5

It had been a week since Amber had arrived at the company, she had returned to her job, but, after that kiss, Andrea did not approach her again, until Fernanda's arrival brought them closer again, to the bad luck of the Italian who only wanted to forget the fucking kiss on his lips.

"I want to meet her," Fernanda entered, with an escort at her side. The girl was beautiful, her black hair pierced her buttocks, and her blue eyes looked even brighter above the glasses to see what she was wearing. She looked a lot like Eva, although in a sexy and beautiful version, she looked like a porn actress with supreme intelligence.

"I'm so glad to see you, little sister," Andrea looked up to see the culprit who was working overtime.

"Me too, my little grumpy," he stroked her cheeks, pinching a little of them.

"Who do you want to see?" She's just a clumsy secretary who got confused and printed vibrating penises Fernanda, that's why you can't put on a show," Andrea exclaimed in a grimace, but he himself didn't know if she was a simple secretary, because he couldn't stop thinking about her no matter how much he wanted to, and that, the tycoon was bothered, and it bothered him a lot.

"Andrea," Fernanda grimaced. You know very well that I have my hunch for these things, I feel that this girl will be very useful to us.

Andrea snorted annoyed, he knew that Fernanda, when she put an absurd idea in her head, there was nothing that would change her mind, she was going to object to something, but, at that moment, the one who was missing to complete the trio arrived as always, gallant and showing his teeth.

"They told me that the owner of Andrea's brains is here," Fernanda threw herself at him excitedly, not that they loved Andrea any less, it was that the man was so bitter that he hated physical contact.

"Stop the nonsense, for God's sake!" You've come to meet the clumsy one, I'll take you with her." He stood up, buttoning his jacket.

Amber was concentrating on making a few designs, it was lunchtime, and she would stop eating to draw clothes, it was her dream to one day be a fashion designer, famous. When the door to her office opened, her jaw almost dropped to see the three of them together.

"Just as I imagined it!" Fernanda exclaimed with a smile, looking at Amber who was trembling at the resemblance between them.

"They're triplets!" He exclaimed excitedly.

"And it's nothing, my parents' fever made them have six children, after us come some not normal twins. Nice to meet you, my name is Fernanda Laureti, and they are to blame for the fact that these beings have no intelligence at all." He approached her, who was smiling, and muttered, "I stole it all."

Amber's cheeks turned red, she was as red as a tomato, she didn't know what to think, even though as soon as she saw her, she liked me, she was afraid.

"She's probably come, she's Italian to finish kicking me out." He thought, swallowing thickly.

"Amber Rodriguez, miss," she held out her hand in confusion.

"What's this?" Fernanda asked, looking at the notebook with several designs of garments.

"I'm sorry, it was lunchtime. And I...

"Don't worry, I'm not Andrea Laurenti," he raised an eyebrow. Andrea glared at her, wanting to get out of there, the girl drove him crazy just by her presence.

"I like designing, I'm just going to study fashion design, I'm just waiting for my payments to qualify at university," she said excitedly.

"I told you, Andrea, she's perfect," Fernanda exclaimed, leaving everyone confused. Of course, without neglecting your work as a secretary, it would be a separate increase for you to study at university.

"Design!" Of course... What kind of clothes? "I'd be glad," Amber exclaimed, smiling.

"Well, it's not clothes, I want you to help us design toys for adults, as many as your mind can imagine, and everything you want to see or use..." Someday," Amber smiled shyly, she was a young woman of barely nineteen, although she knew a lot about sexual relations she had never had one, although she did imagine one.

"You've gone crazy, Fernanda!" That's what we have the design team for..." Andrea tried to interject.

"I think it's an excellent idea, who more than a woman, who knows what she likes, is ideal to make this design," Fernando interjected.

"Isn't it?!" So, shall we make a deal? He held out his hand.

Amber thought for a second, she really needed the money, and what could go wrong by drawing walking penises?

"Done deal," he exclaimed, holding out his hand excitedly.

"I'm leaving," Andrea replied as he walked out of the small office, slamming the door wide.

"Don't pay attention to him, though, pass the designs to them so they can send it to me so I can make the devices, a pleasure Amber.

...

The following week Amber already had several designs of different toys for adults, she didn't know that she would like so much to draw limbs in different shapes, she had even drawn a bicycle that while they rode it gave pleasure, and that, had taken it out of her mind.

"Mr. Fernando, here are some designs." Fernando didn't even see it.

"Show them to Andrea," he said, waving.

Amber bit her lip leaving the office, it was just what she was avoiding, showing her boss the images of what her shabby mind was thinking.

She took the briefcase full of papers and walked to the office trying to pull down her skirt, she knew it was short, but she couldn't do anything, most of her clothes were extremely sexy.

He was about to knock on the door, when a female figure opened it, causing Amber to fall flat on her face.

"Girl, be careful," the woman exclaimed.

