Retaliation✓ (Completed)

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"What do you want dad?" "Sit down first you smell like terrible sex. Didn't know you had such nasty sweat glands."

"If you are here to insult me then show yourself out." Damian snarled at his father. "You will listen to me carefully boy otherwise you lose everything."

When Robert saw the way his son's body got rigid he was satisfied. He had his attention and he knew he had to agree to his terms whether he liked it or not.

"You are making headlines with your promiscuous ways. I don't want illegitimate children or women coming from all corners claiming to have my grandchildren. The company might be on top but your ways will surely cost us."

"Get straight to the point dad." "I've confiscated everything you own and froze your bank accounts. If this week you have not changed then I'm denouncing you as CEO. You'll be living with...Sophia Parker until further notice."

"What?!" Damian rose up while knocking his computer off his desk. "You can't do that. This is my company." He shouted.

"Don't raise your voice at me young man. You will do as I say or stand lose everything. This is the address of where you'll be staying starting next week till I see a considerable amount of change in you. Under no circumstances are you to defile my orders. Good day son."

He left chuckling. Damian was a raging bull. He took his keys and drove back to SP. He stormed inside without waiting. The elevator ride was one of the longest and when the doors finally opened he barged into her office without knocking.

"I should have known. No wonder I was suspicious how you were able to be on top. Tell me honestly, how many men have you fucked to climb the corporate ladder? I knew behind this cold facade of yours, lies a money hungry low class cheap whore.

Tell me this, did you fuck my father into agreeing to this deal. You wanted me close didn't you? You could have just asked and I would have fucked you real good. You're very cheap. Don't worry, I'll be moving right in after our trip this Saturday.

Just act like the good little slut you are and maybe your whorish ways may finally pay off. Who knows you might have fucked Brandon into listing you as the the richest person. You're nothing but a whore in expensive suits."

Damian did not see the blow but felt it as he reeled back and fell down. Looking at his fingers he saw blood. She had punched him in the nose.

Sophia knelt down face level with Damian. The rage that was brewing inside her couldn't be tamed even by the coldest ice.

The way her eyes blazed with pure fury made Damian lean back in fear. "Listen you he-bitch, and listen good. You will do well to stay in your lane. There is nothing you know but inserting your small dick where you cannot perform.

Ask your father whatever he's playing at. You will give the poor man a heart attack when the only thing he wants is for his slutty son to mature up and get his priorities straight.

How do you think he feels when all you do is fuck and flee? One day when you're on your deathbed shivering while you have HIV and STDs you'll wish you to go back in time.

Now get up and leave my office. Remember, let the pot not call the kettle black." She threw a wipe at him, "clean that wound. You might get an infection."

Damian was stunned. He stood up and glanced to see her facing the window with her jaw clenched. She punched him but later gave him a wipe.

He left the building while SP staff were left with raised eyebrows on what transpired on the forbidden floor.

Damian went home after calling Ryan and explain the situation. "He wants the best for you. Just see where this leads to." That had been his reply.

He threw his clothes into his travel bag and stood in front of the mirror nursing his bruise. She really had a good fist.

Tomorrow would be a long day. He just had to give himself a prep talk on how to face her after the insults he rained on her. He would see just how this would go.

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