Chapter 3

The day finally ends, I can mentally tell everyone to fuck off. I collect all of my possessions. I walk out of my office door to request my assistant to call the valet however, I get to her desk and that bitch has already left for the day. She is supposed to leave when I head home. This annoys me, I call myself and request the valet to pull my car around.

I exit the office and take the VIP elevator down to the lobby of my building. I am happy to see my car waiting for me. I thank the valet attendant, tip him fifty bucks and begin my drive back to my apartment. On the way home I notice my mother is calling me.

“Hey mom, how are you?” I speak sweetly to her. 

If she saw my New York attitude, she would be scolding me and trying to drag me home to Ohio saying that she did not raise me to be a rude asshole.

“Velaria, how are you doing honey, we have not heard from you all week?” 

I smile, my mother is wonderful, and even though I live so far, and am highly successful, she still worries

“I am sorry mom; work has been so hectic. I had to fire two people today that were lazy and disrespectful, I hate doing that” I lie, I really do not give a shit but, I am not going to tell my mother that.

“Honey, maybe you need some time off? You have been working nonstop for two years since you took over that company, you will give yourself an ulcer, and you are too young for that”

I smile, and while I am stuck in traffic, I put it in park and lay my head back. I know she is right however, I just feel that there is so much work to be done, and so little time.

“I know you are right mom; I feel like there is too much work to do”

“Velaria, you are not turning into scrooge, are you?” I laugh at her joke

“Mom, no, I do not hate Christmas, you can relax” I smile

“Oh, I wanted to let you know Velaria, your sister has graduated from College, if you remember she attended Stanford University” 

“I remember, I am so proud of her, graduating with honors” 

“Yes, we are flying out for her graduation, could you please attend?” 

“When is it?” I ask hoping that I can go

“Next Saturday” Shit! The company has a Technology conference that it is hosting that day

“Damn, mom I am sorry, I cannot, the company is hosting a huge conference with other corporations from all over the country” 

“Well, can you at least make it up to her and offer her a job! She studied Marketing and Advertising” my mother snapped at me

Traffic was starting to move again, I shifted it into drive and began to slowly roll along. I really did need a reliable secretary, and I did owe my sister Amara for missing this. 

“Alright, I will give her a job. She can be my secretary if she likes or somewhere else in the company, I will leave a email for the Human Resource office.” 

I could hear my mother’s excitement

“The sweety! I will tell her the news and see what she says!” 

I smile, bid her goodbye right in time to pull into my apartment building. 

I walk inside, stretch out on my L shaped suede sofa. I undress in the open. Being this high up, no one will notice my naked glory. I head to my bathroom and decide on a scented bath to soak away the days stress. Luckily for me, Soho is five blocks from my place. I can easily walk there; I have been fortunate so far not to need any security. Yes I am a hot billionaire New York goddess however, I have not any altercations that would make me feel the need for security. 

Some time later, I am done with my bath. I smell like my favorite scent of honey and Shae butter. I dress in St. Laurent mini dress that is sleeveless and as deep dip in the front. Showing my breasts nicely. I hope I can find a good dick to sink into. 

I hear my intercom buzz, and my doorman tells me Tiffany is waiting for me.  Show time! I head down to the lobby. We see each other for the first time in months and we squeal like annoying little girls as we embrace. 

“Damn bitch! You look fucking hot; damn I want to fuck you!” she jokes. I smack her arm lightly and give her a small kiss. We have never crossed that line. I know she is bi, and I am not against experimenting. I think it would make the relationship awkward if it went wrong so, I think tonight I will just fuck other people than her. 

We walk to the club and as we enter, I feel some sixth heightened sense, like I am being watched. I try to shake off the feeling yet, it does not leave me.  

I hear words in my head suddenly  

‘Why are you dressed like a whore little dove?’ the voice is enraged. 

I shake my head and ignore this weird interaction. Tiffany and I approach the bar and order our drinks. My toes are tapping to the music, I do everything I can to ignore the lurking feeling until I feel it shift somewhere else. I hope it has left. 

“Damn Vel. There are so many hotties here!” 

“I know right! I am going to go dance, maybe I will get lucky with someone just my type” I tell her, she laughs and pushes me forward.

I am dancing my heart out, my hands are above my head, I am moaning. For me, dancing is another stress reliever that I can also make sensual to entice some lucky man into my warm wetness.

I feel the lurking presence again like it is getting closer. This presence is not welcome, it feels dark, powerful, and full of sinful promise that could drag me to hell. I feel his arms wrap around me; I feel his hands caressing my sides. I moan like I am not myself. I feel his hand caress my neck, while his other hand is holding my hip like I could escape. I hear him whisper with a smirk 

“Nice tattoo” I smile without turning around

“Thanks, I have had it all my life, do not know why but, it’s cool” 

I feel his mouth touch my neck as he whispers 

“I think I know why little dove” he starts to devour my neck. I moan and whimper at his sinful assault while is hands are exploring me. My breathing turns ragged when I feel his hand start to slowly move up my thigh. I start to have an image in my head. I am somewhere else; I am in luxurious room with dark themed colors. We are in bed, and he is doing wicked things to my body as I writhe in pleasure. I hear him whisper

“you’re so beautiful, and this dress with his body is mine!”

 I start panting as I feel my body give him free reign over my entire being. I feel him starting to devour my every essence, and the image in my head continues to get more erotic as I nearly scream in pleasure but, hold it back.

I suddenly feel like he is trying to lead me away from the crowds of people. With keen eyes that snap open, I notice he is pulling me towards a dark hallway of the club where there is an exit. I become fearful and do not wish to die tonight thanks to a psycho. 

I surprise him by pushing him away. I see his face, and I almost scream when it is the man that has haunted my dreams. I see his smirk and he reaches for me. I slap his hand; I start running away from the dance floor. 

When I get to the bar, I look back and he is no longer there. I breath a sigh of relief and decide to go outside for a breath of fresh air. I take the stairs up to a party deck and relax on a lounge for awhile enjoying a drink. I notice tiffany with her face attached to a smoking hot blond. I am happy for her, so I give a whoop of encouragement. 

After an or so, I decide to head back downstairs. I see Tiffany walking off with the hot girl, and I know she going to have fun. Now, for me to find some sexual action. I walk around the dance floor area, I thankful when I do not see that sinful hotly anymore however, I feel a different presence just as powerful yet, my skin is tingling, and I feel myself becoming very aroused. 

I am looking around when I find a sexy man staring at me with carnal lust swelling in his eyes. I walk up to him, after the sexual incident earlier, I need release immediately.

“Hey there big fella” I sweetly say, laying on the charm

“Hey yourself gorgeous” he says with a devious look.

“I have been here all night, and this play is getting lame, no one is even tried to show me a good time” I say with a coy smile

I see his eyes light up, and wicked grin forms on his face

“I think I can help with that sexy!” I smirk as I lead the way out. He takes my hand and for the first time ever without thinking, I walk him back to my penthouse. I just broke my biggest rule, not bring the men home, and I made this biggest mistake that I did not realize in that moment was going to turn my world upside down!