Viktor:
"Harder baby, please!" I rolled my eyes as the woman beneath me screamed, her voice starting to annoy the f**k out of me.
Usually, I love hearing a woman's moans and screams. It lets me know that I'm doing my job right. But lately, it hasn't been the same. It has just become monotonous and mechanical.
I felt the moment she came, and I sped up my thrusts, wrapping a hand around her throat and squeezing hard enough that she couldn't make a sound with that screechy ass voice of hers. Luckily, she got off on s**t like this, so it made her orgasm again, and I grunted quietly as I followed her over the edge this time, releasing into the condom.
I pulled out of her, leaving her on the bed as I stood and went to the bathroom, flushing the condom down the toilet. I started the shower, taking some time to clear my head and giving her enough time to get her s**t and get the f**k out.
Things weren't always like this. But lately it seems like there's something missing from my life, like a piece of me is missing.
I sighed, pulling myself away from those thoughts, and turned off the shower, wrapping a towel around my waist.
I heard my phone ringing and I rolled my eyes, knowing it was my father.
I walked into the bedroom and scowled when I saw the clueless b***h still laying on my sheets.
"Why the f**k are you still here?" I asked, glaring at her.
Her jaw dropped and her eyes widened as she began stuttering.
"W-well I thought-"
"I don't care what you thought. We f****d, it was mediocre and now we're done. There's the door, get the f**k out." Her bottom lip wobbled and tears filled her eyes, but I didn't care.
I wanted her to get the f**k out of my place.
When she realized that I wasn't falling for it, her face twisted into such an ugly expression, I had to question my tastes for a moment.
"How dare you talk to me like that? Do you know who I am-" I cut her off at once.
"No, I don't know who you are, nor do I give a f**k about who you are. All that matters is that we're done. Now leave, before I have security come and escort you out as is." I growled, my patience wearing thin.
She screamed in indignation, flying off the bed and coming at me with her claws out. I grabbed her arm before she could hit me, holding it firmly.
"That is something you don't want to do. I don't give a f**k if you're female or not, if you hit me, I will hit you back." I warned gruffly.
She simpered down and I let her go, going around my room to pick up her clothes before shoving it into her hands.
"You can dress in the living room, and then you can leave. Be glad that I'm even giving you this courtesy after you came at me like that." I said coldly, walking over to the nightstand to pick up my phone.
"You're such a f*****g asshole!" She shouted and I snorted.
"That didn't stop you from f*****g me." I shot back.
She continued to call me names and yell at me as she walked out, but I tuned her out completely, looking down at my phone where I saw four missed calls from my father and two from my assistant.
I called my father back and he answered on the second ring.
"Where the hell were you, Viktor? I've been calling you all morning." He growled and I rolled my eyes.
"Good morning to you too, Father. What can I do for you today?" I asked sarcastically.
"Is this how you're running my company? With such a blasé attitude?" I clenched my jaw tightly to keep the highly disrespectful things I wanted to say behind my teeth.
"What do you want, Dad? Why the hell are you calling me at 6 in the morning?" I asked, over the conversation already.
"Don't talk to me like that boy. Have you lost your mind?" He snapped and I grumbled out my apologies.
"I'm calling you to remind you that you have to be across here at De Luca Enterprises for 1:00PM. If you had a more competent assistant, I wouldn't have to call you myself. But I don't trust her to remember to tell you. She has more ass than she has brains." He grumbled, and I choked back my laughter.
My father was never one to censor his words.
"I'm telling Mum that you were looking at another woman's ass." I said.
"And I'll tell her to set you up on another date with Melissa." He countered and I cringed.
"You're an evil, spiteful old man."
"Eye for an eye, Son." I rolled my eyes but I couldn't help the smile that crossed my face.
The old man may be a nuisance but I love him anyways.
"Alright I'll keep my mouth shut." I chuckled.
"If only it was this easy to keep your little sister quiet." He grumbled and I laughed loudly this time.
"I'm serious. I swear I'm about to go broke with all these bags and s**t she has me buying. She doesn't even use half of them!"
"Hang in there Dad." I said and he sighed.
"Anyways. Be here for 1, if you're late I'll kick your ass."
"Okay Dad." I rolled my eyes, hanging up when I heard him begin to mutter about his ungrateful children.
I finished getting ready for my day, grabbing a quick breakfast before leaving the building where my driver was waiting for me outside.
I took the twenty minute drive to my office to go through the portfolio my father has put together of De Luca Enterprises. I've never met the late owner, even though he and my father have been friends for years. I've heard my dad talk about him a lot though. I know that he has a daughter who is the sole heir to his empire, but I've never met her either.
When I arrived to the office, my assistant was waiting for me with a huge smile on her face and a coffee cup in her hand.
"Good morning Sir!" I rolled my eyes, muttering a response as I took the coffee cup out of her hand.
I took a sip of the coffee and grimaced. Christ, the thing was loaded with sugar and cream, which I hated.
Three weeks and she's still f*****g up my coffee.
I heard her tittering on her heels behind me, following me like a lost puppy as I walked into my office and placed my briefcase on the desk.
"Yes, Heather. What do you want?" I asked, sitting on my chair and opening my laptop.
Her eyes were boring a hole into me as she checked me out and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.
"How did you sleep, Sir?" She asked and I did not have to look up to know that she adjusted herself so that her shirt stretched even tighter around her t**s, trying to give me an eyeful of something I'm not interested in.
This s**t was getting so predictable, it's ridiculous. At least she's half decent at her job and hasn't given me a reason to fire her yet.
Even though I'm sorely tempted.
Her first f**k up, she'll be out on the first thing smoking.
"Good." I responded tersely.
I listened to her babble for the next five minutes before I got irritated and sent her away.
Finally, some peace and quiet.
I got some work done, before it was time for me to go meet my father.
"Heather, I'm stepping out for the rest of the evening and I won't be back. You're free to leave after sorting my schedule." Her face dropped a little when I said, but I paid her no mind as I made my way to the elevator.
The drive to DeLuca's enterprise was on the other side of town, so I took the time to respond to a few emails and messages that I had.
When we were pulling up to the building, I called my father to let him know that I was on my way up, and he told me that his secretary would lead me to the conference room he was in.
I walked into the building towards the elevator, ignoring all the stares that I was getting. As I stepped onto the elevator, I felt an unusual pit in my stomach and for some reason, the hairs on the back of my neck stood at attention. I ignored it, or at least tried my best to when the doors opened on the top floor.
I met my dad’s secretary; a young girl who looked like she was still in college and she greeted me timidly, before leading me down the hallway to the conference room.
As we grew closer to it, the pit in my stomach grew and my heart began to pound, while my palms began to sweat.
What the f**k?
She stopped in front of one of the few doors in the hallway and I moved in front of her, pushing it open.
I walked into the room, and when I saw her, it felt like my heart f*****g stopped. I didn’t even see my father in the room; only the angel standing in the room with fiery red hair and deep blue eyes.
Holy fuck....