My name is Veronica Hargreaves and I hail from New York City, United States.
Am actually going to be twenty-seven years old this year, and I am filled with euphoria to tell a very interesting tale about I and my playboy, Jake Benson. I would have to begin from the scratch with how Jake was introduced to me intuitively, when I was in search for playboys in my Company The Hargreaves Textile Company where I was the Ceo after my Dad Richard Hargreaves retired. The day was very sunny, and it was nine AM, in the morning when I was driven by my driver, an average-aged man James. James is a very funny man and as time goes on I would have to share some of the jokes he usually tells while driving me. When we drove, I admired the busy streets filled with people who were going on about their daily activities for the day and those lingering about. When I alighted from my black shiny Italian Limousine, I was greeted by my assistant, Viola Sunderland. "Welcome boss," She smiled at me as usual. "Has the young man started his job yet?" I smiled back at her. "Yes, he is actually here for your approval," Viola said. I was told someone wanted to work in my company which was the textile industry. I was also told he was very experienced, so I was eager and anticipated his presence. This made me move briskly than usual towards where he was waiting. Viola followed me to the elevator then we entered the third floor into the large hall where he was waiting. When I finally laid my eyes on him. "Ooh my gosh!" I muttered to myself. He was so handsome, hot and sexy and I was feeling sweaty inside even though I was under an air conditioner. Now I will like to reverse back on my background story. I have an issue which I and only my assistant know about. I am accustomed to having sex with my male workers and they are always interested but I don't fall in love with them even though they do. Even my parents like complaining to me that even in my present financial status, I still refused to settle down for marriage. I always insist on telling them that am not ready yet and return back playing around, it's because I haven't met the one who will sweep me off my feet until today. "Good day boss, am Jake Benson," Jake finally introduced himself to me in a masculine manner. Where I stood, I knew I was already swept off my feet by his lovely bedroom voice. "Yeah, I know," I said trying to control myself and act bossy around him even though I was feeling like his pet on the inside. "I heard that you are good," I said still admiring his sexy shape and very cute face. "Yes boss, Seven years of experience and am already a veteran," He said as he held some of his sample material designs. "Can I see those designs," I bit my lower lips in curiously and saw that they were beautiful. "Very good you can start today then?" Jake face couldn't help but reflect his euphoria. "Yes, ofcourse, you can, if you make more designs like this, you can definitely have the work," I turned my back to pretend to act bossy. "Ooh, thanks, boss, I promise you wouldn't regret having me," Jake said as he jumped up in excitement. Throughout that day, I was just anxious for no reason and kept watching him as he worked with my workers to create new clothing designs. Viola entered my office later on. "Boss, do you like him?" Viola said smiling. "What do you mean?" I scowled at her in pretence. I knew that Viola wanted to hook me up with Jake because she was responsible for providing some of the guys I had sex with in the past and got bored with. Viola was always persistent and she believed that soon I would find someone I would stick to and probably get married to. "You don't probably think he would be the right one for me do you?" I said still pretending even though inside I had fallen in love with him. "He is definitely the one, and the good news is that I have spoken to him about it and he is openly obliged to do it because he promises that he won't be like the others," Viola said. At this point, I was very nervous. "You mean that he likes me?" I felt dazzled, as I dropped the pen in my hands unintentionally. "Yes, and he dares you to try him out," Viola smiled. I was almost short of words. "He had some guts," I muttered to myself. "Alright then, till I see what he can do," I said. When I got home that day, my parents called for me to visit them. When I entered my family mansion, the memories of growing up