Chapter 3

Lorenzo Vladimir :

"Fucking hell, this traffic," I shouted, looking outside the window while my driver was gulping. He should be scared, dumbhead. He knew that I was going to be fucking late for my flight.

Currently, I am in Germany doing some business deals. I am heading back to NYC, where my office's main branch is.

I should have taken my jet from my mansion itself, fucking hell. After some time, the route was clear, and the car roared to the engine.

My guards greeted me when I stepped out of the car, and I just nodded. I sat inside my jet and then took my laptop for some work.

I was checking some emails and documents when a message popped up on my screen. I initially ignored it, but then I opened the news because of the site.

The message was from the site I made a few months back because I wanted to try something, but I needed someone to hold my interest. I am the most eligible bachelor at 38 years old. So, some fun won't hurt.

I was looking for someone I could care for, like a baby, but every girl wanted money. I tried some girls but wanted something else, so I closed that site and never visited.

So now, after months of frustration, there was a message. Who could it be?

I clicked on the message, but it was just that we are now connected. (Oh, so someone just clicked my profile.) I thought and smirked.

Someone needs a sugar daddy, huh? I questioned no one in particular. I wanted to message that person, but the workload overpowered my desire. I closed that site and focused on my emails.

I had a lot to deal with back in my office. After one hour, one of the air hostesses arrived with some drinks. She served me, then licked her lips to look seductive and sexy.

I smirked at her and signaled towards my pants. She got the hint and unbuckled my belt, and then she took out my junior, who was not hard enough for her to be pleased by. She looked at my junior, then took it in her hands. She starts pumping it with her hand, making it hard.

"OPEN," I ordered, and, like the good slut she was, she opened her mouth wide enough for me to push my cock in her warm mouth. She wrapped her sultry lips around my length and then bobbed her head up and down.

I clutched her hair in my fist and started fucking her mouth. She started playing with my balls.

After some time, she started choking while tapping my covered thighs. I smirked and then fucked her mouth hard and rough. She gagged, but I didn't leave her.

I release it in her mouth, and she coughs badly.

"Not a single drop out of your mouth," I ordered, glaring at her. It was hard for her, so I pushed her away and started doing my work like nothing happened.

The jet landed, and I stepped down, only to witness my secretory there with my car.

"Good morning, sir," he greeted me, and I nodded in response.

"Sir, you have a meeting with some client about that place where you wanted to make a hotel," he told me about my schedule for the day. I was in no mood to attend meetings, but I had to.

I arrived outside my office building and took out my shades. I entered, and everyone stopped what they did as if they sensed my presence.

"Good evening, sir" and "Good evening, boss." Everyone started greeting me, but I ignored them.

I was entering the lift with my PA hot on my trail. He filled me with important information about today's meeting, and we entered my cabin.

"Take a seat, Mr. Lincoln." I gestured toward the chair in front of my table.

We were discussing something very important when my phone rang. I ignored it, but it has been ringing continuously. I took my phone angrily and was going to bash that person, but I stopped after listening to the voice.

It was Caleb, my best buddy. He was a little older than me, but we have been friends since I remember. I gestured for Lincoln to go out, and he nodded while walking out, closing the door behind him.

Caleb: hello. Are you busy?

Lorenzo: A nice way to greet your friend. Huh! I exclaimed sarcastically.

Caleb: Oh, come on. At least I called…

Lorenzo: So, what do you want?

Caleb: Come here for dinner. He said it was more like order.

Lorenzo: Are you ordering me? I asked.

Caleb: What if I am? He asked with an amused tone.

Lorenzo: then don't fucking expect me there. I threatened him very well and knew now he would ask politely.

Caleb: Oh, then it's fine if you don't want to come. I wanted you to meet my family; it's been so long.

Lorenzo: Some other time. Then good luck. I would hang up when he shouted from the other side, making me smirk at my plan.

Caleb: you fucker, you need to be here for dinner; I don't want any excuses.

Lorenzo: So?

Caleb: Come on, dude.

Lorenzo: I will be there.

Caleb: You will never take anyone's order ever, right? He asked in a serious tone.

Lorenzo: You knew me so well. Of course, I won't.

After talking for some time, I hung up and then completed the remaining work. After that, I attended a meeting and headed off to my mansion.

Well, fuck, I am hell-tired, but I can't ignore Caleb's invitation. I put on a black shirt with black pants, and after some cologne, I am now heading outside my mansion.

I was about to order my driver but shook my head and took my car keys. I roared the engine and rushed on the road towards his house.

Not long enough, I arrived and removed my shades. Caleb's house was not a mansion like mine, but a decent one. He was not a rich man like me, but they were doing fine with what they had.

I rang the bell, and there stood my best buddy with a smile on his fucking slightly wrinkled face. He just pulled me into a hug…

Lorenzo: Ohh, man, you missed me so much, huh? I smirked at him.

Caleb just slapped my back: of course, fucker.

"Language, Caleb," came a soft voice from the back.

That was his wife, Emma. She is the sweetest person I have ever met. She is soft-spoken and a shy woman.

"Hello, Lorenzo," Emma greeted me.

"Hello, Emma. How are you doing?" I asked, trying to be polite.

"I am good. I hope you don't mind me calling you by your name?" She asked uncertainly.

"Oh, no problem. I am still young and handsome," I winked, and she blushed like a teenager. Caleb laughed, pulled her closer to his body, and kissed her head.

We moved towards the living room and chatted when soft footsteps neared the living area. When I looked up, I came face to face with an angel dressed in a pink floral and looking at me with wide eyes.

Caleb introduces us, and I shake her hand with a kiss on her knuckles. She shivered, and I smirked at the effect on her. She is so soft. Her skin feels so good against my rough one.

After talking for some time, Emma asked for dinner, and we sat with Angel beside me. I talked to Caleb about my new project when soft skin rubbed against my clothed thigh. I found it, Angel, and she was frozen; taking that a chance, I rubbed it again while faking being busy with her father.

I love the effect I have on Angel. Now it was time for me to leave for my mansion, and lucky me, Caleb asked Angel to drop me off. She was looking down while walking beside me. I stopped and turned towards her; she instantly looked up with innocent gray eyes at me.

I took her hand and placed a soft kiss on it. "See you soon, sweetheart." With a wink, I left her home and sat inside my car. When I looked at her door, she was still frozen.

I laughed at her innocent and frozen state and left my angel with her curious little brain.