He stood from his table and walked towards the window, hoping that the view would calm him down. But no matter how hard he tried, he could feel his blood boiling and his tension increasing.
In this kind of condition, he could not help but think of Cassie. She would know what to do when he was in this mood. He wondered where she was now. His n still could not find her.
"Michael, will you move my two appointnts to later or tomorrow. I need to leave for a couple of hours." He told Michael as he exited his room and moved towards the elevator.
He knew that he could not concentrate unless he had done sothing about his stress level. He could only think of one fastest way to release his tension.
Because, as of now, he wanted to strangle soone. He was starting to put the pieces of evidence together. He was not too keen on the direction it was going.
"Sir, you can't cancel on Mr. Mortey." Michael tried to reason with him not to leave. The man was one of their top investors that should not be ignored.
"Do your job? Think of a good excuse." Nick waved goodbye to him as he entered the elevator and left him to deal with the client.
He had a more important matter to attend to besides entertaining a spoiled rich client who thought the world should revolve around him.
After a few minutes, he was unlocking a door in one of the expensive condominiums in the city. He never bothered knocking since he was paying for the place.
"What are you doing here in the middle of the day?" A woman greeted him, sitting on the balcony, wearing a cute top and skimpy shorts. "Co to think of it. It has been a while since your last visit."
She stood up from his position and sexily moved towards where he stood, in the middle of the living room. As soon as she was within reach, he grabbed her waist, pulling her hard against him.
"You know exactly why I am here." He whispered in her ears as he let his lips graze the side of her neck.
His hands started moving around her back, pulling her even closer until there was barely a space between them. But he had no ti to play with her.
"Do you want sothing to eat?" She teased him, trying to pull away.
She was a bit angry with him for making her feel like she ant nothing. But she was more disappointed with herself for ending up in this position.
Although she could not complain about the money, he provided for her and her family. Still, it would be nice if he would at least show her a bit of respect. That she was not just a paid whore he fucked when he needed his release.
"No." He told her in all seriousness, making her stop her childish notions. He pulled her with him until they both fell on the couch, with her sitting on his lap. "Take off your clothes." He ordered, not wanting to waste his valuable ti.
She stood up and quickly removed the little clothes she wore while he watched her little show. He would have enjoyed playing with his latest toy, but he was on a tight schedule.
He did not care about her feelings. He was paying her enough to deal with that. He only wanted her body and a quick fuck without too much complication.
He had no ti to hook with random girls every ti he needed to get laid. Since Cassie went missing, it had been hard to replace her, but luckily, he accidentally found her. A beautiful desperate woman who needed assistance.
"Then, let take care of you." She said, doing what she was paid to do. Take care of him and his needs.
She would never have agreed to this, but desperate tis made her do things that she thought she would never do. However, this was better than whoring herself on the street or in a club.
At least Nick paid her more than enough to live comfortably and get her mother hospitalized. She did not mind what he did to her body, even if she had to lose her dignity.
Self-righteousness would not put food on the table or pay her mother's piling up hospital bills. But Nick's money would. All she had to do was make sure to make him happy.
"Co here." He commanded, pulling her back on his lap, letting her straddle him.
She would do, for now, he thought as he let her work on his body. But his mind went back to another woman who he wanted to occupy his bed. This ti, he was not thinking about Cassie.
He was obsessing about her, about tasting her delectable body. But the ti for them would co soon enough. He would have her eventually. In the anti, he had to deal with his imdiate problems first.
Daniella Hamilton would be his again. "Dani," Nick moaned her na loudly as he closed his eyes, imagining that it was her, moving underneath him.
He pictured her face as he let his hands roam all over her body. He kept saying her na as he pleasured himself at the expense of the woman writhing in his ministrations.
He did not care for her satisfaction. He only wanted his as he kept pounding on her until he had found his release. He shouted her na again, feeling the gratification of consuming his need.
Then, they lay spent on the couch for a few minutes, both catching their breaths. "Would you like sothing to drink?" She asked him, standing up naked after a few minutes of recovering from their recent tryst.
She still could not understand his fascination with the na. It was part of their condition. That was, once she agreed to their arrangent, she had to change her na to Dani.
The first few tis he ntioned the na and referred to her, she felt weird. But now, she did not care anymore. After a while, she had gotten used to him calling her by the na.
She did not question his fetish or what the na symbolized. She was not being paid to snoop around about his personal life. She also did not plan to, not wanting additional complications in her life.
"No, I still have to go back to the office." He told her as he stood up and put back his clothes in order.
He had no plan of staying long. He had already accomplished what he ca here to do. Now it was ti to deal with his current problems. He had to find his enemy.
He ran his hands on his hair, fixing it with his fingers, and then walked towards the door. "Buy yourself so new clothes. Decent ones." He said, turning around to look at her still naked body.
"What would I do with my clothes?" She asked since she was comfortable wearing them.
"Burn all of them." Nick indicated the clothes that were still lying on the floor.. He believed his Dani would never be seen wearing those kinds of trashy clothes.
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