Page 20 of Giovanni DeLuca


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“There are rules that you need to follow,” He says, and I nod.

I’m not surprised that he has rules for his sex life. Giovanni may have been seen as a reckless fighter, but he’s a very disciplined man. When it comes to working for him, there are so many rules, both spoken and unspoken, so a few more thrown in the mix won’t be a problem.

“Okay.”

“First things first, you are my executive assistant before anything else. I will fire you if you can’t keep work and what we do after work separately. Is that understood?”

I nod in agreement.

“No. You use your words. Do you understand that I will fire you if you can’t do yourjob?”

“Yes, sir.” Giovanni narrows his eyes but nods.

“When I call, no matter what you’re doing or who you’re with… you come.”

“Yes, sir.” I do that anyway, so that’s not a new rule. I damn near work twenty-four hours a day dealing with all the things that come with being the first assistant.

“There won’t be any backtalk. When I tell you to do something, you do it. I like control, and I will have it over your body.”

I gulp and nod, but when Giovanni takes a menacing step, I find my voice, “Y-yes, sir.”

“When we’re alone, you call me sir. Never call me sir in front of others, or I will punish you.” He licks those thick pink lips, and I swear I’m ready to call him anything he wants me to.

“I’ll see you for lunch in my office. Make sure to take your panties off and bring them to me. I know just what I’ll be eating for my afternoon meal.”

Giovanni exits the conference room, his face serene, looking like he doesn’t have a care in the world like he didn’t just change our entire dynamic. Like he just didn’t ask for my panties and told me he’s going to eat me for lunch.

***

I’ve had nervous energy for the last two hours. I don’t know what Giovanni has in store for me, but I cannot wait! I can’t pretend I don’t see how satisfied the women who leave his office are after the windows frost over and the door is locked.

I can’t pretend that even though Carly is a bitch that I wasn’t jealous of what she was getting from Giovanni. I can’t pretend her gloating and the slightly crooked walk didn’t make me more curious.

Speaking of being curious, I haven’t heard or seen Carly since the party. As long as her ass stays where she is, I’ll be good. Because I’m an only child, so sharing is not in my wheelhouse. Maybe something happened between her and Giovanni, and that’s why he finally gave in and admitted his attraction. Whatever the reason, I can’t say that I’m mad about it.

I go to the restroom, remove my panties, and slip them into my pocket. I wash my hands and look at myself in the mirror. This is the moment where everything changes, and I hope that I didn’t bite off more than I can chew.

I’m walking back to my office when I see the lunch delivery placed on Daniel’s desk.Butterflies start to flutter in my stomach, and I place my hand over it to calm myself down.He’s just a man, Egypt. A sexy as sin man, but still a man.

“Hey, Daniel. Just a reminder, we have the conference call, so it will be a working lunch. Hold all calls, and no visitors.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Daniel salutes me, and we both start to laugh.

I love working with Daniel. His fun personality and can-do attitude are exactly what I needed when he first started. It also helps that he’s related to Giovanni as well, so I don’t have to hide anything from him.

It’s crazy that everyone who works closely with Giovanni is related to him somehow, well, everyone but me. It makes me realize how lucky I was to get the position when I did.

I stroll into Giovanni’s office and close the door behind me. He looks up from his phone call and immediately hits the privacy button, and the windows frost over. Giovanni uses them all the time because he’s a private man, and I would only assume what was happening when a woman was in here. But now I’m about to find out exactly what goes down behind the frosted glass.

Giovanni doesn’t speak when he disconnects his call, so neither do I. I start emptying the bag of food onto the table to keep myself from fidgeting with anticipation. I feel like a virgin with her first boyfriend. But I’m far from a virgin, and Giovanni is far from a boy.

Once I finish placing the food on the table, I sit down and wait. Normally, I would be chattering about the meeting and what needs to be done, or Giovanni and I would be arguing about me being bossy. But this isn’t the norm.

“Where’s my lunch?” I look at him confused because I just set out all this food, and I know he sees it. “On the table. Ms. King.” Giovanni points with a nod.

I get up and move to the end of the table and sit. I’m doing my best to stay calm, but my fantasies are coming true in real time.Who the fuck could be calm at a time like this!

Giovanni comes around his desk and pulls one of the chairs up to the table, and sits down. He slowly unbuttons the top buttons of his shirt and rolls his sleeves up. He looks like he’s about to enjoy a feast, and I am here for it.

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