Curvy Desires

Chapter 4

Aristide

I signed and rubbed my head trying to ease the headache that was threatening to become a migraine. There’s nothing I hated more than a desk full of piles of paperwork to complete. Especially on a Monday morning but I had left a lot of things uncompleted in order to be able to go to the club.

I’ve decided never to repeat that, aside from the fact that it creates unnecessary burden because I’m doing work meant for two days in a day, I can’t risk any of the board members just walking in to my office and assume I was slacking on my workload.

From what my dad told me I’m not exactly in any of their good graces and this would not help my case at all. I looked at the time on my watch, it was a quarter to noon.

That meant I had just been working for close to four hours and yet it felt like I had been working for ten hours. There’s nothing as boring as sitting down and feeling tired from working and knowing you had many more hours to go. I had taken over most of the responsibility of running the company from my father he just had to hand over officially and legally.

At the time I thought he had wanted to punish me but he explained that I had to start taking over the reins of responsibility before the official handing over.The last thing I needed was to crumble under the pressure of running a large corporation with the eyes of the corporate world on me.

Having a mental breakdown due to stress would ruin my career. Sometimes I didn’t understand some of the thing my dad did but I trusted him so I followed his instructions. “Mr. Koures, your sister is here to see you” my PA announced through our personal intercom. I nearly groaned out loud, I totally forgot that I had to go with her to see the designer, and hopefully my future business partner.

“Let her in.” I said, arranging the long pile of papers in order of importance so that I know that I just had to dive in when I got back. It looks like I’ll be pulling an all-nighter all, I’m never going clubbing unless my work is completed again. In all honesty I’m beginning to tire of the one night stands.

I can’t remember the last time I took a woman out on a proper date or had a conversation with a woman in a club. At least one that didn’t lead to her spending the night in my bed. In fact it’s been years since I last talked to a woman just because I liked her company.

I remember what my friend Max told me when I asked him how come he never partied like any of us. He said and I remember the exact words because of how he said then with such emotion. “Of course when we were in college I partied like all of you then after the incident I wised up. I didn’t want to end up like my brother. I want a serious relationship and I have not yet met a woman who can handle everything” he ended evasively.

I don’t blame him he had seen and experienced so much grief in his life it was a wonder how he still managed to smile but then again he had…

My thoughts were interrupted by the sudden entrance of Olympia into my office. She closed it rather angrily and from the rapid rise and fall of her chest I knew she must be fuming.

“You have to fire her, she’s so unprofessional and did you see how she was dressed she’s going to make you lose clients with that horrible attitude of hers.” She said so rapidly I nearly missed her words, and her voice was heavily accented, that only happened when she was really angry. I wonder what my PA had done for my normally quiet and happy sister to demand she be fired. I signed, great just what I needed today more drama on top of my already complicated day.

I got up to give my sister a hug as a way of greeting her and calming her down. “Olympia, calm down she’s not worth it besides you were so happy to go see the designer don’t let her dampen your spirit. I promise I’ll start looking for a new PA and as soon as I find a new one i willl fire her in fact I’ll give her a notice by the end of the day.”

I might have sounded like an inconsiderate and cold hearted jerk. But honestly she had it coming she was more concerned about her clothes and getting into my bed than scheduling my appointments and performing her duties. I admit when I hired her I was happy, having a young, sexy woman literally throwing herself at you was more than enough to boost any man’s ego.

And decide to keep her around at least temporarily but I admit if I was going to run the company I needed a serious PA not a woman whose only aim was to get me in her bed. And from what I heard her rich doting father was more than ready to cater for her every need. At those words Olympia started to calm down.

At least all visible signs of her anger were gone, her breaths were even and not as rapid as before. It occurred to me I never asked why she was angry at Marcia, my soon to be ex-employee. “Olympia what did Marcia do to make you so angry?” I asked as calmly and gently as I could not wanting to spark her anger again.

“When I came in, she was on the phone and I waited patiently for about fifteen minutes but she made no move to end the call and it was obviously a personal one, nothing relating to the office. I cleared my throat to gain her attention, she looked at me with such a look of disgust before telling the person on the other line she would call back.

After hanging off the phone she asked if I had an appointment I told her no but I would like to see you. She retorted that if I was here without an appointment shed not let me in. She then looked at me and said that there’s no way you’d want to see a fat cow like me anyway. That’s when I snapped and told her I’m your sister and she should be expecting a termination letter soon.

