Chapter 9 Peeping tom

Amelia wanted to take the day off. So she called Lucas for his permission as her atmosphere in the office was never in favour of raising her spirits. She had decided that she would go and enjoy the cool breeze in the garden adjacent to her lane to freshen up her mind. Ironically when this situation arose 10 years back, her father had lined a dozen of psychiatrists to help her mentally. But now, with no money in her pocket, the free walk in the garden could help her revive up a bit

"No, I am not giving you any leave today. There is work to be completed and you have to come or else you better resign." Lucas had ended the call without any further comments. Luckily there weren't any abuses hurled at her.

She took a warm bath and left for the office having no other option in her hand. She reached late only to meet Lucas at the front desk who explained her the day's work and reminded her to personally hand it over to the big boss after it was completed. Lucas was polite in his words today; she also saw him giving her a gentle smile at the end making her wonder how she had reached his good books. Her work seemed simple but laborious. She had to copy a rough design using the formatted application in her laptop by measuring the intricate dimensions accurately. A simple error could ruin the design completely and so it was time consuming. She would definitely have to work overtime but she definitely didn't mind as the payment part was lucrative as well.

After the office hours ended, Amelia went to the lobby to fetch a cup of coffee when she saw Tony arriving with a green eyed, brown haired girl who had clutched his arm like her life depended on it. The dress worn by the girl looked like she had just stepped out of a pub. Amelia was staring at her trying to make out what business she could possibly have in the company. Beautiful eyes, soft curls, beautiful glowing skin and wore high heels but barely reached his chin. And then Amelia's gaze fell on arms she was holding and then the brown orbs that were staring at her all the while. Even with the brown haired beauty on his side, his gaze refused to leave Amelia. On the contrary when he saw her looking at him, his lips quickly formed a smirk.

Amelia quickly withdrew her gaze pretending she didn't see the smirk at all. After the fiasco last night Amelia preferred to stay away from Tony's intimidating lustful eyes and she sprinted away from that place and resumed working on the designs again.

After completing her work she outstretched her arms, she looked at her watch, the time showed 7:45. If she completed her work fast, she would reach her apartment by 9- 9;30 pm. Girls of her age generally spent their weekends for leisure, some would travel others would prefer hitting the pubs; she only wished to reach home early. At least she got her Sunday off; Planning how she would spend the next day in free recreational activities, she got up carrying the bundle of files after taking a print out of the copy on which she had worked. Her desk job was finished, submitting the files to her big boss was left. Suddenly the lights went off. She approached the elevators but found that it had stopped functioning as the electric supply of the entire building had shut off. Under normal circumstances the generators worked providing an alternate source of electricity to the 60 floored building. Why weren't the generators operational bemused her.

She wanted to leave quickly; rather calling the office of electricity to look in the problem, she chose to climb the stairs to submit the work and leave the building promptly. Amelia used her mobile flashlight to climb the stairs and reach Tony's office only to find it open. Still Amelia knocked on his door to inform Mr Tony of her presence. Getting no response from the other end, she stepped inside to keep the files on the desk. For a moment the electricity in the lights returned and she heard the door behind her close. She turned around to see who closed the door but there was no one. Amelia knew that these doors were remote controlled. She walked towards the door to open it but the lights shut down again and the door knob didn't budge either.

Amelia tried hard to rotate the doorknob but all her efforts were futile. She was now trapped inside Tony Lopez's room and that scared her insides. She scanned the whole room to find a dim red light source in the adjacent gym room. The door between the rooms was closed and the sliver of light was perceptible under the door. Its stark redness contrasted the mildness of the moonlight visible through the window.

Inquisitive about the source of light, she approached the door only to hear some muffled gaging sounds. Fearing the worst that someone would have choked or gagged while working out, thinking it be an emergency where timely intervention could help revive a person in need of her help, she opened the door even if it wasn't her business only to find a shocking overwhelming view in front of her.

Tony was sitting on chair with the brown haired beauty kneeling in front of him in between his legs, choking with his organ in her mouth while her hair was grabbed by him forcing her head towards him. Amelia's eyes widened in horror when she saw the girl's cheeks flushed in red unable to swallow any further producing the choking sounds. Her gaze then averted to her boss, who was scanning Amelia's body; unlike other days when it would be fixated at her eyes.

He let out a groan while his eyes were fixed at Amelia's chest and then let off the grip on the beauty's hair. His gaze then shifted upwards to her eyes and he smirked seeing the fear in them. Amelia legs were stuck, fear didn't let them move but seeing the smirk made feel nauseating.

"S...sorry Sir." She turned around hastily to leave. The lights had returned in the main cabin and the door knob moved while pivoting but a hand held her wrist. Tony had worn his boxers standing in front of her holding her wrist to stop her from leaving.

He angled his head to one side while fixing his eyes at her. "I want to go". Amelia's voice was barely audible. She withdrew her hand from his grasp while her eyes didn't move, her feet went backwards until her it hit the wall. Tony walked towards her with his arms pressed on either side of the wall. She was encaged by the devil with his hands.

"I w...want to go". She had gathered courage to speak the words louder. He bent his head and brought his lips closer to her ears. She could feel his hot breath near her ear.

"Do you want it too?". Amelia by now knew him too well to understand what is 'want' signified. From the corner of her eyes, she saw him enjoying her scent with his eyes closed as if he was getting stimulated erotically with it. Dreading the worst that such proximity may give him wrong indications putting her into helpless situations ahead, she pushed him with all her might only to hear him cursing under his breath. Without waiting to see the look on his face, her feet carried her swiftly out of the room. She ran out of the building and stopped near the security gate to gasp for air after feeling shortness of breath. Her feet were trembling partly by exhaustion, partly by fear. The watch hanging near the guard's post was showing the time as 9 clock. She turns around to see the entire area is deserted except the guard in front of me, some men in black suits presumably the CEO's bodyguards and only light emitting from the building through the topmost floor that belongs to the CEO.

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Tony's POV

I don't understand what's happening with me; I don't get stimulated by any other woman but her. I I have lived a very healthy sexual life before but things have changed after meeting her. Only her presence, her scent make me erotic. The witch wants to ruin me with her magic but I will ensure that she screams under me soon enough.

I am enticing her these days. I am going slow with my seduction techniques; but I don't know how long I would be able to control myself if she keeps refusing my advances. Her repudiation hurts my ego, I am used to women throwing themselves at me; rejection doesn't dwell well with me.

The bitch is used to whoring around with different men, I had seen her physically proximity with other boys while fooling around with me ten years back. She pretends to dislike my advances, but she craves me from within, I can sense it even if her eyes speak otherwise. Her eyes are the most deceiving part of her body, she tries to coney a different meaning altogether with her eyes.

I have to change my approach. I will lure her with my money the next time I come across her. Staying away from riches for such a long time will easily make anyone dig gold around them.

I take out my phone and dial a number.

"Good evening s..sir. The job is done." I get the response from the other end.

" At what time did you do it?"

"Approximately at 8:15.". The man across is precise in his work. He was hesitant to carry my commands initially, but I lured him with money first and then with my power. He was too weak to refuse. Pros of being a mafia don, show your muscle and your gun and people will dance to your tunes.