back to sit down in front of my desk.
I didn't feel like looking at her as I heard silence in the room. I only felt relieved when I heard the loud clicking of her heels and the slam of the door shutting.
I expected to at least finish all of these papers by today. But what I didn't expect was to feel a body slam down atop of mine, hands around my neck and both feet to the left of me as their lips crashed down on mine.
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High Hopes|✔
RomanceIn which billionaire Levi Morterez, meets small-town waitress Ophelia Collins, and must pull out all the stops to convince her that she was more than what she saw herself as, and that she was worthy of love. ...