Who says you could?

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We walk to the conference room, where the meeting is to be held. The fragrance of chamomile fills the ventilated air, and a mix of tension and uncertainty hangs over us like a cloud.

My boss looks relaxed and unbothered. This man has many sides, and I just wanna know every single thing; it’s not my business, I know.

“Sir, I forwarded some emails to you, I want you to look them up, please.” I stir up before we settle in. He halts as well as the huge nameless guy.

“Okay!”

“Okay? As in, what should I do next or—” I manage to say.

“Ms. Myers, I shouldn't tell you what to do, reply their asses already!”

“These... particular ones are pretty disturbing, they are requesting an upfront payment and no work has been discussed or—”

“That's why you are hired, you should be able to stand in for me if I'm not there, yeah?” her brows crinkle.

I nod, absorbing his words. “Yes, but the...”

“We have a meeting to catch up with. Don't be the pain in my ass, Ms Myers, you are gonna get hurt!” he threatens and I swallow up. He walks ahead and I try to catch up.

…

Two hours down, the meeting has just wrapped up. People are dismissing, I can't wait to head back to my office to take off my heels, my sole is sore, I have a lot to do but he's discussing something with the Manager of La Grande’s for now. Technically holding me back.

I patiently wait and the huge man is standing next to me since my boss is just two feet away from us.

“Er... Ms. Myers? Come,” my boss beckons at me and I scurry toward them. “Fausto, meet my new P.A., May Myers, and Myers, this is Mr. Fausto, the manager and a good friend of mine!” he explains with a tight smile.

“Nice to meet you, Mr Fausto!” I stretch a hand to him and he acknowledges the handshake with a soft smile, I think that he is a little bit younger than my boss. My boss should be around his early forties.

He’s like a Dad to me but I'm finding him fucking attractive. Way too attractive than I have ever looked at a man.

“The pleasure is all mine, beauty!” Mr. Fausto tells me and I force a soft smile. He's hitting on me with his eyes, checking me out like a prize, but no, I look away. Although he is a good-looking man, and he seems vibrant and full of life.

“Anytime soon, she might come around as my representative!” my boss adds and I take a step backward while they continue to talk.

Mr. Fausto has long gone, it is just my boss and I in his office, implementing the next steps to take.

“Sir, I looked into the documents, just as you requested, I think that there's an attempt at fraud on the Company’s account—”

“Who says you could?” he asks me with a tighter scowl that lets me crawl back into my fourth skin, and I almost flinch but I gather myself.

“You uh... I'm sorry but I think that you should look into it!” I tell him regardless because I know my job and he receives the papers from me and begins to skim through them.

He already seems perplexed and pissed at the same time and then he lifts his head to meet my trembling gaze.

“Get me the Admin’s and Account’s right now!” He says to me.

“Right away, sir!”

I walk out of the office immediately.

*Clyde’s POV*

I can’t believe that this is happening, what the fuck? And how on earth did this happen under my nose that I didn’t know? It dawns on my mind that my crazy wife has been here for the past four months while I was away.

The door creaks open and I see Ignacio and Nina walking in looking confused.

“Don’t fucking give me that goddamn look, could y'all explain to me how the fuck this is happening under my nose?” I ask them tossing the papers to their faces.

They pick up the scattered papers and I ask Raven to give us a moment. I know that she should be a part of this but no, I won't let her stay just yet.

They stare at me like they're lost in an abyss while my fists are tightening and loosening.

“Sir, we—we don't have any idea how this came about!” Ignacio says. No way.

My hands instinctively clenched into fists again, and with a heavy thump on the desk, they became startled by it.

“Please calm down, Sir, we can handle this. We'd figure it out very soon...”

“I want this mess fixed within an hour. Reject it!” I instruct them.

“Yes Sir!” they say in unison.

They walk to the door and I clear my throat once more.

I don't need to specify, Nina knows that I'm hollering at her. She dismisses Ignacio, locks the door, and heads back to me with a sexy smile on her venomous lips.

