CALVIN"S POV
It was a crazy evening and for sure not an anticipated one. After I left Sophia at her apartment after a good bye and politely declining her offer to go up to her apartment for a cup of coffee because I don't know what would have happened if I would have taken up her offer. She was drunk, I am drunk and she's looking damn hot in that black little dress of her which leaves very little to the imagination. I'd probably bang her till she forgets every other guy she's ever been with. Why do I care about her dating life. It's none of my business or maybe it is she works with me. Why am I feeling this pang of jealousy all of a sudden. Maybe I'm tired. Yeah that's what it is. I am also sexually frustrated and I don't want to lose a valuable asset to the company for a night of fun moreover it's wrong to cross the line with employees and being the boss of the company I don't want to endorse such message.
Also, Sophia is really good at her job and it would be really difficult to find her replacement. She has proved her worth within this week. She has worked really hard and honestly I'm impressed. My all other assistants were working just to be with me and had zero interest in there work. And here is Sophia always drowned in work and still asking if there's some work I can give her. Well guess I'm lucky to have find such a perfect assistant.
Wow Calvin you're really impressed with this one.
I am currently driving to a bar for a drink or two. Tonight's events have made me sober and I really wanna forget tonight. I am not even tipsy now. The way that douche bag was touching her inappropriately made me so fucking angry and my drunkenness was all gone in a second or two. I wanted to rip his soul out of his fucking body, I really wanted to kill him and I would have if Sophia didn't stop me.
Why do you suddenly care about her so much?
I would have done the same for any girl. No guy should treat a girl like that. I know you must be thinking that it's weird coming from a playboy but all those girls come willingly to me. I don't touch them unless they are comfortable.
This was supposed to be a fun night. I was so excited for tonight that I would finally get some action. There was change in plans because Michele had something urgent come up at work and we decided to meet at the club. So I left in the evening and Michele arrived a little later than me. We decided to go for couple of rounds of kamikaze shots. I and Michele both had a great capacity when it came to drinks...well other things too. We were in the VIP part of the club as I knew the owner personally. From the VIP box, you could see the whole club but no one could look inside as it had one sided glass. We were given our ordered foods way faster than the other people in the club. From the VIP lounge you could see the New York skyline. It was freaking beautiful. Not every one could see this view though.
Well I'm a billionaire. It has some benefits. Not that I'm bragging but yeah whatever.
Michele and I were catching up with each other about everything; life, work, girls, etc. It was relaxing but a sudden commotion on the dance floor caught my eye. I couldn't believe my eyes. Sophia was on the dance floor looking like sex on legs. Seeing her like that made my cock twitch. I couldn't take my eyes off her but the terrified expressions brought me out of my trance. A guy was touching her inappropriately and he pushed away another girl probably her friend who was trying to help Sophia. He was trying to kiss her while trying to
How dare he touch her like that. I'll fucking kill him.
I immediately rushed down to the dance floor with Michele following me. I was burning with rage. I pulled that asshole away from Sophia with a great force and beat the fuck out of him for touching her inappropriately. How dare he do that. He has no right to touch her like that. That filthy bastard does not deserve to live. Suddenly, I was pulled back by Michele and the bodyguards took that fucker away. He was literally bleeding. I think I broke his nose bone but he deserved it. He fucking deserved it. I was fuming but I had to calm down for Sophia. She must have seen smoke out of ears. She was already scared and I needed to know if she was alright. She looks so vulnerable right now and it makes my heart break into a thousand pieces. A feisty and confident girl like her doesn't deserve this behaviour. Why am I suddenly feeling something in my chest. I don't have a heart. I'm not affected by all these things.
After I knew for sure that she was okay, I was somewhat relieved but I couldn't leave her here while she was all drunk and tipsy so I decided to drop her home. She was stumbling when we exited the club so I held her for a second so that she can stable again. Man why is she so drunk and that too while she is looking like a perfect snacc. Creepy men are for sure would be throwing at her. I'd rip everyone's heart out who even try to hurt her.