SEDUCING MY BOSS
Jacob's POV
A month ago.
We were scheduled to hold a private party with a few of our friends at our own private club at the house.
It was our favorite part of the house. It's located at the rear part of the property, glass and mirror walls mostly, dark modern themed and was facing our infinity pool outside with an overlooking view of the city. It was our own private club with a huge hot tub inside. Liquor, girls on bikinis, and private corners. Our perfect little room of pleasure. We've held numerous private parties there.
Marcus and I were on our way home from a business meeting and sign some papers with our lawyer. Marcus being so fucking careless failed to sign our latest purchase of spa and resort in Indonesia, so we had to return to our lawyer's office. I was so fucking pissed at him during the ride.
I was excited to see our friends and had a good time but this fucking idiot just had to piss me off first.
Just when we arrived the house, about half an hour late to the party, and were about to step out of the car, an almost deafening explosion at the back of the mansion was heard.
As protocol, our driver quickly drove off to our hotel and some of the guards followed behind us as convoy protection. Another team of our security fcame into the house and checked the explosion.
Bran, our head of security, phoned me and told that everyone in the private club was dead and into pieces, including our staff and our friends. Only I and my brother, who was supposed to be there, dodged the explosion. It's total chaos.
Our men secured the area and called the authorities for an initial investigation while Marcus and I waited at my penthouse suite for our lawyer that night. We had to make arrangements for our staff members' families. Our staff were dead because of us. We also had to call our friends' families.
And just like that, we lost most of our good connections. We were considered 'unsafe' to deal with or transact with. We figured we had to find out who caused this and regain our connections.
Two weeks went by, and local authorities were, as usual, of no use in identifying who's behind the bombing. They can't even tell if it was an inside job.
"Useless pieces of sh*t," Marcus sighed.
Marcus took the initiative of hiring more men for security and replacing our deceased staff members. He had the undamaged part of the house cleaned and ready so we could come home as soon as possible. He also hired the best private investigators we know to fast-track solving this fucking case.
Whoever's behind this, I'll surely give him a slow and painful death.
While the investigation was ongoing, my brother and I decided to hire a contractor to rebuild our private club. I was planning to hire the original contractor of the mansion, which would require much less handling for me since they knew how it was built and how I would like it to be rebuilt.
But before that, we paid our dad a visit to his grave. It was his 10th death anniversary. As we arrived at the grave, an unknown man, about the age of our father, was already there. Our men approached him, and he claimed to be Stanley Flinch.
I only heard about Stanley Flinch from my father when he was still alive. My brother and I grew up with dad by our sides. He used to tell us stories of how he grew up and had a friend, Stanley Flinch. They only grew apart when Stanley's family moved to Canada for good.
We introduced ourselves to him, and it turned out he was so well mannered and calm, with a with a very 'dad' aura. We offered him a cup of coffee at our place. We missed dad so much, and talking about it seemed to help. This was the closest we could get to dad, reminiscing about the times he was alive. We listened to Mr. Flinch's endless stories about how his dad was when he was a teenager. He was even there when dad and mom met.
When we finished our coffees, we invited him on a tour of our mansion. The fruit of the labor of mom and dad. That's when he saw the mess at the private club. It was hard to miss. A perfect modern mansion with a torn rear part. Even the pool was inaccessible.
That's when he mentioned that he owned a design company back in Canada and was expanding as a contractor. This could be their first construction project. Out of respect for Dad, we decided to hire him.
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Tonight, I'll be meeting Mr. Flinch in the dining hall of my hotel. I arrived a little late, and when I got there, I didn't expect to meet his team.
That's when I first laid my eyes on her. Fucking beautiful.
An innocent Asian girl makes me want to do evil things to her. She's not showing much skin, but fucking hell, I can imagine her body with those tight tops and pants.
She looked a bit shocked and awed when she saw me standing in front of her. Well, most ladies were.
I introduced myself and shook her hand. It was so soft, I can only imagine her using it to hold my cock.
I tried to be professional, which I really was. I never mixed business and personal agendas. Only this time, I might not live up to that.
I kept stealing glances at her. And whenever I caught her checking me out, she looked away. I didn't have a problem being checked out by her. It only turned me on.
As the meeting went by, I was delighted to know that she'd be at my mansion every day, managing and tracking the project. More chances of torturing her.
I'll make her beg.
When I expressed my doubt about her, she turned from a shy employee to an animal ready to pounce at me for insulting her. I liked it. A lot.
That's when I knew I had to have her. No matter what,.
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