Chapter 2

Chapter 2

"What is that?" Giovanni asked as soon as Salvatore pull the phone away from his ear and hand it over to him. "What did you ask him to bring here?"

"Tell the guards to let him in as soon as he gets here," Salvatore ignored his question and stepped out of the elevator, leaving Giovanni stoked.

"That b*stard," he cursed under his breath, before placing a call to the guards to tell them to let Luca in.

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ONE HOUR LATER

The loud moans of a woman could be heard coming out of the top floor of the company, no one dare to walk past the floor for fear of Salvatore firing them.

Those who have been working in De Rosso for years are immune to Salvatore's wayward way, and they know he hardly goes a day without sleeping with 3-4 women in his office.

"F*ck!! Salvatore growled as he thrust into the woman underneath him, repeatedly.

"Yes, that is it, fuck me harder," the lady moaned as he continues thrusting into her, urging him to even go harder on her.

He gripped her waist and pull her to the edge of the table.

"Yes, fuck," she moaned, wrapping her leg around his waist as she stared into his eyes.

He yanked her hair and pull her closer to his chest. He squeezed her breast and she moan again, before pushing her hard against the table.

His thrust became rough and he didn't stop to let her adjust to his pace.

The lady tried to keep up with his thrust but she started to feel pains in her lower pelvis.

"Please stop," she cried, her hands pushing at his chest.

Rather than listening, he pulls her hair with one hand and grabs her throat with the other hand. He tightened his hold on her, preventing her from speaking as his thrust keeps getting faster.

He felt his c*m building up, and with one final thrust, he pulled out and released over her before pushing her away.

He picked up a bundle of cash and threw it at her.

"Get out," he said in his usual cold tone.

"What?" The lady asked in shock. It's obvious she hasn't been chased out after s*x, and this is the first time it would happen.

"You heard me b*tch, get out of my office right now," he screamed.

"What the f*ck are you saying? You can't just throw me out like that."

Salvatore glared hard at her, if he was not trying to avoid scandal since he came back just an hour ago, he would have had her thrown out of his office.

"If it's about the s*x, I can make it better if you let me, I can do anything you want, I will even be submissive if you want," she said seductively while running her hand over his c*ck, to get him aroused again.

She enjoyed the way he f*cked her and she isn't ready to let him go, not now.

Salvatore yanks her hand away from his chest, grabbed her throat, slammed her against the table and glared viciously at her.

"If you don't want this to be the last job you will ever do, then I suggest you take your clothes and money, then f*ck the hell out of my office," his voice was deadly.

She flinched at his tone, scrambled away from him, and pick up her clothes.

"I am sorry," she said, her eyes tearing up.

"Get out," he did not spare her another glance.

She put on her gown without the underwear, and with incredible speed, she twists open the door and ran for her dear life.

Salvatore tried to gather his breath ad the sound of the door clicking open filled the air again.

"I thought I told you to get--" He trailed off when he notices it was Giovanni standing by the door.

"Did you fight with someone?" Giovanni stepped away from the door and settled on one of the couches in the office.

"What are you doing here?" Salvatore asked, his voice not softening a bit.

"Sometimes, I wonder which one of us is the elder brother," Giovanni glared at his little brother. "I should be the commanding one, but it seems you are the one who was born with the ruthless blood in you."

"Is that what you came here to tell me?" Salvatore narrowed his eyes at him, his face void of expression.

"Mother won't be able to come to the company to see you, the doctor advised her to stay at home until she gets better," Giovanni stroked his jaw. "But she invited us for dinner instead."

"If that is all, you can take your leave now," Salvatore gestures to the door. "I need to work."

Giovanni stared at him, his mouth hung open. "Are you chasing me out of your office?" He asked.

"I told you I want to work, don't push my limit."

"You didn't know you want to work when you were busy having fun with the b*itch that just came out of your office, right?" Giovanni snapped, he had had enough of Salvatore's nonsense.

"You didn't know your work was more important when you were busy thr*sting into that b*tch's hole, right?

"Giovanni," Salvatore snapped. "Get out of my office right this instant.'

"I didn't plan to stay in your office in the first place, so get your sh*t together," Gio snapped. "I thought you'd change if you stay away from Marvolia ladies, but I can clearly see I'm wrong.

"You became much worse than when you left," he paused. "If you keep up with this attitude, you will end up hurting yourself, because it will be too late for you to change."

He did not wait for Salvatore's response before walking out of the door, slamming it behind him.

Salvatore kicked away his table, he watched as everything on it flew in different directions.

"D*mn that ba*stard," he cursed. "He succeeded in ruining my mood."

The door clicked open again.

"What the f*ck is it?" He yelled. "Have you all lost your manners? Didn't anyone teach you how to knock on a door?"

"I am so sorry sir, I came to tell you that the boards of directors are waiting for you in the conference room," a tiny voice mumbled.

"And I knocked, but you didn't reply, so I invited myself in."

He wanted to say something but decide against it.

"What is your name?" He asked instead.

"Isabella," she replied.

She was a little bit shocked he did not remember her name, even though she had been working with him for close to a year now.

"What is the meeting for?" He asked.

"It is about the development and construction of a jewellery company. Some of our investors are waiting for a presentation from you before they go ahead with the project," she explained.

"You scheduled the meeting to take place two days after your emergency business trip happened, so we had to cancel it.

"When we heard that you will be coming back, we decide to do it today, so we can get the investors to calm down and gain their trust again," Isabella rounded off her speech, and looked up to see Salvatore staring at her, desires smouldering in those blue eyes of his.

"Sir?" She called, with a shaky breath.

"You have five minutes to tell them to cancel the meeting and meet me back here," his icy tone caressed her body.

A smile graced her lip as she walked out of the office, to conduct his order as her body shook in anticipation.