The billionaire lust and hatred

I sit slightly bent over to the screen in front of me, my ass aches. I can't sit with my two butt cheeks at this point; my hands are folded on my face to make it rest while my elbow is pinched hard on the table. I've been working all hours with the documents my dad gave me, so many files of the company's fiscal reports at this point my eyes are half closed and my lips are vibrating in exasperation. I just wanna have fun at this point no work pls. Still on the screen I am tasked with checking all the financial reports of the company for like a decade or two, because I'm still not half way yet, this would take weeks to solve. I can see too many discrepancies and spaces in this report. I wanted to help my dad with this issue. He has been on it for days now and his management are less concerned to give him a better view on the company's fiscal situation. I never intended to come to work today. I could imagine my hands still enfold that innocent strawberry dipped in ice cream. It was yesterday night actually with the remote in my hands the room was silent the silken humming sounds from the TV the dark lights the warm sheets of soft linen that covered my thighs to my feet giving that full comfy experience and the show Mistress is on, in this cool room very chilly but also warm, It could be complete if a man was here with me damn I'm too single, I've been longing for a touch since I last had sex with Clementine boyfriend she was my rival in the school days and it was sensational. Imagine his thighs roughly brushing mine with my thighs open with every thru..... "MAM" a voice shoots sharply. What an audacity; to speak in my presence when I am deep in my wild thoughts. I could kill the person in my front, burn their body and toss it in the bureau headquarters, I simply don't know what they're doing there. My eye brows are neutral in a mid anger expression, my eyes lift slowly up to look at the unfortunate being in my front. Maybe I could curse her, yeah it's a she, rather a bitch. I wave my hand asking her to continue with what she was saying. "Your dad requested your formal audience in the board room" her head bent down, her hands crossed in a humble stance, as if to say she fully respects the figure that sits in front of her, like bitch you just interrupted my wild session I take that as a full disrespect. She left when she got no reply from me. Yeah that's what you get for interrupting. I'm in the concourse, so spacious and cool with no noise , nobody. I stride confidently while my legs gracefully flows at the movement with precise space I'm so fucking elegant. My dad owns most shares of this financial company so I am expected to be upfront and elegant, with my expression that says "I don't give a fuck" I clenched the door handle in anticipation of what my father would say this time at the board room table. Of course my heart is beating fast and my mind is full of questions but I don't show it. I take my seat kept for only me side by side with my handsome looking father of course. "We have a problem" My father's voice is very deep in a serious tone. He adjusts his seat like he wasn't sitting well in the first place. "Our stock is being tampered with," he continued. His gaze is still on the paper work in front of him like he is searching for answers in the paperwork and not in the minds of the people in the room. "The level of declining shares, and faltering equity is alarming, in years I've never seen something as serious as this before." you could see his face looks pitiful like someone that's about to lose a million dollar bet. "Someone is stealing from us" he shoots! His eyes were still fixed on the paper work in front of him. I could hear some grumbling among the other shareholders in the room, especially those with lower percentages. Who the fuck do they think they're to make that sound while my father is talking? "I'm not saying the thief is here with us" he reassures them. O yes! The thief is surely here. My mind is already a good detective, I don't trust these sneaky thiefs. "I feel there is a need for us to know before it gets worse, and I don't want to be left on the wrong side when it comes out fully " he says calmly. At this point I'm attentive to whatever he says, it could be very important. "The files before me show the dates when the latest fiscal inflow of revenue was recorded which was the last one and half decade" he stops and looks up when no one replies to him or says a thing. Oooohh now I get why his gaze is fixed on the paper thing, it truly has more answers than we do. "How sure are you with that paper of yours"? I know I recognized that voice somewhere. Of course Mrs Olivia Cortez who is the only whore here in this room excluding me. "If I recall you have most of the shares in this company so why should the faltered equity concern you". Her hands are clenching her designer bag with her fingers gently placing themselves side by side on that thick surface. I've always wanted to know what she was hiding in that bag of hers, maybe porn magazines and deceitful lipsticks. "My shares can be affected anyway if this fluctuating stock isn't checked immediately now". My father argues. He is sitting firmly now, his back resting fully at the high back leather chair. He looks straight at her since she is the only share holder next to my father's percentage in the company. He doesn't like to be interrupted when he is talking but in this case he would give it a chance. "You're still not making sense Mr Williams, your concern should be on the company's way forward and not a little percentage that was stolen not quite long ago" her hands still on her bags like it's glued to them. "I believe this company still has a lot to check into than just its shares not allocated equally" she continues her lips still moving slowly but very sharp. "I would advise we overlook the issue on ground and check other important matters, I wouldn't think money would be your problem Mr Williams"? Her gaze is now switching from one person to another, you would think she is the only one speaking sense in the room. This bitch never stops talking. I know that's what my father would be thinking by now. His smile looks like someone who is completely exhausted. I don't know why he called this meeting