Ten.

Noelle’s POV

“Process all these and hand it to Mr. Velrose please. Also remember to inform him about the visit to Singapore’s royal family. Your dress and every other thing you need is already prepared” The head of the Marketing Department handed a thick stack of documents to me.

“Do you know when we leave from here?” I sled as I slowly read them.

“In two days time. The visit should have happened a while ago but because of the recent backlashes we experienced with the London project, it was delayed”

“Okay then. Thank you for this”

“You are welcome, Miss Sinclair” He said with a smile before taking his leave.

I held onto the document that was given to me while cross checking with the written information with me to avoid any other mistakes.

Luckily for me, I hadn’t come across any of them today and neither did I want to. Especially after the dream I had yesterday.

I knew it was inevitable but I planned on avoiding them for as long as possible till I could muster up the courage to face any of them without any weird…

“Miss Sinclair, Mr. Velrose is asking for you please. He says it’s urgent”

My assistant rushed to me, almost breathless as I made out the words she had uttered to me.

And with that, the wish to avoid them evaporated into thin air.

I took a deep breath as I slowly made my way to his office. My heart seemingly beating out of my chest.

I entered the office, slightly tense than usual.

“And you finally decided to come in”

“What…”

“You stood there. At the door. For approximately eighteen minutes before finally coming in”

He stood up and made his way to me. Like a predator who had finally caught his prey. His eyes stick on my face and not even deterring in the slightest.

“It wasn’t that long actually…”

My words seemed to be stuck in my throat as he brought his head down to my level. Giving me a clear view of his face. And gosh, his eyes…

Those hazel eyes seemed to look deep into my soul. I didn’t know when an image of him going down on me slowly took root in my mind. This pair of eyes gazing at me while his tongue did wonders on me.

I shook my head as fast as possible to bring myself back to reality. I hadn’t been laid in a long time. That must be it. Of course it was.

“Why are you swinging your head like a lizard?”

“A lizard nods. Not swings”

“Okay then. I believe you have the itinerary for the Singapore visit. As well as everywhere we need to be seen together”

“I still believe finding another lady would suit your taste better”

“Cut the crap darling. You are my assistant”

His voice dropped with enough sarcasm to remind me of the fact that this man didn’t view me as such. But tell that to my already faint heart and wet pussy that seemed to be stuck on the fact that he had called me ‘darling’.

And I actually forgot that he was British. So the darling was enough to make me more wet. I needed a fast fuck. And I needed it as soon as possible. Otherwise, I would be left having stupid dreams of my bosses.

Which is so unprofessional of me.

“See to it that everything is ready before we leave”

He glanced at me from head to toe one more time before he went back to his chair while I mumbeled my reply and hurriedly scrammed.

***

“Well look who we have here. What are you doing today Kitten?”

Kael rested against the door as his masculine aura slowly planted itself across my office. On a normal day, I would have been irritated. But today …

Just why would he use that name. I faceplamed myself internally as I rubbed my legs together for some friction. I wasn’t sure I could hold on any longer.

Since when did I become this sex starved?

‘Since the moment you decided to be celibate for six years straight only to end up working for four sex gods at the same time’

A voice in my head replied in a snarky manner and I concluded that that voice belonged to the slut in me.

“Seems like I am talking to myself?”

His statement brought me back to reality as I finally gazed at him;

“How may I help you, Mr. Sorren?”

“Oh you don’t need to worry about that Kitten. I can handle myself just fine”

Again, I felt myself gush at the sound of him calling ‘Kitten’ as my panties dampened.

“Then what are you doing here?” I tried my possible best to make myself sound as strict as possible without seeming off. But he seemed to catch on pretty fast.

“What’s wrong with you? You are a lot tense than usual today?”

“I have always been like this Sir”

“Oh trust me I know. Today just seems forced. Are you alright?”

‘Well I dreamt about all of you taking me in turns and servicing my pussy that hasn’t been fucked for five years. And also you growled the name Kitten while plunging a hard cock inside me till you spilled all of it’s contents inside me. Now I can’t concentrate with any of you around me till I get properly laid’

“Yes sir. I’m doing just fine. Thanks for asking”

“And you never say thanks. You would rather chew a bullet than do that?”

“Are you here to give me a rundown of my character or to lecture me about my job?”

“None of the above. I just decided to drop by”

He smirked as he slowly stood upright to leave. I couldn’t help but be annoyed. I was experiencing a major sexual crisis and he wasn’t even helping matters at all.

I watched him leave while closing the door and let out a sigh. At this point, I was already frustrated. I was still trying to tone down the painful ache of my needy pussy when the door opened once more.

He dealt me a deadly smirk before dropping the bomb.

“One more thing Kitten, you should deal with it though. Sexual starvation is a type of frustration that doesn’t just go away”