Chapter 18: Fury

“I knew when I saw that girl” Vivienne Wolfe leaned on the wall of the dining room then sat down.

Monalisa, the home chef, poured her and Nat a glass of Pomegranate juice. Lunch was Filet Mignon with Truffle mash with Rhubarb Crumble for dessert.

She waited for her to serve and leave them then she added

“I knew she was in trouble. Son! what  even came over you”

Nat just sat there buttoned up in his suit, eyes downcast, saying nothing. His face was expressionless.

“Of all the women, a stripper, your whore?”

He was poked now.

“Mom! It’s true that she once had a reckless past. But so does everyone. It doesn’t define her”

“What do you mean?” she managed to spoon a forkful of the mignon.

“That the past isn’t the future”

“I don’t care. You need to end things”

“I can’t. And I won’t” he said defiantly. He was unperturbed and unmoved by her. He spooned a slice of the desert.

“For goodness sake, You have the mayor's daughter from a reputable family”

“I love Zara, mom” he sat back straight and said confidently.

“Not when our family’s name is being dragged in the mud”

“People would always talk mom. It’s normal”

“I count how many times my friends have called to ask, all the while mocking me. I can’t”. She put both hands on her head and bent over the table as if to show that she was developing a sudden headache from the predicament.

“I’m sorry mom. I promise I'll fix it. You won’t have to suffer ridicule. Trust me”

“What are you gonna do? publicly declare you are no more?” she beamed with the light of possibility.

“More like the opposite”

She sighed. “I can’t even go out. I don’t want nasty questions. I know I pressured you into being with someone but that doesn’t mean you pick the chaff when there’s enough succulent fruit”

“Not the time for poetry Mom. Or else”

“Else?” she said with anticipation in her eyes.

“Else I could recite 5 sonnets about my love for her”

“Preposterous” she said, certainly disgusted.

She gave up and continued eating. Nat followed suit.

“Find a way to stop this controversy.

I don’t know but I will do something. Your father would be rolling in his grave”

He hugged her and kissed her on her cheeks. “I love you, Mom,” he said.

As he went back to his office his staff pretended as if they didn’t know but they still couldn’t hide their suspecting gazes.

No one dared to ask of course, Nat was terror even though they hadn’t known yet that his beastly nature had been since tamed by a jewel.

“I can’t keep being your staff. It’s too much, especially with what’s going. More of a scandal, she said '‘The Whore works for her Billionaire man to climb up the corporate ladder’” she held her two fore fingers in the air to form mock quotation marks.

“I hear murmurs everywhere” she said helplessly

“I understand” he said “but—

“I have to” Zara continued

“Besides, I've always wanted a career in fashion. It’s time I got one”

“Just know I support whatever plan you have for yourself”

“Nina called your office today” she switched the topic.

“She did?” His heart beat slightly.

“Are you sure she’s just a friend? Seems she’s giving you troubles. She’s not going to leave you alone” Zara's suspicion was sharper now.

“Like I said, she’s nothing to worry about” he moved towards his chair.

“Why was she shouting the other day? There has to be a reason. I’m intrigued”

“Business stuff” he said brashly.

“I see”

He moved closer to her and kissed her. There was a knock on the door.

“Expecting someone?”

“That must be Attorney Stevens. You’d excuse me for a while”

“Sure” she turned and he smacked her ass wildly as she headed for the door.

She looked back at him like the Naughty boss he was and smiled pleasurably.

“Attorney Stevens….” Nat sat down

“Welcome, please make yourself comfortable”

Attorney Stevens was white haired with a neat cut and facial features that were so symmetrical. Although 55, he was still a Volcano in court and with the ladies.

“So what calls for this auspicious summons?” He went straight to the point, giving a faint smile .

“Troubles. Public ridicule troubles” he said

“There you go. Hit me”

“You must have seen the publication of me and my girlfriend”

He nodded. He had seen it because he never failed to keep track of his client engagements and businesses ever ready to make money off their problems.

“Defamatory. I’m bringing a class action suit against them.

“Against who?”

“Whoever started it”

“Right. We’d get on that”

“I want remedies.  One, a re-publication and a two, a public apology”

“Absolutely Sir. I’d have my associates and paralegals look up the article published by the foremost whistleblower and the other ones that came after it”

“Splendid. I want a quick one. I want a suit filed in court as soon as possible. I’m sure you could do that”

“Sure Mr. Nat” They shook hands.

“We’d keep in touch,” Nat said as he left.

Zara came back,

“Who was that and why didn’t he act surprised seeing me with you”

“O! Attorney Stevens. The legal luminary. He’s the one that’s going to change the story”

“Of?”

“Us? and the nasty comments”

“Don’t tell me you are suing?”

“For the obvious definite reasons, yes”

“But you don’t have to start a legal feud. It would only increase the talk”

“Of course. But justice must be served”

“Yes,” Zara echoed.

“That article must be taken down. The publisher must publicly apologize” Nat said firmly.

She twirled her eyes and poked him in the chest with her fingers

“Nat, are you trying to get me horny” she said

“I don’t intend to. But only if you wish”

She raised one leg up and rested it on his table, such that her hose showed and they were glimpses of her thighs.

“Oh you wouldn’t dare,” she said. She turned her wavy curvy hair.

She put her forefinger inside his lips

“You wanna wake him up?” Nat was more manly now. It seems the fire in him was awakening.

“Black mamba? “Yes,” she teased. Are you fighting for justice or for your lil princess”

“More like my precious butterfly. Yes, your Lions here” he put her head on his chest

He turned her rapidly and put her ass on the table, scattering files and papers on his desk.

“Oh! you wanna roar” she teased again

“I wanna make you scream”

She laughed

But he was taking off his shirt to reveal his tattoos. She helped him take off her shirt and unhook her bra. This time she was on top of him. Gliding and grasping his chest as Nat fed on her breast. She was a sultry goddess.

“I wanna fuck you all day, all year” Nat said, high on

“I wanna feel your balls in me”

She laid on him by the abdomen and began sucking his dick. It was hard with veins.

“Aren’t you tired of dick-matizing me” she said

“Is that a word?” he smirked

“Perhaps I could get so creative with this dick always taking me places”

Nat laughed in a dark baritone voice.

She was choking and slurping down on it now.

He pressed her head down such that she couldn’t breath again, a gurgling sound from her throat.

“69!” he said

“69”

“What’s that?”

“I’m gonna teach you something today”

Still on the table, she turned around her mouth facing his dick with his tongue on her clit.

They played with each other.

“It’s so big. I want Him in me” Zara told him in a plea

He fucked her now, in doggy. She arched her back like the sleek arc of the crescent moon as he roared inside—rough as a Russian soldier, merciless and energetic.

“You own me daddy! Colonize my territory” she said

He slapped her ass and pulled her hair.

“Who’s your daddy?” he asked

“You” she was a bit teary looking back at him like she wanted him to stop but didn’t want him to not continue.

“Who’s your daddy?”

“You,” she said.

He cummed inside her. Groaning like the lion he was before releasing his seed in her.

“Nat I’m gonna get pregnant” she said later.

“Happy baby shower” he said bluntly

They laughed together.

She stood up from the table and went towards the chair. He looked at her naked butt from behind and smiled a mischievous smile.