there hit me and I turned to a vivid state of euphoria. I remembered the surroundings where I played around when I was a kid. "Veronica, why haven't you been visiting us anymore? Don't tell me that is because of work," My Dad, Damian Hargreaves said as he sat beside my Mom, Esther Hargreaves on of the lounges in the lounge room. "I have been very busy lately," I said, feeling flushed. "Alright, but when are you going to get married finally?" My mom said. "There she goes again," I muttered to myself. I knew that was the core reason why they called me, to pressurize me on the issue of getting married. "Mom and Dad, don't tell me that this was the only reason you called for me because I don't have time for this," I said indifferently. "We love you as our daughter and we want what is best for you and that's why we need you to get married," My dad said almost scowling at me. "But Dad, I told you that I wasn't ready," I fluttered my eyelashes to avoid his gaze when I spoke. "So when will you be ready?" My Mom said. "I don't know," I finally sat down. All of a sudden, my junior sister, Diana who was twenty-six years old came to visit. I was so filled with euphoria that we met at my family's house because the last time I saw her was when she got married like three months ago. By the way, she got married to a very rich and good-looking man. No wonder my parents were putting pressure on me to get married because they knew that I, as the elder sister should have gotten married. "Hey, sister," She said. She also knew about the situation and always tried to take my side. "Mom, Sister isn't ready yet so let her be ready when she wants to get married so that she won't make a mistake," Diana said when we sat down to eat dinner together. The next day, in the morning, I was very excited to go to the office to see what will happen. Inside my office, I opened the door to a room that had a bed and some sofas inside. I was actually accustomed to go there whenever I was tired and wanted to rest before I continue my work. "You can enter," I said as he entered the room and shut the door locking it with the key. "I got these designs just as you asked," Jake said as he removed some beautiful designs of which one got my attention a red silk long gown. "This would fit perfectly for you. I got this for you," Jake said as he moved closer to me. I was already nervous because of the tension his body brought to mine..."I heard about your response concerning what I wanted," I couldn't believe that those words came out of my mouth but maybe I was bold because I had doubted him a little bit. All I knew was that I was wrong to doubt him. "Yes boss, I can be so dangerous on the bed," Jake bit his lips seductively making me cringed in a romantic type of fear of what he might do to me on the bed. Those words sent longing cravings for me and I wanted to taste him and wanted his seed inside me. "Are you really okay with being my playboy apart from being my worker?" I said still feeling skeptical about him. "Yes, boss, I can be everything you want, even your husband," Jake said and I gritted my teeths without his knowledge. At this point, I felt weird and that he was going too far. I was never talking about marriage because I was still trying to weigh whether the relationship will end up in the same manner it had always ended up with me getting bored. "So make love to me then," I said. All of a sudden,
I remained motionless and dazed, when I laid my eyes on him in the lounge room of my family mansion. I stood there fluttering my eyelashes in contempt at his sight. "Dear won't you come and greet us and our guest," My Dad said. At this point, I felt so agitated and felt like shouting at everyone in the room but I had to compose myself. "Hello Dad and Mom," I waggled further into the lounge room, and sat on one of the lounges pretending that Lincoln wasn't there. Lincoln Xavier was a Billionaire in his textile industry and was very successful so it was very understandable why my Dad would want us to be together even though I had rejected him. "I hope you enjoyed the wine," My Mom inquired facing Lincoln after our family maid Juliet returned to collect the empty glass of finished wine. "Of course Ma," Lincoln said. "How have you been doing," Lincoln said as his stupid eyes met mine. "Oh my gosh," I muttered to myself. I hated him. "How dare you walk into my family house like that?