I'm disappointed in them—her, but I know that it's my wife trying to bankrupt me before she signs the divorce papers.

I don't want her to leave but I can't help it.

Times back, it had been a bloody mistake that she and I had sex, we just had this sudden urge to sleep with somebody and she was the closest and I was her closest. Yet, I'm still trying to figure out who exactly she's cheating on me with.

I'm cheating—I know, but she had long cheated before I did. She pushed me into it and now, I'm just a shadow of myself. I'm a different person.

I get it whenever and however I want. Nina is a part of it, she is a fuck-buddy at the company and she knows that.

She leans closer and whispers to me, her hands squeezing my hard-on as I heave a deep sigh.

“I'm sorry that all that had to happen, I'll fix it! Boss!” she hisses sexily. I'm not in love with her but I like to relish her anyway.

“Just ease me off, I'm fucking angry.”

I tell her, I'm pissed off and she should not make things worse. I know that my wife is using her to embezzle from my company and after this activity; she's gonna regret it. She'd regret the moment she decided to two-time me.

She takes my cock in her hands and goes down on her knees, she guides me into her mouth and starts stroking it in and out. I can feel pleasure in it, I just need to get satisfied and nothing else needs to happen.

I unload my stuff and I yank her up, she leans on the desk with her face down and I'm behind her, satisfying my greed and getting the pleasure I want.

She's not the one losing here, I am. I would lose even more if I let her last another moment in my company, she's a fraud. I pay her a bounty for sexually satisfying me and all she had to do was betray me? Not Clyde, I won't let her.

I pull up my briefs and adjust my pants while she smiles with so much ecstasy. I drop onto my seat while she pulls down her mini-dress. She leans her butt on the edge of the desk and flips her hair behind, waiting for my word. Just anything I have to say to her.

I pull the drawer next to me and take a bundle of cash and toss it in her face. She's not mad at my action, she would rather pick it up.

“Take a seat!” I order, my frown even tighter.

She walks over to the chair across and sits crossing her straight legs, she tucks her breasts upward, I feel like she's either trying to turn me on or trying to adjust her dress; whichever one is not my business.

I dial Raven through the intercom phone and tell her to come over at once.

“Is... There's a problem, Dom—” Nina asks, her brows knitting suspiciously.

“Don’t you dare call me by name, got that?” I growl as she nod almost frantically.

“My bad. Sir. Is there a problem?”

“For how long have you been embezzling from me?”

Her eyes flicker, and she seems confused. One of the things I've learned about this girl is that when she lies she acts like it, she is not going to get away with it, all the squeezing, flickering, and pretending.

“I... I... I don't know what you are talking about, Sir!”

The door creaks open and the P. A walks right in, in her pair of louboutin heels, which are soothing—complementing her straight legs.

“How can I help you Sir?” she asks.

“Let the secretary know that I want Nina’s disengagement letter brought in! NOW!”

“Of course!”

She walks out and Nina is dumb stuck. She rises to her feet, dazed.

“You can not do this to me, I did nothing—”

“You may wanna sit your ass down or I'll get the security on you!” I warn her.

“No Dom, you can't just use me and throw...”

Raven walks back in again, there, she must have heard our convo. Nina isn't concerned that someone is there to witness, she continues to complain.

“After everything that I've—”

A typical language of a manipulator.

“I paid my dues and besides, what would you rather give to me if it's not your pretty hole? Nothing!” I coldly say to her and now she's ashamed. She looks away taking the money with her. The secretary walks in too.

“To Nina!” I motion with my eyes and Lisa hands it over to Nina. “You’re fired!” I officially announce.

Nina refuses to take the envelope, then I dial security, and where the fuck is Dimitri?

In a second, I watch the security drag her ass out with the envelope and cash in each hand as they exit my office. I need to address this whole thing, I won't pity the next culprit. It's not just their job to lose, their lives too.

“I want every employee at the hall in a minute. NOW!” he growled angrily as Raven scurry out.