Besotted novel Chapter 5

I belief upon myself and I know I can do it and I will do it.

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Caleb Pov

One more hectic day to be added in my busy life. I sighed playing with the pen in my hand. I've been continuously signing papers from the last two fucking hours and might I say it's really boring as well as tiresome.

I left the pen on my desk and got up from my seat and walked towards the glass window. My phone beeped and I took it out of my pant pocket to find a text notification from my Mom.

It read "Dear I will be coming to New York soon and I hope to meet your Princess as soon as possible. Love you"

"Oh Shit!" I muttered slapping my forehead with the back of my hand.

Mom has been continuously nagging me to go on dates. According to her, she wants me to see me happy and I needed to be taken care and who will do that? My wife. Well what she doesn't seem to understand is that I don't do petty relationship and I'm sure as hell not going to be sucked into the hell hole of marriage. You see, I'm a one night stand guy. Women know what they are getting into when they warm my bed. There is no strings attached and I can live my life. Nothing less nothing more. Marriage and love is fucking fake and I sure as hell don't believe In that wretched thing. I know I can get any girl I want and all I need them for is to sedate my manly need that is all. Everyone knows me as the CEO of the biggest company but also as an womanizer and to be truthful I like my reputation.

Somehow, I've managed to save myself from my mom's blind dates by saying that I am in love with someone else. Pssssh! As if! But it was the only way I could get her off my back. At first she was freaked out knowing that I had someone in my life but now she became restless to meet the girl. It's been a year since I told her and now I am in deep shit.

I moved to my desk and leaning against it, I massaged my temples, slowly drawing circles on it. I have started to get a headache from all this ridiculous stuff and on top of that my suppose to be Secretary isn't here yet. It was suppose to be her first day and already she is late. All this tension is getting to me. I think I need a good fuck!

I hated people who were not punctual. It annoyed the fuck out of me. Why the hell do I have to waste my fucking time waiting for someone who is way beneath me. I made a mental note to teach her a lesson for being late and that person is not going to like it. The door of my office room banged open and in came Mia Ballack sister of my most important client Victor Ballack.

I met her in a business meeting last month with her brother and since that day she had been following me everywhere I went like a stalker. It was hilarious actually, she gave me a beautiful view of her ass and boobs but soon after she got annoying as fuck.

"Caleb baby" she said seductively walking towards me clicking her heels on the floor. She wore a red dress which reached her mid thigh showing off her white and tender skin of her long legs.

"Mia" I replied uninterested, however my friend jolted awake.

She reached me and threw her hands on my shoulder pouting her lips which was painted a deep red.

"You were not receiving my calls" she cried and touched my lips with her fingers.

"Yeah I was busy" I said unwrapping her arms from me.

"Oh Don't be like that" she whined touching my biceps.

"Mia just please go away I'm busy right now and I am not in a position to have a conversation. Just leave" I replied as generously I could, my head already starting to throb.

"Aw poor baby! Are you having a headache?" She cooed trying to touch my forehead.

"Mia!" and before I could say anything else her lips were already on mine, sucking and teasing.

I tried to push her but she stopped me by wrapping her legs around my hips. I eventually gave up and soon I found myself taking her towards my adjoined room where I had a couch and sofas so that I could rest if I managed to tire myself by over working.

She began to grind her core against me arousing me. I couldn't take it any longer. I needed release and so I was going to have to take her on the couch to relief myself from burdens. She ran her fingers through my hair and began to unbutton my shirt. I was just about to rip her dress from her body and bury myself deep in her when I was rudely interrupted by a soft feminine gasp.