Betrayed by my ex, Sleeping with his uncle

Wand and magic words

Alessandro’s P.O.V

Moving from Italy to New York is a f*****g pain in my ass. I took. I started AR industries at the age of 19. Before that, I worked as a car guard.

I put myself through high school and college. Being an orphan does that for you. I grew up in the system but ran away when I was 13 and just started high school.

Nancy, the woman I call mother, found me outside her diner one night and offered me a job as an errand boy. First, she would go with me to show me certain places she bought her things from and the stuff she needed. After a while, when she thought I was ready, she sent me on my own. She took me in and basically raised me. Working with her is what started my passion to be my own boss one day.

It was hard. I took another job at a nightclub as a car guard and saved every penny I had after deductions, school college food essentials Nancy, etc.

I dedicated all my free time to my studies, working hard to achieve everything I have today. My first business was a food truck.

I did the cooking until I earned enough customers to hire a cook and, from there, things took off, but not without some hiccups though.

Now at the age of 36, I am a multi-billionaire. 5 restaurants, 8 nightclubs, and AR industries.

I had just landed back in Chicago and all I wanted to do was take a cold shower and hit the sack... then I met her, the most beautiful woman.

"Hold the elevator"

I said to the woman who had just got on

Clearly drunk out of her mind... she made me search for a hotel room that didn't even exist. Normally, a drunk woman gets on my last nerve but not her. I found it cute how she scrunched her nose when she looked at me or how she puckered her lips when she spoke.

So I did the only thing I could. I took her to my hotel room to sleep off her drunken state, but I got way more than I had bargained for. She made me feel things many other women didn't... made, apart from my cold self feel alive again, and I wanted more of her. I wanted this woman for myself.

Quincy's P.O.V

I don't remember my bed ever feeling this soft... nor did I have silk sheets... My head was pounding, my phone was ringing somewhere in my room, but I made no effort to retrieve it or get up... but nature called, and I had to pee real badly... throwing the sheet off my body, I found myself naked... and... s**t! I was sore and swollen between my legs...

I got up from bed and headed for my bathroom only to realize I wasn't in my room... last night or early this morning flashed in my head and I realized I was still at Jake's place... f**k, I still needed to get to work... I did my business, washed my face and mouth. He wouldn't mind me borrowing some mouthwash...

Then I rushed to get back into that damn tight dress, stuck on the mirror in his room was a note...

NOTE:

Hey... had to head in to work early. You looked so peaceful. I didn't want to wake you. I won't be too long. Hope to find you here when I get back. Make yourself at home.

xoxo A.

I grabbed the note and hauled my ass out of his apartment straight to the elevator... this place seemed so unfamiliar to me. How did I not notice that this was a hotel and not my apartment building? I hailed down a cab, gave him my address (the right one this time), then checked my phone...

shit! My manager had called 5 times, so I called back...

Phone Conversation

Quincy, where are you?

He asked

I'm so sorry Jeff, I overslept.

I called your sister when you didn't answer. She told me you aren't feeling well.

Oh, uhm... yeah, I can still come in to the office if you need me...

No, that's okay, take the rest of the day off, but I need you here tomorrow. The big boss will be holding a meeting first thing tomorrow morning. Take care Quincy.

Thank you, Jeff.

Then I hung up, breathing a sigh of relief... I tried recalling how I ended up at that hotel, but I couldn't for the life of me remember why the cab driver would drop me off there. Was it a coincidence? Or did he just hear me wrong? I'd never know, would I? Pulling up to my apartment building, I paid the driver, thanked him and took the elevator up to the third floor... No. 29... shaking my head and smiling at myself as I entered.

Deciding that a bath might help relieve some of the sting between my legs, I ran myself a bath. I got in and soaked my sore body... thoughts of this morning ran through my mind again and my p***y throbbed, running a hand down the middle of my tummy to my core, lightly touching my lady lips as I thought back on how he did it and how it made me feel...

I slipped a finger inside and arched my back from the bath tub, stroking myself, and it didn't take me long to come undone... For now, she is happy, but I'm sure this will happen alot from now on. I soak up the warmth for a while, then decide to get out and crawl into bed... but my mind won't rest. He won't leave my thoughts...

What would have happened between us had I stayed like he asked me to? Then, finally, sleep takes over though my dreams are anything but normal... I dreamed about different s*x scenes with A over and over again. His voice, lips, and the way he made my body come alive with just a single touch... man was I in for a hectic week...

At 5:30 am on Wednesday morning, I was awakened by my alarm and I groaned. I didn't get nearly enough sleep thanks to a certain someone, but I got out of bed to start my morning routine, got dressed, and I was out the door by 6:50 am. This is going to be one hell of a long day... If it's one thing that I hated most, it was being the center of attention and today everyone in the office had their eyes on me.

Remember the make-over Julia gave me? I decided that she was right. I was a young woman with a damn good job and those old lady clothes I wore just weren't cutting it anymore. I needed to embrace myself and love myself more if I wanted someone to love me and who better than to take that advice from?.

Dressed in tight blue skinny jeans, a white tank top tucked into my jeans, beige ankle boots and a black leather jacket. Now bare with me, I have only just started out with this make-over thing, so I'm not sure what my hairstyle is called but...., it's split through the middle of my head, ear to ear side, top half up in a ponytail curled and bottom half in loose curls down my back.

Light lipstick with a little black eyeliner and mascara... I felt damn good and confident. I stepped inside my office and checked my mail when Jeff entered...

"Wow. f**k, you look hot."

Jeff says

"Thank you, Jeff, time for the meeting yet?"

"Yes, see you there"

He winks at me then turns and leaves.

Gathering my laptop and notebook, I made my way to the conference room. I've worked at A.R for almost 5 years straight out of college and I have never met my boss when I joined the company. He was working in another country, and now he's back... I took my seat at the large table, bored out of my damn mind... doodling spacemen on my note pad as employees filled the conference room one by one, my mind clearly not there.

Someone jabs me on my side and I look up to see Jeff looking at me. He did the head nod thing, telling me someone either asked me a question or mentioned my name, so I followed his directions. If someone had the means of making me disappear, now would be the perfect time...

Just wave your wand, say the magic words and make me vanish. Not only was I caught spacing out, everyone now knew that I wasn't paying attention to anything that was said, and I felt mortified. I watched every person closely, trying to figure out who it was that so rudely interrupted my day-dreaming. My eyes landed on the person sitting at the head of the table...

Sweet mother of Jesus...