We exited the cab in front of the company. I looked up and saw the tall building, and I helped Samantha out of the taxi. She grabbed my hand and held onto my arm as we walked into the building. People began to whisper, as they all knew how much Anthony wanted Samantha, and here, a low-level employee was walking with the company goddess. Things will get crazy today; they can't wait to see the show.
The security guard stopped me as I walked through the checkpoint.
"Come with us, Mr. Hitchcock."
"If Anthony wants to talk to me, he can be at my desk as I grab my stuff, and I quit today."
They smirked as one started to grab me, but I was stronger than before. I shake his arm off, but the force makes him fall to the floor, causing the guards to stop as I walk by them. One of them grabs a walkie-talkie.
I made everyone stay away from us as we stepped into the elevator. They only wanted to watch and not get involved, and I don't hate them for that. No one wants to willingly suffer for someone they don't know, as they have families to care for.
We get off our floor and begin to pack what we want. As I didn't have much, I threw away the stuff I didn't want and put only a few things into my briefcase. I picked up the last thing, a photo of what was once my family. It was when Anna got into college. She was so happy at the time. I let the photo fall into the trash can and turned around, only to see Anthony walking over to me, and Samantha came to my side holding the stuff she wanted.
"Running away, I see; your wife Tina misses you. She doesn't have anything to laugh at anymore, but I do have to thank you for making some lovely woman. They felt good on my BBC."
He smirked at me with his cringed gold teeth. I just looked at him as I pulled Samantha into my side, sliding my hand into her dress and making her moan.
"It's all good; a retreat before regrouping isn't something to be ashamed of. But you can have my ex-wife as I think I got a better trade; Samantha is a hell of a woman in bed. It was far better than my ex was, so have fun with my sloppy seconds. As for my daughters, they are adults. Every loser of a guy they wish to sleep with is up to them. I can't hold their hands all their lives; they must occasionally get burnt playing with fire."
I begin to make Samantha moan as a vein starts to bulge on his bald black head. He didn't think I wouldn't care about the fact that he was fucking my wife and daughters. Even going so far as to taunt him about fucking Samantha, but money and power are everything. There isn't a woman who wouldn't fall to him.
"Do you think you can keep Samantha once I ruin your life? She will leave you as your wife and daughters have. After all, you are a weak piece of shit meant to be walked on."
He smirked and shook my head as he let his facade down. He had a more gentlemanly aura about him before this, and now, in front of everyone has seen his colors, and his ego can't tell him he has fucked up already. He shouldn't have done this publicly, as his brothers had been fighting for the company's CEO when their father stepped down.
At that moment, he heard whispers; my goading so blinded him that he forgot we weren't the only ones there. I slowly pulled my hand out of Samantha's dress and licked her love nectar off them in front of him.
"You should mind your manners in public. It can affect your power struggle in many ways. After all, who would trust someone with their money if you can't keep a level head under stress? The powerful have their ways of social etiquette, and so do those at the bottom. You shouldn't make the investors doubt your leadership, or you won't be the CEO."
He clenched his fist as he couldn't believe he was outsmarted by someone who had no clue that his family was betraying him. What happened to James? Why does he seem like a man who walked a thousand miles and learned a thousand things?
Anthony turned and walked away; his goons looked at their boss in shock. They followed behind, and I sighed as I looked at Samantha, who looked at me with worship and fervor in her mind.
"You have changed, James. I find this new you stronger and more steadfast. I believe you will make waves in the business world. I have only felt this from those old men who sit at the top."
I smile, taking the box in her arms. She smiles and wraps an arm around mine, and we head to the elevator. The women in the office look at me with a hint of interest that wasn't there before. Gossip started to spread, reaching the ears of his brothers and father.
The brothers began to spin it like Anthony isn't someone who can be trusted with money and the company's well-being if he steals from the works. He could steal from the investors, which hit his reputation, making his father call him up to the top floor.
"I hear you slept with a worker's wife and daughters?"
Anthony was sweating as his father sat in a chair with his secretary between his legs, blowing him while smoking a cigar.
"What have I always told you about eating?"
Anthony speaks in a low voice.
"Don't eat where you shit."
His father slammed his hand down on the chair's armrest, slightly cracking the wood. The secretary jumped a little, and Jackson Smith stood up. Grabbing the back of her head, he pushed his cock deep into her throat and flooded his cum down her throat, making her gag while swallowing it all. He pulls out of her mouth and zips up his pants before walking to his son standing in front of him.
"You will not do it again; as for that ex-employee, leave him the fuck alone. Any more, and the investors will think you are wasting your time on powertrips. This James has no money or power; he isn't worth our time."
Anthony clenched his fist and protested; his father saw this and slapped Anthony.
"DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR!"
"Yes, Father."
"Good, now get out of my sight."
Anthony leaves as Jackson turns and sees his secretary naked and bent over his desk. He smile and begin to take his close-off.
Samantha and I leave the company and flag down a taxi. After putting her box in the trunk, we get into it. Samantha kisses me as she gets on my lap.
"You were so fucking hot, James. I want you to take me when we get home."
"With pleasure, Samantha."