6- Grant

When Leaving the room, Lucus and I leave along with Tony and Alex, both of whom had been standing off to the side of the room earlier. Entering an office, Lucus goes straight for the liquor cabinet and pours himself a drink.

 

“SO… Veronica called again. I thought we gave the bitch the boot. I mean she’s a good fuck, but I clearly don’t like the bitch” Alex says.

 

“My thoughts exactly” Tony adds.

 

“Then handle it. Make sure the bitch knows were spoken for” commands Lucus.

 

“Ugh. When do we get to see our Principessa (Princess)?” groans Alex who was finding it harder and harder to wait for their fiancé.

 

“Soon, I’m working out the details with her father as we speak. That fool Matteo didn’t realize his company was slowly falling apart until it was too late and now he’s asking me for help” chuckles Lucus. Moving to take a sip of his drink.

 

“Well, keep me posted. I’m running home to change and then head towards the office for the meeting” I say, grabbing my phone as well as my bag before heading for the car. Leaving the woods soon turned to country road before eventually shifting into buildings as I gradually inched my way for home, a penthouse that we kept within the city.

 

Shooting my assistant a quick message to make sure everything was ready upon my arrival I quickly pull into the parking garage of the penthouse before moving to park my car as I rush inside for a quick change. Upon entering the building I can’t help but notice a pretty little blonde walking towards me after greeting our doorman Matt. But before I can sidestep her we both collide, BAM! She moves to hit right into my chest.

 

“I-I’m sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going” she stutters her head bowed. That voice. So angelic. Instantly my shaft twitches. A born natural, a cute little submissive.

 

Looking up, the gods bless me with the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Instantly taking my breath away. Her perfect 5’6 frame. Average build with curves in all the right places. Who wants a stick? I like my woman full and thick. We all do.

 

Noticing her eyes, I noticed a beautiful shade of blue gray. Almost like a calm before a storm. Her hair cascading down towards her back, blonde highlights already accentuating her already blonde hair. Her face fit for an Angel. A tiny nose, rosy cheeks and faint makeup that brought out her natural beauty instead of all those fake ass women. Her perfectly round breast covered modestly with just enough of a peek a boo. Milky white skin soft to the touch. Everything about her just screamed for me to touch her.

 

“Don’t worry about it Piccolo (Little One)” I chuckled to her.

 

“Um… I’m not little, but I truly am sorry about bumping into you” she says clearly flustered as she quickly moves to the side to leave allowing me to notice the blush she was trying to hide.

 

Beautiful! Simply Beautiful. And feisty if I do say so myself. But that was fine, because I liked a little fire. With that I watch her walk towards the elevator before entering once it opens.

 

We'll meet again soon Principessa (Princess). Yes, my Piccola Principessa (Little Princess), you’ll be seeing us very soon. With that in thought I move to turn and continue on my way. The need to get to the office now urgent as I was curently running behind.