Bedroom Negotiations With Mr. Dunn (Boys of Chicago Book #2)

Chapter 2

“How did it go?” My cousin, Elliot, asked me when I arrived at my parents’ house.

Elliot and his girlfriend, Princess, were already sitting on the couch with some popcorn on the table. The TV was on and they were watching some movie from Netflix.

He knows where I have been and he’s been one of the people who are discouraging me from doing it because he knows the nature of Porter Dunn. He knows that he is ruthless and no one could even compare.

I shrugged. “I don’t know yet,” I replied. “I’ll know later.”

Elliot’s brow creased when he heard my words. “Later?” he asked as he eyed me from head to toe.

Suddenly, I got conscious of how I look. Do I look like someone who just had a freaking orgasm over an office table? Damn. It even took me an hour to calm my nerves down inside the rest room when I went out of his office.

I got paranoid with every stare I am getting. It felt like everyone could see right through me—that I just surrendered myself to the baddest magnate in Chicago. That his tongue was on my…ugh!

I shook my head mentally and I looked at my cousin who’s already staring at me with his confused eyes.

“Uh…yeah,” I replied unstably, making him suspect something even more. “He had a meeting a while ago so he couldn’t discuss things with me but he said he’s going to contact me later…”

I prayed so hard that he wouldn’t notice how tensed my voice was. Thinking about how Porter Dunn had managed to break my walls made my skin crawl.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “Did Porter Dunn do something to you?”

I shook my head fervently. f**k, I was really obvious. “I’m good, Elliot. I’m still just upset of what’s going on in the company.”

He looked intently, seemingly studying my face if I’m lying or not. Princess also looked at me, doing the same thing my cousin is doing. She smiled in the end and asked me to eat with them. I politely refused and told them that I needed to get changed first.

I locked my door just when I entered my room and threw myself on my bed. With my face buried in a pillow, I screamed in frustration. This thing is crazy. Porter Alejandro Dunn, sure, is crazy.

Or maybe not.

Maybe I am crazy.

Yup, that should be the case.

I am crazy for agreeing to that. I am crazy for not being able to find some other reason to save my parents’ company. I am crazy for being so submissive to his demands.

Fuck it.

I sat up and tried to shake all the thoughts away from me. Getting frustrated would get me to nowhere. If I dwell on this matter for too long, I will only be stuck in step one. I need to plan. I need to man up and plan for my next moves.

This is not only for me.

This is for my parents’ company.

This is for the people working in the company.

***

From: Unregistered Number

Princeton Hotel. 7PM. Meet me at the restaurant.

My heart immediately raced as I read the text message. I know where it is from and my insides are already trembling with just imagining Porter Dunn doing wonders to my body. It was just his mouth and his fingers a while but I felt like I was reaching heaven with every second that passed.

How much more when we both get extremely naked in bed?

I shook my head and tried to shake away all the dirty thoughts inside my head. I have never thought about being intimate with a man before but since hours ago, since I was spread wide open on top of Mr. Dunn’s table, silly, naughty thoughts felt like they were permanent residents in my brain.

I moved my fingers to type my reply when another message came in.

From: Unregistered Number

You won’t come home tonight.

My eyes widened when I read his message. I won’t come home? He meant I will spend the night with him in the hotel?

“Prepare to be astonished tonight, Ms. Fuller. I will make sure you won’t be able to walk for days…”

His last words for me kept repeating inside my head. I wouldn’t be able to walk for days, he said. So does it mean that we will do it until he is satisfied?

How long will he be satisfied? How many rounds?

Will he be satisfied?

What if he doesn’t get satisfied?

Fuck! I shouldn’t think about it. Everything will happen tonight. All of the thoughts I am thinking…everything will happen tonight. Even the things that I am not thinking about. He might f**k way rougher than I think and I need to be prepared for that.

I typed in a reply.

To: Dunn

I will be in the restaurant.

I don’t know how I could reply to his other message so I just let it be.

From: Dunn

And you will not come home, baby. You’re mine tonight. In bed. Naked.

Shit!

I already know that but reading it on my phone, coming from him, still gave me a different type of chills inside my nerves and veins.

Me. Naked. In bed. With him.

Damn it!

I should stop thinking about it. I have already made my decision and this is my decision. I can deal with him…I can deal with losing my virginity to him for the sake of our company. I can sacrifice that much for the company that my parents loved so much.

So, I should stop thinking now and just go with the flow without forgetting what I am here for.

I looked at the time. It’s almost six in the evening. I took a deep breath and started to get changed because in a few moments, I will be in a very series business negotiation with the devil of the business industry, Porter Alejandro Dunn.

***

For the company, I repeated inside my mind as I walked into Princeton Hotel. It is one of the few five-star hotels in the city so I expect the best treatment from their staff and crew.

I looked at myself as I walked towards the reception. I am wearing a dark red body-hugging dress that lies a few inches above my knees. It has a deep neckline, showing my cleavage. I am also wearing a cream colored blazer to make me look a little formal.