in the first place. These people won't agree with your point, instead they will twist it. "Then do you suggest we just leave this current issue and move on like nothing serious is on ground"? He raises an eyebrow in a way that he asks a question. "Your company is safe man, don't push what isn't a problem at all" a voice uttered dryly. Mr Fletcher who is an old ugly shaped head in his fifties. "Don't push it Mr Willie" another voice blurted out. Very irritating. I don't expect to know that person because I don't want to. "You guys can't ignore the fact that your company shares is the sole figure of this company" my voice now heard more sharply and elegantly than the others. "Shut up novice"! "Squid for brains". "Who asked her to talk?Very disrespectful thing?" another voice from the far end of the table. I would kill these pinecones but let me live it for later. "You guys would lose millions of dollars if you don't check this report and act accordingly". I continued ignoring them completely, my face looking firm at each and every one of them ass holes. "And who are you to give that advice to?" Mrs whore says, eyes looking straight at me ready for battle. And she would lose. "Your boss with the highest share holder of this company". I replied immediately with a hard smirk on my face. I see her smile gently back at me and turn to face my dad like she is hiding something but thinks I won't figure it out! "I won't sit here and let her insult me like she is my mother". Her jaws tightened, her lips squeezed living marks of warning signs over them. Bitch I'm your momma, and I would school your slimy brains if I have to since it doesn't want to work. "Ignore her"! "She has no manners" "Her father doesn't train her..." "Will you shut up"! I pounce back at Mr martins, yes Mr martins the voice I never wanted to know in the first place he irritates me worse than Mr Fletcher. The meeting ended with no solution of course, with everyone shouting at the top of their voice so it could be heard than the others. Now my father regrets ever bringing up this meeting, these guys wouldn't want to help. My father once ignored them too many times when they begged him to invest most of the company shares on fiscal assets to increase the inflow of financial holdings, which was a dangerous game for my dad at that time and would benefit them more than my dad. Of course I never allowed my dad to go with their cunning ideas. They all hated me for it and I enjoyed every time of it. I shift to my office to pack some paper work. Meaning I would have to work at home too. Fuuuuuuuuck i Emily hate working at home, my mum would be in her snack time by now just chilling at the tops of the house taking in the fresh air that says Wealth And riches. "Candy"! I cried out, my lungs already hurting from too much force used in calling her name. Her slender body with a huge ass, fine boobs with a nice cleavage comes to me swiftly her fingers locked together in absolute submission to receive my command. Yeah bitch, I'm the boss here and you will follow my commands. Most especially her ass, I could boss her around my room to stretch her hips up, bend her body into position facing sideways of the bed with her panties shooting out a little from the thick short skirt, my hands reaching to spank that a..... "What can I do for you MAM"!.... She interrupts after waiting for minutes bent on receiving my command. You could come home with me while you shake your ass very hard with thick panties on. With my pussy very wet at every move. No wonder I'm single, I'm into women now?? "Help pack these files to my car pls". I say finally after shoving these thoughts off my head. She does with immediate effect. I see the one and only whore in this place Olivia Cortez. She looked in my direction then switched her gaze to my PA's body then away from my direction with a sharp smile. While she walks with her folded ass to the exit with her entourage. I know she is hiding something, forget the fact that she looked at my PA with a flirty gaze, her smirk says it all. REVENGE! I ignored her then moved to my Mercedes Benz S class with my folded hands forming a fist like stance moving firmly in the air like a jab as I walked to the car park space of my own. I hate this woman to the core my mind is screaming many ways to beat her up till she admits she is a whore who fucks both men and women when her husband is in the wheel chair recieving care from the specialized care homes. Poor man only if he knows his beloved wife opens her smelly folded ass to dicks bigger than his and sluts wetter than her. Shameful figure head. Well I'm no better but I'm still safe. Candy fixes her hands close to the soft seat leather at the side to drop the files on the chair, while she bent down making her skirt more tighter and seems to move up like it's about to show the colour of her panties. Damn I almost touched her ass; "Thank you" I said with a choked voice, I hope she didn't notice it. My hands clench on the soft steering with every touch screaming classy. I can't believe I almost showed my weakness to candy's unbelievably hot body. I really wish I could get these thoughts off my head. I'm supposed to get married to the man of my dreams and be careful with my wild thoughts. My relationship life is quite poor. I never made any boyfriends while in school. They all hated me because they were irritated with my over confidence and my habits of speaking the truth even if it implicated them in their relationships. I only fuck boys that seemed to be acting all goody goody like they don't have wild cravings for sex. Okay!! I only did it once with a boy whom I liked but I didn't have what he was looking for. Clementine would be hating me for life. She caught me screaming at the top of my voice moaning loudly. I was on top of him at that moment with the movement of my hips, throwing itself forth and back deep into his....... WHOOOOSH! CRUUUNCH GRAAANG! GRAAAAASHH! What just happened, my head still unconscious, I could see the metallic surface of my car dismantle into series of pieces I can't feel my body yet I see people rushing to my side trying to get me out of the situation I hear car siren sounds and a tumbled truck at the extreme of the other side of the road. Did a fucking truck just hit my car??.