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Hunter stood confidently at the podium, his presence commanding and assured. I admired his composure under pressure, and I pulled my shoulders back to appear as confident as he did. As his PR consultant, I had prepped him for this, but now it was showtime, and the reality of the situation was setting in.
I tried not to think about his seed drying on my thighs, but it was difficult. My clit pulsed, and I chewed the inside of my cheek. I expected to be more nervous, but the events of last night and this morning had seemingly made my anxiety evaporate. My heart pounded in my chest when he cleared his throat.
It was time to begin.
“Ladies and gentlemen of the press, thank you for being here today. I understand that recent events involving my uncle, Vincent Blackwater, have raised plenty of valid concerns and pressing questions about my company and its operations. I am here to address those concerns directly.
Firstly, let me be unequivocally clear: my company and I have no involvement or connection with my uncle’s criminal activities. I have dedicated my career to building an organization grounded in integrity, innovation, and ethical business practices. The actions of my uncle are his own, and they in no way reflect the values or operations of me or of my company.
We have always prided ourselves on transparency and accountability, and that will not change. We are fully cooperating with law enforcement in their ongoing investigation to ensure that justice is served. Additionally, we are conducting our own internal review to reaffirm our commitment to ethical practices.
I understand that trust is earned, and I am committed to maintaining and strengthening the trust that our clients, partners, and the public have placed in us. We will continue to focus on delivering high-quality, innovative solutions while upholding the highest standards of corporate responsibility.
Thank you. I will now take any questions you may have.”
The room erupted into a flurry of raised hands and loud shouts.
“Mr. Blackwater, how can you assure your clients and shareholders that your company has no ties to your uncle’s criminal activities?” one reporter asked.
Hunter responded with the calm, measured tone we had practiced. “As I mentioned in my statement, I have had no involvement with my uncle’s activities. My focus has always been on ethical business practices and contributing positively to our community.”
Another reporter stepped forward and directed a question right at me.
“Miss Davis, as Blackwater’s PR consultant, how do you plan to manage the company’s image in the wake of these revelations?”
“Thank you for your question,” I began, addressing the room of reporters. “Our strategy in light of recent events is to emphasize Blackwater Technologies’ commitment to ethical business practices and community engagement.
A key example of our values in action is Mr. Blackwater’s ongoing support of a local orphanage, demonstrating his personal and our corporate dedication to social responsibility. We firmly believe that by highlighting these positive initiatives and maintaining transparency, we will reinforce the trust our stakeholders and the public place in our company, distinctly separate from the actions of Vincent Blackwater.”
After addressing the last of the questions, Hunter looked around the room, his gaze steady and confident. “Thank you all for coming and for your questions. We hope we’ve been able to clarify our position and intentions. As always, we are committed to operating with transparency and integrity. We appreciate your time.”
With that, the press conference came to a close. The reporters began to disperse, some lingering to discuss amongst themselves or approach us for follow-up questions.
As the room slowly cleared, I turned to Hunter, feeling a sense of accomplishment. “You handled that really well,” I said, a small smile on my face.
“I couldn’t have done it without you, Morgan,” he replied, his eyes reflecting a mix of gratitude and relief. “Your input was invaluable.”
For the rest of the day, his praise had me feeling high as a kite. At least until he forced me to ride his cock before he fucked me senseless and made me come until I nearly passed out.
CHAPTER 18
Two weeks later
Morgan
I hadn’t stayed at my apartment a single night since Hunter had ‘invited’ me to live with him.
Which meant my kitties, Sherlock and Holmes, had been moved to live in Hunter’s penthouse too.
I’d been awfully proud and fought him every step of the way, which had only earned me a sore bottom and an even sorer bottom hole.
To say he made liberal use of that plug was an understatement.
I argued that it was my home, that I’d worked hard to earn that shitty little apartment, but he wasn’t hearing any of it. He thought it was his job to take care of me, and spoil me, plus it wasn’t safe.
It didn’t help that there had been a sudden string of muggings in the area either.
One night, he’d plugged my bottom, spanked my pussy, and put me to bed wet and needy just like he’d threatened to do several times before. I’d tossed and turned all night, and he’d finally shown me mercy the next morning by punishing my pussy with his cock.
