The Billionaires Forceful Marriage

Chapter 2. Out with The old and in with the new

James POV's

I sat on my comfortable chair ,in my office , waiting for some paper work to arrive. Being the CEO of a multi million dollar company that created the latest and finest computer technology wasn't easy. My thoughts suddenly drifted away to a far place.

I could remember it clearly, her beneath me moaning even in deep sleep. Damn how can one good for nothing girl turn my head upside down?. Why only her? hen I could have any woman I wanted. With a snap of my fingers they all jumped into my bed without asking questions, rather they appreciate the moment that every woman dreams of and that is sleeping with a Veldez.

I was brought back to reality by the knock on my door, I hesitated but I had to answer it anyways.

"Come in " I replied, concealing the anger that coursed through my veins as i was reminded of the horrble memory of my dirty deed.

My PA was at the door . She was a blond woman and she swiftly entered my office with a smile on her face. She wore a red blazer with a matching skirt that was short and tight on her and not only hugged all the right places, but they also choked every single part of her body. She also wore red high heels, about seven inches so to say.

Goodness ,is it valentines day and I am not aware of it?

"Good morning sir, I was told that you wanted me in your office and I was just wondering why?" She asked me with a seductive almost predatory voice. I straightened myself in my chair and looked at the seat opposite my table and nodded to her to sit down.

"Well Karla you are a nice girl and you've been working for my company for.... how long?" I asked her, as I realized that I had not bothered wiith her presence very much.

"Six weeks sir " She replied with a smile on her face almost oozing s****l lust and inviting me to her bed without saying much.

"Well Karla, I like your work but I don't love it, so if you could please pack your stuff and go to the main desk and they'll have your pay cheque waiting for you. And I wish you all the best in life." She looked at me with a shocked expression on her face and stood up from her chair.

"So what you're saying is that you're firing me?" She asked with a Sharp edge to her tone.

"Yes Karla, I am indeed firing you. So clear up your desk, because I don't want my new PA to be delayed of her work " I yold her plainly, being farmiliar with my ex employees an their outburst and today I was not ready for it.

"How can you be so heartless? Just a few days ago you were telling me how much you loved me and how you can't live without me and how you want to marry me! So you think you can just sleep with me and leave me as soon as you're through with me huh?" She aasked me as i stared at her, unbothered by her suddn utbusrst.

She was now screaming with tears pouring down her face,  while she looked down at me and in truth, I did not care for her emoional blackmail.

"Karla before I slept with you I remember telling you that what happens between us is strictly private and that there are no strings attached" I told her as coldly as I could, hoping that maybe then she'll get the message properly.

"Then why did you say that you loved me in the first place!" She raised her voice at whilst still crying and streams of tears rolled down her face.

"My dear Karla, I only told you what you wanted to hear. I tell all those women who have been in my bed what they wanted to hear.  So it's your call, will you walk out of this building and grab your cheque with the fat bonus that I'm giving you or do you prefer I call security to drag your trashy ass out of my building?" I asked her, giving he an ultimatum, hoping like the other women I have bedded, she would take the bonus.

"No. No! I will not leave this office. You're mine and always will be mine" I dialed the number and the security team were there in seconds. I watched as they dragged Karla out of my office, while she screamed , kicked, clawed and professed her love for me.

Love huh. Is this woman crazy? As if such a word ever existed. Even if I could love, it certainly wouldn't be with a commoner like her. For me it was plain and simple, if I were to be married I would marry a woman of my status.

In life that is how things worked, the rich marry the rich and the poor marry the poor. When it comes to family and money there are no compromising. Now I just have to figure out how to get this pretty girl out of my system before I lose my mind with lust for her.