Carlos
This meeting is taking longer than I expected. I groan in annoyance.
Old men are so stubborn and stuck up when it comes to their money. I'm having the third out of four annual meetings with my investors and stakeholders. It was only suppose to be three hours long, now we're going on to five. I'm starved and I need to get a good release. Just thinking about my girlfriend who happens to be my secretary gets me hard. I can't wait to fuck her tonight before breaking off the news about my upcoming wedding to the daughter of Ramírez. Just thinking about it is giving me a headache. I can only imagine how Natalie will feel about it.
Fuck... all this is giving me a terrible headache.
"What do you think about the increase on the interest rate, Mr Bonfonelli?" Mr. Wen Chan one of my investors asks me. Shit, I wasn't really listening to what they were saying.
"I think that -" I stop when I hear a commotion just outside the doors. It sounds like my Natalie was arguing with another woman. She knows better than to cause drama and embarrass me especially when there are such important people around. She will hear from me.I hear the voices getting closer to the boardroom.
"You can't go in there!" I hear Natalie yell before the double doors are opened by a stunning short black woman dressed in a very provocative black dress that accentuates her body perfectly. Fuck.What am I thinking I have a girlfriend. And who is this woman barging into my meeting and causing a commotion. Women I swear.
All the men have turned to look at her. Looks like I'm not the only one who fancies her. Fucking bastards acting like their not married men.I know I sound like a hypocrite since I was looking at her with lust but I'm not married, yet.
"Just what is going on here, Natalie?" I ask in anger.
"Carlos, I tried to stop her but-" she gets interrupted by the other woman.
"Carlos? Did this puta just call my man by his first name? Listen here, miss plastic doll, it's Mr Bonfonelli to you. Get that into your thick skull." She looks at Natalie with a scoul on her face which confuses me. Who is she and why did she call me her man? I swear women are getting crazier these days by the second."Excuse me miss but who are you? And why are you disturbing my meeting?" I ask calmly before I lose my shit.
She looks at me surprised then walks towards me her hips swaying seductively. Fuck she's gorgeous."You don't know who I am?" she asks putting her hands on her oh-so-curvy hips.
"Am I supposed to know you?" I raise my eyebrows confused.
"Yes the fuck you are! How can you not know who your own wife is? Now you got me fucked up real bad. First I find out that you got yourself some side bitch now you're acting like you don't know me? Huh? Tell me, just who is the bitch that you've been fucking around on the side when we're to marry in two months? Is it your secretary? Is it why she's on first name basis with you? Honestly, you disgust me. You know what, I'm not getting married to your cheating ass no more. You can have your side bitch. Boy bye."
I'm shocked if not stunned. So she's Ramírez's daughter. But she's black and he's not. Maybe her mother is and she looks nothing like her father or maybe she's adopted.
And she's so feisty. That's so attractive. And she called herself my wife. Cute.
She looks at me waiting for me to say something."You're not like...your...father." Shoot me. Just fucking shoot me right now. That's all I could come up with. She probably thinks I'm a jerk now.
"What do you mean I'm not- oh hell no. You did not just go there. You mean cause I'm black and he's not? Is that a problem? You don't like my dark skin color? You racist or some shit?"
What the fuck. She totally misunderstood me.
"Fuck. I love it. Just like chocolate. Delicious" I say licking my lips imagining just how she'd taste. Fuck, I want her
"Ew, gross. No thank you." She gives me a disgusted look."Ehh, Mr Bonfonelli, is this woman your fiancé or not?" asks Edward Woods looking at my woman, yes my woman, like a piece of meat which makes me angry. I totally forgot that I had a meeting going on before all of this.
"She's my fiancé and stop looking at her." I glare at him.
"Gentlemen, I have to cut this meeting short. I have to attend to my woman."I take my woman's hand and drag her to my office with Natalie hot on my heels. I totally forgot about her.
"Natalie get back to your desk." She looks at me with wide eyes.
"Excuse me? I watched you let that fucking filth call me a bitch and you didn't even defend me. And what the fuck is she talking about the two of you getting married? What the fuck is going on?!" She yells so loud I winced.I rub my temples to try and ease the ongoing headache. She's right. I just stood and let this black beauty call Natalie out of her name and I didn't do anything about it. Shit I feel bad for Natalie. I thought I loved but after seeing black beauty it all went away. I'm just not attracted to her anymore.
But marrying Ramírez's daughter is very important to me. I'll do anything to keep his daughter happy or he'll have my head."Look, Natalie what we had was fun but I'm getting marrying soon so it's over. And I can no longer keep you here. You're fired. I'll send you a year's worth pay check for the inconvenience." I say then close the door in her face.
Shit, that was not cool of me but I am not ready for Natalie's nagging right now. I know how she gets when she's upset.I turn to look at black beauty who has a smirk on her face which makes me smile.
"What?" I ask.
"Oh, I'm just entertained by your interaction with your ex." She shrugs her shoulders then sits down. I follow suit and take a seat finally having a good look at her. My woman is gorgeous. From her skin tone to her hair and that body. I really am a lucky man.
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Little Bambina
RomancePreviously titled Close. "Fuck, I already love you." I confess to her. "Oh, hold on mister," she jumps off my desk, "that's your head talking and I'm not referring to the one above your shoulders." I pull her close to me and hold her by her waist...