章節 11: Chapter 11 - What Am I Going To Do Now?
Mona's POV:
I shake my head, smirking.
“Oh, I’m so naughty. You’ve got that right.”
I become serious now, sipping from my cappuccino while she’s all wet, waiting to hear the story.
“No, babe. He’s not my fucker boy. He’s Shawn, my dear-oh-husband.”
Yeah, she’s only now hearing it. I haven’t told anyone yet. Not even dad has told people for the moment.
She forms several ‘O’ on her face and her eyes twinkle.
“W-What?!”
“That was step one to save our companies from bankruptcy. Arranged marriage. Business. Nothing more.”
“Damn…. He’s so fucking hot! I must confess I had some…hot fantasies with him, baby…. Sorry….”
Yeah, she knows I’m not a sex bitch in general and has awareness over my views when it comes to relationships and such. She knows it would never be my want to actually have a marriage or fuck someone for money. That’s why she tells me about the fantasies as I wouldn’t find it offensive coming from her.
“He is. But I hate him.” I reject the new call banging my phone from him. She cringes over my action with a low squeal.
“You are naughty indeed, girl…. Arranged marriage or not…. I would have fucked him so hardcore….” She’s still with her wet and lustful eyes on my phone as the fucker doesn’t give up in calling me again.
Son of a bitch….
I curse him under my lips on silent and reject the call again to her tensed up all.
“Not me, babe. Alright. You can go home for the night. I’ll work some more. We’re out of bankruptcy because of the Bad Boy Fucker, but we need to turn things around and fuck the market again.”
“Shit…. You’re so bad, Mona…. Why don’t I have such hotness? God….” She’s in fantasies…. Ha-ha! I burst into laughter. “Oh! Come on!”
“Babe? If I could change things, I would gladly trade him to you. No joke. Ha-ha!” She’s blinking, all taken in Bad Boy Fucker’s persona.
“And I would have gladly accepted him…. Sheesh! Sizzling hot…. But he’s so fucking cold and without a glance to females whenever he came in the company to talk to your dad. However, the scandal magazines on him….” She motions her head with a twist of lips. “Yeah, he’s a player…. Only A-list bitches. Never the same one.”
I’m smirking.
“Don’t care, babe. He can do whatever. But the one at home? Nope.” The last word pops from my mouth. “Ha-ha!” I’m sipping from my mug of coffee. “Not a fucking chance. I’m so bad when it comes to him. Yup.”
“Yeah, yeah…. I know how cold you are. But I don’t know how you’ll escape the hotness as he’s fucking the phone, baby girl. And you’re his wife now. He, he, he…. It seems he wants to fuck you, girl. So, I’ll live my fantasies through you…. Ha-ha!” She stands up and runs to the door and I grab a file and throw it at her back.
“OH! SHUT UP, YOU BITCH!” She has an evil witch laughter and slams the door behind her.
“I’m going home and dreaming of your wedding night! MUHAHAHA!” She yells that from the other side of the door.
“DANA! I’LL FUCKING FIRE YOU!” I’m all a little frowning and fuming demon at the door from my chair.
“SUE ME! I’m off! Bye, baby!” She’s going home.
Fucking bitch and that fucking bastard…. OH! STOP CALLING ME, FUCKER!
I reject his call again.
“UGH! I’m so doomed with all this…. Okay, let’s focus, Mona. We’ve got shit to do….” I resume my work and ignore everything around me.
At some point, Dana’s number flashes on my phone and I take her call. “Yeah, babe?”
“Still upset on me, love?” Not really.
“No, babe.” I’m with the phone on speaker, clacking over my keyboard.
“Bad Boy Fucker is waiting for you downstairs in the limo, girl. You’re fucked, honey. Ha-ha!” I cringe and jerk my stare on the phone, halting my hands on my laptop.
“What did you say?”
“Yep. Six cars flanking the limo like he usually has. I know it’s him because of this. He always has an army of men with him.”
Well, he’s fucking Mafia and a billionaire. That’s why. Fuck! What am I going to do now? He probably let me chill after this morning…. Shit…. Well, stay there, fucker. I’m not coming down. They’ve already closed the doors downstairs. Only employees have access to get out. But nobody comes in. Yes. Ha-ha! Sucker…. I’ll be so comfy on my sofa here…. MUHAHAHA!
“Babe? Are you still there?”
“Yeah. No worries. He can sleep in the limo or go. I don’t care.”
She has an outburst in laughter. I’m grinning.
“You bad girl…. I don’t know about that as he has just stepped down from the limo with his phone at his right ear, men surrounding him, and he’s so damn hot, bull staring at the front door, calling again the person, inching to the main door, babe. I’m so damn sure he’s calling you and I think you’ll get the fuck of your life from Bad Boy Fucker as he’s so fucking turned on from his stare. Trust me…. I know….”
I crazy laugh.
“He can’t get in, love. The security won’t let him in after eight. Day security knows him, night security doesn’t. They won’t grant him access or open the door for….” She interrupts me….
“You don’t say, girl…. He has just entered the building without a halt in his way.”
WHAT?! I’LL FIRE THE NIGHT SECURITY! I’M THE BOSS HERE! NOT THAT FUCKER! THEY SHOULDN’T HAVE DONE THAT! MOTHERFUCKERS!
I jump from my chair, grabbing the phone from the desk, and I’m running to lock the doors from my line of offices. I have five doors to lock. “What are you doing, Mona?”
“Locking the fucking doors! That’s what I’m doing! This son of a fucking bitch! I fucking hate his guts! He has no fucking limits!”
She’s laughing with appetite, like choking from laughter.
“Oh, baby…. Ha-ha! From how he’s built in his all, I don’t think a door or doors are a problem for him, honey. But hey, you can try…. Ha-ha! She’s so damn crazy….” She breaks in another laughter to my frustration, but I stay silent and finish securing all doors.
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