You Will Be Mine(6)
Still, the girls knew what to do under those circumstances. Everyone acted like clients staying in a plush hotel and no one was any the wiser for it. Acting seemed to be one of the many attributes the girls had adopted.
Looking at my computer, I spent an hour gazing through the endless list of possibilities to replace Tammy. Once I got through the bulk, I settled on five girls and asked each one to come in for an interview as soon as they could. Three said they could make it this afternoon and the other two were unable until next week. With that said, I told the other two that I would be in touch and left it at that. This was a fast-paced world with fast-paced clients—looking for some fast action. When they wanted it, they got it, and I could never tell a client to wait. That was the worst thing to do. They would end up going elsewhere. Keeping both the clients and my girls happy was my main priority.
After a brief look at my takings in the last month, I slouched back in my chair with a contented sigh. The moment my concentration was available to think on others things, it immediately went to Luca. Beautiful, sexy, and dangerous Luca—with the most amazing brown eyes I had ever seen. Closing my eyes, I began to picture running my hands around his chest and down towards an area I was unacquainted with … yet.
Snapping my eyes open, I realised where I was and what it was I was thinking. It was almost as if I was planning my seduction in my head. Planning all the things I wanted to do to him. He was my enemy; he was not someone who could be trusted. He demanded money for services I did not and would not need.
Almost as if on cue, my phone rang, and breathing my name down the line was the one and only—the object of my thoughts.
“Clara, how nice it is to hear your voice. Have you thought anymore about my request?”
I sighed heavily down the line on purpose. I wanted him to know I was pissed. “If I told you what I thought you could do with your request, you wouldn’t be very happy.”
A raspy chuckle sang through the telephone line, making me shudder. “I’ve never met anyone quite like you.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“It was meant to be one. Suffice it to say, however, that if you were a man, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”
I arched my back at his comment. “Is that supposed to frighten me, Mr. Belatoni?”
“Of course not. Just making an observation.”
“Well, your observations are not welcome here. Neither are you.”
Liar, liar, pants on fire!
“I highly doubt that for a second.”
Oh great. He knew he had an effect on me.
I was highly charged on sexual energy and had been ever since he walked through my door at half-past-ten this morning.
“Are you going to keep your promise to me?”
His seductive tone had my full attention. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“How easily you forget such important issues. First, you disobey me and then you forget a direct order.”
I huffed. “What am I, your Private?”
He chuckled. “No, but I can’t wait for you to get to know mine.”
“Ah, so we’re a comedian now?” I rolled my eyes at his blatant innuendo.
“Actually, I take my privates very seriously.”
“I bet you do.” I didn’t know where the hell that had come from. This was only going to encourage him even further.
A little humming sound vibrated through my ear sending erotic shockwaves through my veins.
My God, if he had the ability to do this through his voice alone, what would it be like to have him fuck me? The thought made me feel dizzy.
“You’re a little temptress. Do you know that, Clara? My beautiful temptress.”
What does one say to something like that? I knew men like him used torture on a daily basis to get what they wanted, but this guy took the biscuit. Thank God we weren’t in the same room together. “What are you trying to achieve here, Mr. Belatoni?”
Well done, Clara. Stick it to him!
“I’m trying to achieve my missions. The first is to get a part of your business. The second is to get your body underneath mine as I make you come harder than you ever have in your life. Can I put it more simply than that?”
I actually laughed at this. “You’re not getting either, so I suggest you find someone else to pick on.”
“To be honest with you, I was going to try and be reasonable with you this morning. I was going to come up with a plan that would suit both of us. But then I saw you, and it just confirmed it for me. Everything has changed.”
“Wh… What do you mean?” I was stuttering again. I never stuttered.
“You have no idea how many propositions I get on a daily basis, Miss Murphy. I would never want for anything in that department. Today, when I met you, was when it all really changed for me. I want you, and I’m going to have you. Not only that, but you will cease any sexual relations until such time as our encounter begins.”