His secretary was on her knees before him, her head bobbing up and down his cock, sucking it like a champ. Her mouth left his cock momentarily to speak to him, but he shoved her mouth back down on him. He didn't pay her to hear her talk, he wanted her to suck him off when he wanted, and after what had just happened, he needed a good blowjob.
He was walking to the office when a car drove past and out came an egg. It had missed him narrowly, striking the wall next to him. Did those idiots have any idea how much his suit cost? More than what they earned in a whole fucking year! People like them got on his nerves but he couldn't care less.
The public's hatred of him came swiftly after a financial giant at Wall Street saw his downfall. He used to tout investments with no risks, and anyone with a half working brain would know that in the world of finance, such a thing was simply impossible. But greedy people flocked to him and his pockets grew and grew. Alas, his rise to power soon crumbled after he was discovered to be running a Ponzi and now, Lawson was tasked with recovery of funds from the investors and through the years, he had gotten rich from it.
But his success didn't come without downsides. He had to recover money from the people who withdrew more than other investors to make things better, and doing that caused many to live life on the edge, not knowing whether they could afford dinner, and some to hand over their homes, forever unable to have a normal life. Many were made homeless because of him, and there were several who took their lives to escape from the heat he put on them. But honestly, he was only doing a necessary evil. Without him, the damage would be even greater.
Her mouth continued to rise up and down on his cock, his hand on her head, forcing her to deep throat him. Just then, his door opened and in came a trivial employee who put a folder on his desk. As his secretary worked her magic, he flipped open the document.
They found Ria.
He picked up photographs of her. She looked so much older now, the baby fat in her cheeks gone. She was now a preschool teacher at a childcare not too far from where his office building was, and he marvelled that they never bumped into each other. Putting her pictures down, he pried his secretary from his lap and ordered her out. She wiped her mouth as she got back on unsteady feet. Flipping through more information his people collected on Ria, his muscles relaxed.
"Clear my schedule," he ordered his secretary, who nodded, her eyes glossing over the pictures of Ria on his table.
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The moment he stepped into the club, all eyes fell on him, expressions filled with fear. He half-smiled, aware of the weight his presence carried wherever he went. He was a mafia boss, and everyone knew that. If they were smart, they'd know better than to offend him or do anything he didn't like. He walked past the glistening bodies, searching for the one girl he could never forget.
Ria.
He had found her Instagram a long time ago, and she had foolishly decided to post a story on her decision to visit this club tonight. For someone who was valedictorian, she sure had a head full of air sometimes. There were so many bad people in the city that he was surprised that she hadn't turned up dead already. Then again, most of the bad people in town worked under him, and he had already made it clear that Ria was off limits. She was his, and his alone.
The music boomed over his ears as he made his way through the crowd, the dancers widening their eyes at the sight of him and gingerly stepping aside to let him through. He went over to the middle of the dance floor and whisked his phone out, tapping into Ria's Instagram profile. She had just updated it again, this time telling everyone that she was about to arrive and was planning to have so much fun because it was Friday night.
"Please," Declan said to everyone. "Have fun!"
And the crowd returned to its original state. Everyone started to dance and drink, like they had before he came in. The horde of dancers increased as people swayed their hips, grinding their hips onto strangers. Declan walked by and caught another update from Ria on his phone. She was in the club right now. As he weaved between more strangers, he caught sight of her strawberry blonde curls and her favourite cardigan.
He pushed through the people, intent on reaching her, but in that moment, her figure disappeared from his vision as the crowd surged against him.
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She was surrounded by dancers everywhere she turned, and there was hardly any space to walk. There was no shortage of people, so why did she feel like someone was staring at her? Stalking her? Her breath hitched in her throat as she froze, her mouth suddenly dried of all moisture. Why was she so fearful? Was something about to happen? She was supposed to have fun, spend the night having as many drinks as she could and then head home with a handsome stud to fuck until morning broke.
A hand touched her shoulder.
She jumped where she stood. Spinning around, she found herself staring into the most familiar set of eyes ever. Her mouth fell open in a gasp of surprise before she threw herself forward at him in an embrace. She hugged him tightly and when they parted, all she wanted was to feel his arms around her again.
"Lawson! I can't believe it's you!" Ria exclaimed.
"I finally found you, Ria," Lawson said as he lowered his mouth to hers. She kissed him fiercely and he kissed her back, hand around the back of her head to pull her into their kiss.
"I'm so sorry," Ria said. "My mother forced me to move across town and that's why I left that way. I didn't want to but I had no choice."
"It doesn't matter," Lawson said. "What matters now is that you're here with me."
"Where have you been?"
"I'm working as a partner at a law firm now," he explained. "You?"
"I'm a preschool teacher," she said. "I never expected you to become a lawyer."
"I've always known somehow that I would," he said to her, his hands finding her waist. He pulled her into the dance floor and they moved their bodies along to the beat that was playing in the club. "I still love you, Ria."
She reached up to kiss him again. Oh, how she loved his taste! "Let's have fun tonight!"
"I'll dance with you until the sun rises again," he said. "Come home with me. I'll fuck your brains out until you don't ever want to fuck another man again."
"Oh, Lawson," she threw her head back and laughed. "Fuck yes that would be great."
But in about three hours, Lawson was right before a revving motorbike and Ria was getting onto the back of it with the world's most irritating piece of shit in front. It was Declan again, the pathetic third ranker half-smiling at him like some sportsman that had just won a gold medal at the Olympics. Declan revved up his motorbike again, raising a hand up to him to flip him off before he drove off into the night with Ria behind him.