"Honey, Calm down," My mom continued attempting to calm my Dad down after I had left. "I mean, aren't you tired of her seeing those men she calls her playboys and finally getting ready to settle down for marriage?" My Dad said feeling irksome. "I know dear, but we can try and understand at least why she doesn't want to date Lincoln. Who knows maybe she has finally founded the person she wants to spend the rest of her life with," My Mom said. My Mom was always understanding, compared to my Dad and she was the one I was the closest to. "Hahaha, so you want me to believe that she has finally founded someone amongst her playboys? You and I know that she doesn't just stay with any of her playboys for more than two weeks and gets tired of them later on," My Dad said. "Okay then, if we find out that's the case, and she stays with the playboy for more than two weeks, will you then give her a chance of consideration?" My Mom waggled around my Dad for brief time. "Well, I doubt that would h
"Hi Dad, Hi Mom," my face was flushed where I stood. I still held unto Jake's hands and was wondering why. Maybe it was because I was determined not to let anything come in between us, not even my Dad. "Hello dear," My Mom said. With the look of things, I could see that my Mom was starting to understand the reason why I couldn't be forced to marry Lincoln. "I can't wait for two weeks, till you dump your other playboys as you always do," My Dad said as he went into the floor of the hall where the event was being held... "Two weeks, that's all I get and then you dump me right?" Jake said angrily. I understood how he felt and tried to explain. "Jake, I can explain, it's not what you think," I said, but he walked out to the main part with annoyance. When I went into the main hall, I saw that the workers cheered my Dad with the words "OUR CHAIRMAN!" Even though I despised my Dad for the moment, I felt happy for him that he was reaping the fruits of his hard labour. I remembered how he
I still stood motionless before Jake. I wasn't sure what to do next. "You mean that you aren't mad at me anymore?" I said. "I was before, but when I realized how foolish I was for being mad at you, I wasn't anymore," Jake said moving closer to her. "My life is a little bit complicated, for years now, I haven't settled down because I have been moving from one playboy to another not until I met you, I will never do anything to hurt you because you reminded me what love is," I said. At this point, I didn't know when the letter fell from my hands and Jake was free closer to me by that moment. "I love you, and I am going to prove it time and time again," Jake said as he finally moved next to me and kissed my lips. I was turned on and didn't know when I scattered the files on my table. "Jake," I said when he kissed my neck and chest. "The room," I said indicating that we should go into the room, which we both did but with Jake impatiently caressing me wit
I was already flaring up when I got to my family mansion. "Calm down dear," My Mom said. Even my mom was ignorant about what was happening. "Dear, what's going on?" My Mom inquired facing my Dad. Dad was looking a little bit guilty. My Dad knew what he did and how he planned with Lincoln to set up a marriage. "Mom, he planned with that good-for-nothing man for a marriage without my consent," I blurted out. I couldn't believe the fact that my Mom was ignorant abo what my Dad did. "Honey, but why," My mother said facing my Dad. "Dear, I am just doing what is good for her," My Dad said indifferently. "I can't believe this," My Mom said. "You have to, I am doing everything to ensure that she gets married to a notable person unlike a low-class playboy," My Dad said. At that moment, I flared up at how my dad insulted Jake and snapped. "Well, that low classed playboy you are talking about is everything better than Lincoln," I blurted out angrily. "Dear, calm down, don't talk in suc
I was baffled. "So my Dad was really serious and didn't even wait for me to leave and brought my kid brother to replace me as the Ceo," I muttered to myself. Now one thing about Paul was that he had textile knowledge and he always wanted to lead so it means he was getting what he had always wanted. "So what are you doing on my desk?" I inquired when I met him signing some papers. At this point, Viola came into the office as if to indicate the fact that my brother was there and to apologize for not alerting me earlier. "Hey! Stupid! Can't you see that I and my sister and are about to have an important conversation, I want you out of this office!" Paul blurted out. "Don't talk to my workers in such a manner," I said signalling to Viola who was hurt by those words that she could leave. "Well, she isn't just your worker, she is mine, same goes for others," Paul said as he continued signing some papers. "By the way, just to let you know, since I am the
Where I sat in the assistant Ceo office, I thought about all the worker's Paul had fired simply because they weren't giving him his taste. I finally concluded that I would need to see my Dad about it. Thomas alighted from his limousine after his driver opened the door for him. He knew that he needed to see his good friend, Richard, my Dad. "Hey, Thomas! It's good to see you," My Dad said as they both hugged when Thomas entered the lounge room. They were really good friends way back and I remembered how they had worked together to develop their companies into becoming sister companies. "What would you like to take?" My dad inquired facing Thomas "I am okay thanks," Thomas said as he adjusted himself on one of the lounges in the lounge room. "What about your wife, Esther?" Thomas inquired. "Ooh, she is fine, she is currently not around," my ad said facing Thomas. Thomas face changed to a serious one immediately after the exchange of pleasantries. "I needed to know and understand