My Best Friend’s Father Wants me novel Chapter 22

Nathan’s POV

I stood at the window and watched Enorsa leave. A nasty smile curled my lips. I was very proud of myself.

I sighed and walked away from the window. The only thing that had been on my mind was the ordeal with Mr. Romeo. I hissed angrily. I had never met anyone as disrespectful as him. I already had a few existing ties with Romeo Industries that I made when Mr. Carlos Romeo, Mr. Elio Romeo’s father, was the CEO. The meeting with his arrogant and horny son was to reestablish those ties.

I scoffed.

If he was the new CEO, then it made perfect sense for me to withdraw all business deals with Romeo Industries. I felt a burning anger in my chest when I remembered the things he said to her. The insolent fool.

“Mr. Wright?”

I turned and saw Catherine standing behind me. I gave her a warm smile and she flushed slightly as she walked up to me.

“You have another meeting in a few minutes. Mr. John came with his officials this time.”

“Ah, yes, Mr. John.”

I was a man of few emotions but it was difficult to not smile when I remembered the cause of his little ‘accident.’

I followed Catherine to the meeting room and Mr. John stood up to greet me warmly. A pleasant response for someone that slipped on cum and hurt his head.

“Good afternoon, Mr. John. How is your head?”

“I feel much better.”

I took my seat and Catherine took over Enora’s job.

Enora…

I couldn’t wait to get home and see her.

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I looked at my watch. It was ten past five. The meeting was still ongoing. Mr. John was a revolutionary businessman with a lot of zeal. I admired his enthusiasm but I really wished the meeting was over.

“I feel that a revaltion of the market is in order and with this method, we could even better predict the volatility of the market…”

I forced myself to listen to him. He made some great points but as good as they were, I wanted to be elsewhere.

Enora…

What was she doing? Was she waiting for me? I licked my lips thinking about her, her smell, the taste of her lips. I chuckled to myself when I imagined what she had bought. I could only imagine. She was a virgin. I assumed she had no experience in something like this.

Mr. John had brought up a conversation on market entry and I ran my hands on the meeting table. What I wouldn’t give to have her bent across the table and taking all of me in: her moans in my ears, watching her fight to keep her voice under control so that no one would hear us.

I clenched my fist imagining her soft hair in my hands, pulling it as I pulled her hair back to hold her in place and accentuate the arch of her perfectly curved body.

Fuck!

I stole a glance at my trouser and saw my cock straining from beneath my trousers. It throbbed so good. God! I wanted her so badly.

“I think we can call this the end of the meeting,” Miss Catherine announced, tugging me from my thoughts. “Any comments, Mr. Wright.”

I had been half-listening.

“You raised some good points and have a lot of ideas, Mr. John. I will review the minutes of the meeting and get back to you in a few days.”

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