I am Federick Mason, the richest and most powerful Billionaire in America, I own just a company but all major states have a branch. I'm the owner of Mason Kotex, the major producer and distributor of 80% of sanitary pads, diapers and baby wipes being used in the country. I have a hold on the international market too but it's still undergoing a few issues before I go global. I'm the sexiest, richest, most handsome and eligible bachelor in the country, I walk out with pride, draw attention to myself with the smallest of actions. Whenever I step into a place, it trembles with authority, my aura is powerful enough to silence everyone and my face sexy enough to make even guys drool and wish they were gay. My well structured body could receive praises for days from the lips of women, I'm the pure definition of perfect. Scarlet Silas, the most beautiful woman I have ever met returns with a business proposal to merge two items together. The idea is a banger but her body is a killer. There's no doubt that I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off her until I have a taste of her but she is my ex. But the problem now is can Frederick have a taste and quench the hunger within him? Would he mix business with pleasure? Would Scarlet be able to resist the heat between them and carry on with work like they were never lovers or they never wanted each other? Would love have a chance with them even with the obstacles that would bash, break and betray their love?
Frederick Mason I sat in my office, waiting for the arrival of the representative from San Meds.
I am Frederick Mason, the richest and most powerful Billionaire in America, I own just a company but all major states have a branch.
I'm the owner of Mason Kotex, the major producer and distributor of 80% of sanitary pads, diapers and baby wipes being used in the country.
I have a hold on the international market too but it's still undergoing a few issues before I go global.
I'm the sexiest, richest, most handsome and eligible bachelor in the country, I walk out with pride, draw attention to myself with the smallest of actions.
Whenever I step into a place, it trembles with authority, my aura is powerful enough to silence everyone and my face sexy enough to make even guys drool and wish they were gay.
My well structured body could receive praises for days from the lips of women, I'm the pure definition of perfect.
A knock erupted. "Come in." It's no doubt that my voice can get ladies quaking with arousal. I am the man of the girls, for the girls and of the girls.
I never get tired of sex, never ask for sex and never beg for sex but I'm having constant and random sex almost every time. I have standards for those I bed and I can turn even a naive lady into a ravenous slut within moments with just two fingers.
The door opened and I got hooked to the first leg that stepped inside, followed by the second most amazing straight leg.
Just from staring at her toes all the way up got my mouth watering and my body tensed with desire.
My eyes wandered from those well shaped legs right up to her hips and my hands began to quiver, I wanted to wrap them around her curvy hips all day. Her waist narrowed and I stared till I came in contact with her petite and standing breasts.
Standing breasts right? I could see her huge nipples standing, poking at her gown and I groaned, why cage such marvelous darlings.
Her gown was a short one with a tiny slit that with just a little leg stretch her crotch would be exposed.
Where on earth did this angel drop from? Where has she been hiding since? For her to have such a breathtaking body, surely her face would be one to die for.
Eagerness spread round my body, I wanted to see her face. I can't wait to look into her beautiful eyes.
I raised my head and everywhere went mute, I left the planet earth, my whole brain shattered as I looked at Scarlett, my ex! She was dressed in an off the shoulder, short body-cleaving gown that stopped below her knees and high kinky heels.
She looked corporate as hell, sexy as fuck and I stood up immediately, my whole body was shaking not only with shock but desire, longing and lust.
Scarlett, my ex who had left me three years ago was standing right in front of me, she had transformed from a sexy little girl to an exceptionally sexy woman.
I wanted to sink my hands into her lush curves and bury my face in between her chest. My lips went dry as I was taken back to those days when we were always lounging at each other.
We were like rabbits, we fucked everywhere and anywhere. The heat then was dope, nothing has changed about her.
She only grew sexier, developed the right parts in great abundance and looked very hot, the steam coming from her was enough to melt my whole office.
The air conditioner was on but cold sweats had already broken out of my head, I was gulping nervously as I took in her body.
"What the fuck!" I mumbled as our eyes locked. Her blue eyes were wide with surprise, good thing I'm not the only shocked one. Her face was mortified.
The small smile that had been plastered before had flattened into a small frown and her eyes held disgust and shock.
"Ehn... Welcome mrs?" I got my voice after almost a minute of silence. My voice seemed to bring her back to earth and she shivered before she composed herself.
"Miss Scarlett" She voiced out harshly and I was taken aback.
"Welcome Miss Scarlett, please have your seat" I replied with sarcasm and she took a few breaths.
"Thank you Mr Frederick, it's nice to see you after all these years" She replied through gritted teeth as she took the seat and it was no doubt that she wasn't pleased to see me at all.
Scarlet wasn't one to hide her feelings or pretend.
"So miss Scarlett, what brings you to my office after all these years? You don't look like someone who's into the business line and I'm sure you know I'm not the one who offers jobs... So, what brought you here? Perhaps an apology?"
"An apology?" She dropped absentmindedly.
"Yes, so after all these years you're wondering if it isn't too late for us to come back I guess?" I continued and her eyes widened when she realized how correct I am.
She stood up immediately, anger and disgust.
"Never in my life have I met someone as obnoxious and despicable as you! You know what? Fuck you! I hate you! I'm out" She ranted and pushed herself forward. With her anger I knew that I had said the wrong thing and fucked things up.
But if she wasn't here for a relationship then what brought her here? The Scarlet I knew was never a business woman but I guess a lot has changed, it's been three years.
"Wait!" I didn't notice when I bolted to her side and grabbed her hand.
It was the most delightful feeling ever, a tingle ran down my body and my cock revived. Just a touch took me back in time to remember those blissful days.
Those days when we fucked each other, her stamina was shocking and refreshing, we could fuck for hours without getting tired. One of the things that intrigued me about her.
I could fuck her all year without being bored, she was the first woman who's body I was addicted to and even for the past three years, there were days where I longed to be inside of her. Days I thought about only her and no one else.
Everything about her seemed to light my body on fire. I could feel my breathing increase and the office seemed too small and hot.
Days I couldn't concentrate on anything apart from her whole body, I still remembered it clearly like the back of my palm.
I badly wanted to bury my cock inside of her and hear her screams, see her take off her nerdy glasses just to look into her blue eyes. I noticed I had been holding her hand and staring, embarrassed, I let go. I should control my raging thoughts.
"Please Miss Scarlet, I apologize for my behavior. If you could please sit, let's have a new conversation" I pleaded, not because I wanted to hear whatever she wanted to say but partly because I didn't want her to leave.
Seeing her after three years sparked some things in my heart and made me remember the good old days and I badly wanted to keep her beside me.
She took in a deep and nervous breath, I could see she was battling a lot inside of her and I began to feel bad.
Scarlet that I knew is a strong headed lady who doesn't depend on anyone, coming back must be really important.
My heart began to hammer.
After all these years for her to come to me, what's wrong? Why do I sense that what she is about to discuss is something terrible. I was a prick to think she's here for a relationship.
I must have sounded like an arrogant pig and made her flustered.
"Please sit, let's discuss" I pleaded seriously and she sat down, her eyes following me as I took my own sit and waited nervously for her to talk.
"I... I'm here..."
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