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Chapter 2 - Chloe or Samantha

CHAPTER 2 - CHLOE OR SAMANTHA

Simon's p.o.v

"Mom, if you know me so well, you would know that Samantha is not my type of girl." I tell my mom whose domineering aura is suppressed by that annoying spirit inside her.

Why must she be so perseverant?

"Look woman, I already helped your company reach no. 1 on the international map and we are currently the only marketing agency with two branches around the globe."

"I'm proud of you, my son. I'm proud of how far you've brought the company and you're definitely my sole heir to it, but..."

"But what mom? I really can't deal. I've fulfilled my end of the bargain, so please and please, let me fuck as much women as I want. I have a number count to meet."

"Simon, I didn't raise you up to be like this, where does your loyalty lie?" she asks with an elegant poise and I'm surprised by how calm she is when I feel like tearing my hair out from my scalp.

"I might have not grown up to meet my father," I say and I notice her obvious flinch. she doesn't hide much from me nowadays, including the fact that she is fucking the gateman and one of the house maids.

"but I know the type of person that he was, I'm just being my father's son, why deny it?" I ask, this time with a smirk. I always escape this Samantha talks whenever I bring him up and I realize it's working as she pauses, her hand frozen mid air with a mug of steaming hot coffee.

"so, I'll do what I want, how I want, the way I want to and whenever I want to." I tell her as I slam the files in my hands on her desk.

"Here is our latest collaboration with Singapore. You should start letting other people in too, I'm getting old." I tell her and she chuckles. The tense air has evaporated and she's back to teasing me.

"And that's why you should get married. in fact I have the right person for you." she says and looks down to her tablet. After a few swipes, she picks it up.

"Here," she says, but I avert my gaze to the door of her office just in time for Selena to come in.

Selena was one of those girls who played the game of tag with me, pretending to not like me while she would go back to her office to touch herself. However, there was nothing special about them, nothing at all because I'm the end I fucked her till she begged me for mercy.

Against the wall in her bedroom and on her kitchen slabs. She was one of the tidy ones too.

The mommy girls, the ones with home trainings who only knew how to act appropriately and believed that there was a punishment for every wrong act.

All in all, I fucked her fifteen,...

No, we had a breakup fuck right here at my mom's office right before her wedding day, so that made it sixteen.

Her good conscience and her denial of the past because of the punishment attached to doing bad must have gotten deep in her because unlike two months ago when she was someone's fiancee and not his wife yet, she would always greet my with a flashy smile, however, she has a straight face and does absolutely everything to avoid my gaze.

I guess it's the married woman's vibes coming off her.

I don't care anyway.

"Simon, what are you looking at, she is my secretary and you dare not think of her that way." My mom says with so much elegance and sternness that someone ten years younger than her fifty years old self, she gives Selena a nod before excusing her and calls my name so that my attention is not on Selena's big booty.

"Here," she says, literally shoving the tablet in my face.

"woah woah,calm down mom what's in it?" I ask her as I collect the image from her only to be stunned by the dazzling beauty blessed with a body from heaven.

She looks reserved, but nah. There is no way she would be reserved with a Full C sized breast.

The photo seems to have been taken in a studio as well, telling me that this is one of those nice girls who are the daughters of people she can vouch for.

"That's Chloe, she is the first daughter and sole heir of Amagi company we just collaborated with, you remember them right?" She asks and a smirk subconsciously finds its way to my face.

"Of course, I know them well. I especially remember their sales representative, Yor, who was a shy but confident person. Might I add that she also knew what she wanted.

She made sure to give me a blow job on the first day that we met and she ended the dealership with rounds of reverse cowgirl.

"But this Chloe doesn't seem Japanese though." I tell my mom with a quizzical look on my face.

"Yes, that's because her dad adopted her just when she was seventeen. However, he has treated her like his own child since then and she is still entitled to his wealth."

I find her attractive and all and I wouldn't mind fucking her with toys and plugs, but why is mum showing me her picture.

"Mom, I could do a background check on her If I wanted to know all this, tell me why you're sharing all of this information first." I tell her, it's my time to maintain a straight face.

"You don't have to look like the devil's son, I just want you to go on a date with her, that's all."

"What?.. Date?" I stutter as I ask her.

Even with Samantha, who she insists is my marriage partner, my mother never went as far as to force me to go on a date, which makes me very suspicious.

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