Hot Dad Next Door (Temptation Next Door) - Page 84

As soon as she ended the call I slammed the phone down and growled in disgust and disappointment. That was the eighth person I called today and it was the eighth person who declined from giving Natasha Benning the loan she needed for her business.

The meeting I held was also a disaster. I was thinking about how poorly it went when Felicia buzzed me and notified me that Natasha was in the waiting area. I looked up at the wall clock and realized it was already a little past four o’clock in the afternoon.

I hit the buzzer and told Felicia to let her in. As I waited, I opened my desk drawer and pulled out a contract I had made earlier. If all else failed, this would be my final trump card. To be completely honest, I was hoping I’d get to use this contract.

When she walked in, I couldn’t help but feel my cock get hard. She was wearing a very light, cropped white tank top that fully revealed her navel and her cleavage. Not only that, but her shorts were so tight and cropped as well that they could have been denim panties. The best thing was how they showcased her beautiful legs. She was a petite little girl but her legs were so smooth and delicious to look at.

It was such a struggle to not grab my junk and masturbate right then and there.

I cleared my throat and gestured for her to sit on the other side of my desk. As she did I shook her hand and said, “Well, good afternoon, Ms. Benning.”

“Good day, Mr. Phoenix,” she greeted and I shuddered to hear her ever-so-seductive voice. “How did the meeting go?”

I felt a heavy metal ball sink in my chest as I was forced to explain, “It was a disaster. No one came. Not a single soul was interested and I was all alone in that conference room. When I called them back and asked why they didn’t come, they all said they like your proposal but didn’t feel confident to lend money to you.”

Natasha’s glowing smile and energetic mood instantly died. I saw her slump back on the chair and even in that quick moment I could see the welling of tears in her eyes. She then asked, “But why? I thought you were the best banker in the country?”

I nodded and tried to reason out with her, “I am but even then it’s hard to get people who would give out a loan on a risky business.”

“Are there really no other options?” she asked.

I could see the desperation in her eyes and that’s what ignited the fire of lust in me. I knew I had her right in the palm of my hands now. She was so desperate to get this business thing to work that I knew I could push her to do anything I wanted if I presented them in the right light.

My fingers traced over the contract I had in hand.

Perhaps this was the right time to put it out. I was tempted to show it to her the first time we met but it would have been too soon. Maybe now, with her at this low point, I could persuade her to consider it.

“What if I tell you I can get you a loan and make this tattoo business and mobile app thing a reality?” I asked her.

“What if I tell you I can secure you the money and guarantee you’ll start seeing a profit in less than three months?”

Natasha then looked up and for the first time she dared to stare straight at me in the eye. Where once there was shyness wading in the shadows there was now determination burning. Her timid presentation shifted with her stare and for the first time I saw her as a roaring lion ready to pounce on her prey.

“I would do anything just to get the money and make this business work. Do you really think you can get me the money, sir?” she asked.

Goose bumps crawled up my skin when I heard her call me “sir.” It made me giddy inside knowing how it sounds now. If she agrees to sign this contract, the first thing I’ll train her to do is to call me “sir” every time she spoke to me.

I nodded at her and then said, “I most definitely can get it done. However, there is a price to pay and I don’t mean money.”

“What…what do you mean?” she asked me with a quivering tone.

I looked at her straight in the eye, “I want to own you.”

7

Natasha

My body began to tremble although I wasn’t sure if it was due to fear or nervousness. I couldn’t handle his strong stare any longer and quickly looked down, keeping my gaze on my shoes. The fact that he was hot as fuck didn’t help one bit.

“What do you mean?” I asked Marcus.

“You heard me,” he then answered. His voice was sterner, more commanding than earlier. “I want to own you. Be my slave and do as I please and I will get you the money you need.”

I swallowed hard and tried to assess what

he meant. I’ve never in my life been faced with this kind of sexual confrontation before.

“What? I… I don’t even know how to be a slave, sir,” I tried to reason out. I’ve never had a boyfriend before, let alone have sex and do anything as wild as he was proposing.

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