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“I have to talk to her. After all, it’s her life. I can't force her to do something she doesn't want to.”
“Do it quickly. We have to play this smart, Andrei. No fuck-ups. And as for her not seeing a doctor, don’t worry, I have the perfect person for the job.” I smirk at him. My heart starts racing at the thought of seeing Sophia again. He starts typing on his phone. Sending a text to who I'm assuming is Elena. I drive us home.
“Tell Elena to go to the Perez Medical at five today.” He nods. I expect him to remark how I'm assuming Sophia will be fine with us showing up at the clinic, but he doesn't say anything, and that's how I know how much he has on his mind. “When do we have the meeting with the Antonelli’s?”
“Today at eight pm.”
It’s already three pm, so I don't have much time. If this plan is going to succeed, I need to do things quickly. I park outside the house and tell Andrei to go inside since I’ve a few calls to make.
“Tell her hi for me,” he says before getting out of the car.
I messaged my tech guy yesterday and had him get me her number. I told myself I needed it for business, but that was a lie; I wanted it. I dial her number, and it rings a few times before going to voicemail. Hanging up, I try again and again, but every time it goes straight to her voicemail. My jaw ticks at that. I don't care that she doesn’t know this number. I made it clear to her that when I call, she answers. She's smart enough to know that I would get her number. I know I’m being unreasonable, but that flew out the window when I first saw her. I decide to call the clinic, and she answers right away.
“Hello, Perez Me—”
“What part of when I call, you answer do you not grasp, krasavitsa?”
She mutters something in Spanish, which I'm assuming is her cursing to herself, making me chuckle.
“What do you want now, Maxim?” The way she says my name makes my dick twitch, and I shuffle in my seat.
“I’ll be at the clinic at five pm today, and I expect you to be done with your other patients before I arrive. You’ll need to sign an NDA, is that understood?” I may want to fuck her, but I don’t trust her. This is politics, and I need to play everything right.
She sighs, and I can feel the anger from here. “Do you want me to be kneeling on the floor by the desk waiting for you, Master? I think I may have some red lingerie that I can wear.”
My mouth drops open as my mind flashes images of her kneeling on the floor with her mouth around my cock, my hands pulling her hair, hard. Soft little moans escaping as I plunder her mouth repeatedly.
She continues. “I did not spend years working hard to be where I am today to have you think you own me. You got the wrong woman. I’m not one of your sluts you can snap a finger at and expect me to come running. If you want me to work with you, you will have to learn how to speak with me properly and make things professional.” Breathe in. Breathe out. God, I need to get out of the car. Fast. My pants are compressing my hardened length, and it’s becoming painful.
“Soph—” She cuts me off before I have a chance to fucking explain.
“I also recall you saying I would be coming to you. I don't want the clinic to be involved in any mess you and your brother get involved in.”
I'm too stunned to say anything; all I can do is breathe hard. I can't get that image out of my mind. If I had any doubts about her earlier, she’s essentially proved me wrong. She just signed her soul to the lion, and I will collect it. She has no idea what is coming for her. After a few minutes of awkward silence, she speaks.
“Fine, Maxim. You win this round. I'll be waiting for you. Don’t think you will get away with this. We’ll be having this face-to-face discussion where you can't ignore me and do not be late. I have plans tonight,” she ends the call.
Did she fucking hang up on me? I stare at the phone and scowl. Plans? With who? It better not be a fucking guy. If it is, that fucker will be taking his last breath. If she thinks she can make plans with others, she’s gravely mistaken. She is fucking mine.