She still didn’t believe me and told you your sister is here waiting with a smug look on her face to hear you say you didn’t have a sister. She probably wondering why you haven’t kicked me out of your office yet. And probably coming to realize that I wasn’t lying, really Aristide what were you thinking when you hired her?”

I couldn’t answer the question so I changed the topic. “I think we should get going if we want to make it on time.” At the mention of her appointment she cheered up and smiled for the first time since she entered my office. Amazing, just the thought of going to visit the designer cheers her up.

I thought to myself, she must really like her then. Almost an hour later we arrived at the paradise mini mall. The boutique was on the ground floor so we didn’t have to use the elevator. We were entering the shop when Olympia got a call however she waved me off and motioned for me to enter.

I guess this is good maybe I can give her my proposal while Olympia is busy. Knowing my sister she wouldn’t even want to think about the fact that I was here to conduct business instead of helping her out like I promised she’d probably kill me. I entered the shop and immediately looked around, it seemed like a normal clothing store until I paid more attention and noticed many differences from normal boutiques.

The first and most noticeable one was that everything was designed obviously for plus sized women. And they look amazing really like any other clothing store just in bigger sizes. And then I noticed the room in the back from what I see it seems to be a sort of workshop. I was so engrossed in looking at the shop to notice the bell chime as the door closed.

And obviously neither did the curvy, voluptuous woman who I assumed was Kevi Sanders. I couldn’t see much since her face was turned to the other side and her back was facing me. From what I see she’s of quite tall for a woman over five feet seven inches and silky long black hair. I cleared my throat to get her attention and when she turned I nearly groaned in appreciation. Clearly I wasn’t the only affected as she blinked several times to check if she was seeing correctly.

I almost did the same, she was breathtakingly beautiful she had dark bright eyes shining with life and her full soft looking lips looked good enough to eat. I could clearly imagine sinking my teeth into them as I kissed her passionately....

Get control of yourself she’s just like any other woman I thought to myself. She obviously thought the same as she finally asked me if I wanted help with something. I introduced myself though it took her a moment to respond she was clearly checking me out and I smirked.

She was just one of the many women who found me attractive there’s nothing special about her, I told myself. ‘Then why are you thinking about her so much, admit it you have never been attracted this fast to a woman before.’ That snarky voice that had been troubling for a while now said. She finally made the connection and asked where my sister was and then tried to make a joke but failed miserably though her nervous laugh was kind of cute.

Cute? What is wrong with me I’ve never found any woman cute. I focused on what Olympia was saying instead and pushed that thought to the back of my mind. I heard Olympia talking about a gown from a movie called frozen I think but that’s all I understood she could have been speaking Chinese for all I care.

“Aristide, what do you think” she asked. I was lost and from the amused look on their faces I knew it. I didn’t want to admit it to anybody much less myself but I had to tell them what I thought. Honestly the models I’ve dated or met do not exactly care about the design of the dresses they were or the ones they took off as long as they get to be in the spotlight.

After discussing the gown we seemed to be done so we left. I still remember the soft smooth texture of Kevi’s hand as I kissed her on the palm before leaving as a goodbye. I don’t know why I did that I couldn’t help it. After visiting the boutique we went to see the event planner and the caterer in charge of the wedding.

They were all curvy beautiful women yet none of them affected me as Kevi did. From the small I’d seen of them they seemed to be great friends as they spoke of each other with fondness and love. I see if I can convince one to conduct business with me I can get them all to accept. They seem like they would support whatever decision one made.

They seem very close like sisters, triplets in fact but each had a totally different character. The caterer Carmen was very jovial and lovely and she exuded friendliness. As for the event planner she was polite enough yet seemed cold and detached in a way.

And Kevi, I couldn’t even begin to describe her she seemed intriguing and shy at the same time, and the way those eyes looked at me the first time she saw me. I couldn’t explain what it did to me. It’s not as if any of their characters are my concern. ‘

Yet why can’t you stop thinking about Kevi then.’ That little voice in my head which was starting to annoy me responded. She’s just different from the normal women I’m attracted to that’s it I told myself. Besides she can be anything than a business partner and maybe a friendly acquaintance I told myself. Nothing more than business partners I affirmed.

‘If she’s nothing more than a business partner why are looking forward to seeing her again.’ That irritating voice said again, and like many times before I had no answer.