I talked myself to wearing this revealing dress for the whole ten minutes. This is a gift from Princess on my twentieth birthday and I haven’t worn this ever. But tonight is an exception. Two can play a game. And I am going to play it with Porter Dunn.

“Porter Dunn,” I told the receptionist and she nodded quickly. She stood up and led me to their restaurant.

The gold lining of the hotel makes it look regal. The huge chandeliers make it feel like I am in a palace. Maybe that’s why it’s called Princeton in the first place.

I followed the receptionist until she stopped in front of a door with the letters VIP engraved on it.

She looked at me and smiled. “Mr. Dunn is already inside and waiting for you, Ms. Fuller,” she said as she turned the knob, opening the huge door in front of me.

I checked the time. It’s fifteen minutes to seven and he’s already here? Talk about excited…

I held onto my Louis Vuitton handbag before taking a deep breath as the door relented in front of me. I pursed my lips in a thin line as a way to compensate my already erratically beating heart.

I took one step and the sound of my heels on the floor made Porter Dunn look my way. He is sitting in a table, all alone inside the room. He is facing the door with an amused grin plastered on his face while he scanned my body from head to foot.

Porter Dunn is wearing a three piece black suit with a silver tie. I’d be lying if I said he didn’t look good because he looks so majestic with his formal look. His tapered fade, textured top haircut seemed to have highlighted his prominent jawline and thick brows.

I looked away as I walked inside and heard the shutting sound of the door behind me. Porter Dunn stood up and assisted me to sit just across him.

I settled on my seat as I watched him sit so comfortably in front of me. He’s staring at me like I’m some meal that he’s so excited to eat.

God, I hate referring to myself as a food.

“Are you okay?” he asked with his playful tone.

I narrowed my eyes at him and gulped. You can do this, Graziella. You need to f*****g do this.

“Are we going to talk about the contract?” I asked.

He raised his brow and smirked at me as he handed me a folder. “Are you that excited? Can we eat first?”

I looked at him and saw him staring at my cleavage. What the f**k? Asshole!

“I want to read the contract first.”

He nodded and nodded at the folder. “Then you may read it,” he encouraged as he laid back to the backrest of his chair and crossed his arms over his chest while his eyes never left mine.

My heart boomed so loud as I tried to read what was inside the folder.

NONDISCLOSURE AGREEMENT

This Nondisclosure Agreement (the “Agreement”) is entered into by and between Porter Alejandro Black Dunn, 27 year-old male, and Graziella Pauline Castro Fuller, 22-year old female, for the purpose of preventing the unauthorized disclosure of Confidential Information as defined below. The parties agree to enter into a confidential relationship with respect to the disclosure of certain proprietary and confidential information (“Confidential Information”).

I took a deep breath as I continued reading the contract. He really thought about this, huh? It was written like a valid and legitimate contract for business transactions.

He sure is so prepared for this.

Both parties are expected to keep all information confidential regarding the intimate relationship, when faced with whatever circumstances. Also, each party is set to follow rules found below this line:

1. Each party must have a routine medical check up to ensure cleanliness.

2. Each party is set to only have s****l intercourse in a hotel or places as such, and not any of their residences. Also, a hook-up place will be set by Mr. Dunn and shall provide duplicate keys to Ms. Fuller.

3. Each party is expected to refrain from having s****l relationship with someone else.

4. Each party must understand that whatever happens in the room, stays in the four corners of the room to prevent affecting each other’s reputations.

5. Each party must agree to meet at least three times a week, depending on availability.

6. Each party can engage in phone or video s*x when faced with distance to compensate.

7. Each party must not talk to each other regarding this agreement outside, or when other people can hear it.

8. Ms. Fuller is required to take birth control precautions to avoid accidental pregnancy.

9. Mr. Dunn may or may not use condom during intercourse.

10. Ms. Fuller must understand that Mr. Dunn can do whatever he wants in bed with her. Other s*x objects may be used for entertainment.

Having read the rules above, Ms. Graziella Pauline C. Fuller agrees to submit and commit to this nondisclosure contract.

I dropped the folder in front of me. What the f**k had I just read? Did he just tell me that he wouldn’t use condom if he wants and I need to take birth control precautions to…fuck!

I looked at the devil and saw him watching my every expression. He looks so amused as he watched my bewildered expression. “So…?” he asked with a raised brow.

I looked at him in disgust. “You’re…disgusting!”

He grinned. “I’ve heard harsher words, baby,” he shrugged. “And besides, you can back out on this. I’m sure you can find someone who could help you with your problem in your company.”

He stood up and I watched him in fear. He was about to leave.

“No!” I exclaimed and he looked at me.

He raised his brow. “What do you mean ‘no’, baby?” he asked.

“I-I w-will sign this…” I said as my heart clenched.

He smirked and held my elbow, asking me to stand up. His dark brown eyes jailed me in his world. He looks so ruthless and evil. I hate him…but he is my only hope.

He touched my cheek as his other hand went to my lower back, pulling my body closer to him. He brushed his lips against mine once with a swift and feather-like kiss. “Maybe we can talk better when we’re already naked in our hotel room,” he whispered before kissing me relentlessly.