Intuitive Purple

Chapter 4.

NIKOLAS

"How's the soon to be husband?" André asks as all three of them join me in our private gym today.

It's a Saturday and we have made it a culture to always work out here every weekend. It's another avenue for bonding considering how busy the weekdays could get. At a point André missed it but now he's back on track.

"Fine." I reply curtly.

"Haha. Already missing the free life?" Lucas teases.

"It is worth it for the right reasons. I mean, look at me. Who would have thought?" André says. I could see happiness radiate through him. He just got married to the love of his life less than a year now.

"Yeah, until they die and you start seeing secrets unfold and how your wife cheated on you." Fabian says in a bitter tone.

"Chill, man. It doesn't always have to be like that." André says, in a bid to cheer him up. He just shrugs it off and the sound of his phone ringing reverberates in the gym.

"Speak!" He says, the phone on speaker.

"Hello, Sir." The voice of his assistant comes up, no doubt shaky and scared.

"What is it?!" He shouts into the phone.

"Sir, the ship... ship...ment h....h..as arrived." She says, her voice dripping with fear.

"Look, Ms. Lou if you have nothing to say, get off my phone."

"I said the shipment has arrived, Sir." She rushes.

"You know what to do. I don't pay you to stress and disturb my weekends." He cuts the call immediately.

"Stupid woman." He hisses.

"Cut the girl some slack and stop acting monstrous. She is human." I say.

"And she is my assistant. I have the right to treat her as I please." Ever since his wife died and everything was revealed, he developed a sudden dislike towards women. The things that had been uncovered after her death were really ugly.

The anger is visible on his face and the topic is a very touchy one for him. He begins to vent his anger on the punching bag. Poor thing.

"Well, I am getting married to her so I can become chairman of Galanis Foods. You all know how those men are. They need someone 'responsible' for a CEO. Apparently, their definition of responsible is me getting married." I explain to Lucas and André who are paying keen interest.

"And to Amethyst? I thought you hated her?" Lucas says.

"Well, that is their choice for a wife. Whatever reason, I really don't care. All I want is the position handed over to me, not Pablo and if getting married to her would help attain that, why not? Besides, after sometime we could file for a divorce." I shrug.

"Just be careful so you don't get burnt. In my opinion, you are playing with fire." André says.

"Trust me, I won't." We go back to our workout sessions.

•••••

"Your marriage to Amethyst is in two weeks." Dad informs the moment I walk into his office.

"Two weeks. That sounds fair." I shrug.

"Good. You know the drill. No marriage, No position." He states sternly.

"Alright." I had already known that since.

"Also, you will be taking over the week after you get married. I need to rest. He sighs.

"Great. Any other thing?" I ask.

"None for now. You can take your leave." He dismisses me.

"Thanks." I give him a curt nod and head back to my office.

"Inside, Now." I say to my secretary.

"Yes, boss." She purrs because she knows what is to follow.

"Take off your panties. And I want your skirt up." One thing I always tend to notice and why the women always want more than a second chance with me is because I always knew what worked for them. It is just an instinct thing; I study a woman and know how to advance her sexually; rough and hard, slow and tender, or in-between both.

I bend her ass over my table and smack it, resulting to a moan from her.

"Ooh, Sir." She cries out. Thank God my walls are soundproof. I don't want anyone hearing what is going on right now.

I insert a finger into her and roughly move my finger in and out if her till she starts making those pleasurable sounds.

I pick up a condom from my drawer and put it on me. Next, I enter her and fuck her real hard, releasing all the tension I had in me. I came undone and take off the rubber.

She bends down and attempts to eat me up.

"Get up. You know the rules. See your way out now!" I command, she is still my secretary afterall. She stands up and flashes a grin towards my direction before leaving the office.

I never ever allow any woman go down on me. I despised it, I would rather touch myself till I cum than let a woman go down on me. Not like I had to touch myself, though.

I have girls fawning over me, every lady wanted to have a taste of the Nikolas Galanis and so, that is a department that is well taken care of.

I drum my hands on my table, thinking of how I am going to survive this marriage thing without going bonkers over a certain spoilt brat.

I remember the day I was called to her school 8 years ago. Apparently, she was reported to have been making out with a guy in the boy's toilet while Maya had played guard outside to make sure no one got in.

A teacher got hold of the act and it was reported to the Principal who had threatened to call their parents. My sister begged and gave my number instead because they knew she could not call her brothers either.

They were suspended for two weeks of which I covered for them.

"I don't want to see you with her again. She is bad influence." I had warned Maya but being the stubborn person she is, she chose not to listen.

"No! She is my bestfriend and I willl keep being friends with her. Thank you for saving us, megálos aderfós (big bro) but you would have to deal with our friendship." She huffs, showing no sign of giving in to my command.

"I know what is best for you." I point out, placing my hands into the pocket of my suit pants.

"Thank you, Sir." She does a mock salute in response, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"I give up. It seems she has influenced you so much." I say.

"My friend has done nothing. It is just one mistake, bro." She replies. I just look at Amethyst who stood by my car with her hair down, blocking her face from our view, unaware of our discussion.

Since that day, I dubbed her the 'spoilt brat'. She seems to be a favorite of the tabloids as she is often caught spending and buying lavishly, wasting whatever amount of money her dad entrusts to her.

My mind comes back to reality and I can't help but flash a grin. I have a wonderful idea!