Amber quickly stood up picking up the papers she had scattered on the floor, watched the woman come out with her hands clenched as if she was upset, and then looked at Andrea who had his eyes glued to the laptop as if he didn't want to see her.

"Sir, here I have the designs Fernanda asked for," he put the briefcase on the desk to leave.

Andrea looked up softly, as he watched Amber leave her office, he could see her butt move from side to side as she walked, and her white legs could be clearly seen.

He swallowed hard lowering his gaze and taking the briefcase to look, he wanted, he wanted, he wanted, to send the designs to Fernanda, but the curiosity to see the toys that she had made product of his imagination ended up convincing him to open the folder.

"Wow! She does like them big, and she's so small," Laureti thought as he opened the first design. It was a long, thick member, with a base that clung to the wall and a vibrating button that spread foam.

He began to flip through the other designs, stunned, so his secretary's mind was scheming. He ended up closing it and sending the documents to Fernanda without realizing it, he had started to sweat, and his member was so swollen for no reason, and no, it wasn't because he saw vibrators, it was because the size of the electric toys that his secretary mentally schemed was the same as his, only flesh and blood.

"I'd give you so much pleasure without having to use those devices," he exclaimed, trembling as he imagined Amber's small mouth in his intimate area. You'd never sleep with a secretary," he said, standing up and going into the bathroom to clean himself, but he ended up choking his friend as he remembered Amber over and over again.

He left his office more relaxed after several minutes, and went down to the cafeteria for a cappuccino, there, he could see her, he was trying to get a drink out of the machine, but he was so clumsy that he could not realize that he had to lower the lever for it to come out.

By a strange instinct he approached her and lowered the lever, handing the drink into her hands.

Amber looked at him tenderly, causing her cheeks to turn red.

"Thank you," she muttered, taking the can and walking past him.

Andrea swallowed thickly, looking in his direction, there was something, there was something about her that drove him crazy, since that day he saw her in the restaurant and the girl spilled the drink on him, her eyes and figure had been etched in his mind.

"Divine, isn't it?" Fernando asked beside him, putting a hand on Andrea's shoulder.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he replied, walking with his twin cuffed to him.

It was evident how the eyes of the women of the company were on the most sought-after young men in the United States, they were beautiful, intelligent, gallant and above all sexy, very similar to their father, and that the employees who had been there for many years, knew it very well.

"Don't be Andrea, the girl is beautiful, why don't you ask her out?" He pressed him.

"She's my secretary..."

"So what?" You clearly like it.

"He's nineteen years old, and I'm about to turn twenty-five, besides, I have a son, Fernando, a son," her voice broke, she felt that no woman would like to be with a man with children.

"She doesn't see that she cares about that.

"Mind your own business," he replied simply, handing Fernando the glass of coffee and leaving the building.

She felt a lump in her throat every time she thought of Dante, she was terrified that the person she chose to be her companion would not accept him.

When he arrived at the mansion, he found a strange car at home.

He got out of his truck, with the bodyguards behind him, and almost ran into the room.

"What's going on here?" He asked in astonishment.

An orphaned child protection officer held out her hand.

"How are you, Mr. Laureti?" I hope well, will you give us a few minutes? The girl asked kindly.

Andrea felt his body begin to tighten at that moment as he read the initials on the girl's shirt, he sat down as he removed the knot in his tie.

"How can I be of service to you?" He asked.

Fearing your answer

"We have received a complaint, we know that the child Dante Herrera is not your son, and that..."

"Excuse me, the child is mine, he's been with me since he was barely a year old, why do you say he's not?"

"He doesn't have your blood in it, we're considering the possibility of him staying with you, despite the complaint they made to us about not bearing your last name.

"I didn't because my late wife's mother wouldn't sign the papers," he exclaimed, gritting his teeth.

"I understand, sir, calm down, that we don't want to take the child away from you, it's just that, we want the best for him, and well, the little one needs a complete family, with a mother to look after him, and you don't fully qualify for that position, I'm afraid that if you are not married and do not give the child a better welcome we will try to take him to a better home," Laureti was perplexed. He scratched the back of his neck, nervous.

"The child has been with me most of his life, the child is not going to be better off than with me," he said angrily.

"I understand, but it doesn't carry his blood, and in this case his aunt is married and can provide something better for the little one, I'm so sorry..." Andrea's hands began to shake. He ran upstairs leaving the agents who were dispatched by Ramona and went upstairs to the boy's room.

She found him playing with buildable toys, she approached him with tears about to come out, she would do anything to have him with him.

"Champion," he whispered. The boy looked at him happily and got up to hug him.

"You arrived earlier today, Daddy," he said excitedly.

"Yes, because I wanted to see you, how about we put that truck together today?" He asked excitedly.

"Yes! The boy exclaimed excitedly.

As they played, Andrea couldn't help but think of the agents who were at his house.

"Do you need a mother?" I'll give you one, but no one can take me away from your side, son.