Chapter 5 Same Old Habits

'Good morning, Ann!' Rachel waved at me with a beautiful smile.

'Good morning, Rachel! How are you?' I asked politely.

'Great, thank you! Would you like to have lunch together?'

'Sure! I will check if our boss has any other plans and send you a message.' I said walking towards the boss's office and Rachel nodded.

The door was slightly open, I knocked once and entered. My boss welcomed me with a big smile on his face and asked me to take a sit at my own desk at his right.

'Ann, considering your CV, I know that the assistant position is small. To be honest, I've liked you since the first interview and I have big plans for both of us. This is more than an assistant position, you will be my right hand.' Ethan said with excitement in his voice.

'I want to advance and at the same time I want to give my place to a person I can trust and with whom I will be able to collaborate nicely in the future, considering that the two go hand in hand.' he continued, raising his eyebrows and smiling.

'I am more than delighted to learn from you. I know every project you have completed and your marketing skills are brilliant. I am honored that you trust me and I am sure that I will not disappoint you.' I said honestly.

'Amazing! Let's get started. We have a project brought from the big boss. A new club will be opened. The opening date is in three weeks, so we only have one available. That's the easy part, the hard part is that each drink will be new and promoted by us. Also the design company, the store from which we will purchase the furniture and so on. So we have a big project, divided into several dozen smaller ones.', Ethan explained to me in detail.

Enthusiasm was sky high, but I was also afraid. My first day and I was already going to work with the well-known Ethan Borton on a huge project, which has never been so complex before.

Both delighted, we shared the tasks, so that after we finish we give them to each other to add or remove ideas. Trying to reach a common idea together. I sent Rachel a quick message apologizing, but I knew these days were going to be long and hard.

All to the good, with so much work I was going to calm down, and my thoughts could no longer run towards temptation, towards Him. That mysterious man who awakened in me the darkest thoughts and desires.

SEBASTIAN

'Thank you, ladies and gentlemen! Please don't forget that we are the golden team and together we can achieve all the goals we propose. Incredible evolution of the projects, and your new proposals are interesting. I will focus on them until next week's meeting. A week full of successes!' and I closed the teleconference.

I turned my chair and looked for a long time through the window at the landscape. The sunset was starting to make its appearance and I realized that I stayed longer at work again. I was bothered all day by thoughts with Ann. It made me lose my concentration and I didn't like it at all. I have to do something to get her out of my system.

'Mr Walton, Mrs Walton is here,' the assistant told me over the intercom.

'She can come in.' I answered.

I turned and got up from the chair waiting. My grandmother walked in with a sincere smile on her face.

'My beautiful nephew!' she said while I kissed her hand. 'I always find you here!' she said scolding me, raising her eyebrows slightly as she sat down on the sofa.

'Today was a truly hard day.' I answered her smiling and leaning with my hands and my back on the desk, so that we could sit face to face.

'Why so much work? You should rather concentrate on making me some grandchildren, so I can enjoy them and you will have who to leave the empire that you built.' she said with hope in her voice.

I giggled and leaned towards her to kiss her forehead.

'Do you think that, with sweets gestures, I will leave you alone?', she asked me laughing.

'Of course not. That's part of your charm.' I answered laughing in return.

I drove my grandmother to her house. I always enjoyed seeing her. She was the only reason why I socialized from time to time with the rest of the family. Since my mother's death, she was the one who raised me and managed to educate me, to change me. My stepmother is not my biggest fan.

I vanished my unpleasant memories when I arrived at the night club where the boys had arranged to meet. The bodyguard lifted the rope as soon as he saw me, and the music, the smoke, the sounds started to get louder and louder with every step.

It was sexy, the whole atmosphere. The room was elegant, the music was carefully chosen, the girls were beautifully dressed and disguised. I entered the private room that was always prepared for us. The club didn't offer sexual services, but for us.

Most of the boys were already lost in temptation. The girls were almost completely naked, some were already sucking hard on my friends' cocks. Some of them were already starting to take the act further. The only 'decent' were those in a relationship or married.

'Sebastian, you made it!', Joe said raising the glass of scotch.

I smiled at him in response, sat down next to him and was also served a scotch. I quickly swallowed it down my throat, and motioned for another one to be brought to me.

'Tough day at work?' Christian asked me, and I nodded.

'I never asked you, what the hell are you doing here? Why aren't you with your loves?' I asked them laughing.

Joe shrugged, laughing, but Christian said, 'We want to hang out with you guys, but you guys want to fuck.'.

I looked around me and the atmosphere was intense. I wasn't a fan of night clubs, but I liked hanging out with the boys. And to be honest, there were times when I got carried away by the excitement and fucked almost all the girls in the room. Tonight was one of those nights. I wanted to regain control. All day I had been thinking about Ann, about all the obscene things I would do to her. It wasn't normal, I didn't usually have fantasies about a specific woman, simply sexual desire. But she always appeared in my mind. So, I decided to exhaust whatever sexual desire was burning inside me.

I drank the third scotch in one gulp. I threw my head back feeling how a slight euphoria and dizziness took over my body.

One of the girls started moving her bottom sensually on my lap. With my eyes closed, I cupped her ass with my hands, pulling her closer to my cock. The image of HER appetizing ass suddenly appeared in my mind. The way her ass was begging to be fucked. I raised my head and half-opened my eyes, seeing the redhead leaning on me. I pulled her until her back was against me and I started kneading her breasts, pulling on her hardened nipples. I approached her neck, wanting to bite it, but I couldn't stand her perfume.

I gently pushed her off me, I was nervous and swallowed the fourth glass of scotch down my throat. She sat down on her knees and started to open my pants. She was playing through my boxers with my balls that felt so heavy. I leaned back again, letting her play her game.

Ann's eyes and lips, really haunted me. Her maddening smell, her skin that seemed to call me to touch it. I opened my eyes wanting HER, but she wasn't there.

I took the redhead's hand and lifted her to her feet, I slapped her bottom, as a sign that I was no longer interested. I rubbed my face, I looked at the 'good' boys on my right who were nudging each other like teenagers. I shook my head in disbelief and texted Andrew to come pick me up. I stood up and raised my hand as a sign of good night.

Once I got in the car I said to Andrew 'I want to know everything about her, all the time, at any moment. Where is she, who is she with, what is she doing!' and he nodded.

I was angry. I was angry about her, I was angry about myself. I am used to certain habits, which I assume. I don't have time nor feel like chasing after a girl. But I wanted her badly.