SEBASTIAN’S POV
I watched Roland as he cleared his throat, while I kept calm on the surface, but deep down, frustration and impatience simmered, testing my self-control.
To be honest, I really didn’t understand what was going on with me, perplexity and confusion swirling.
I mean, I had never really cared about any lady before, but I couldn’t grasp why I felt so drawn to this particular lady, intrigue and curiosity piqued.
And that’s more reason I’m curious to know what she had that attached me to her so much, determination and resolve growing.
I took a deep breath, seeking clarity.
“Boss, the truth is, she was nowhere to be found,” Roland said.
My eyes widened in disbelief, shock and incredulity hitting me.
I was finding it hard to digest what he had just said, skepticism and doubt creeping in.
“What do you mean she is nowhere to be found?” I inquired.
I tried to understand what he had meant by that, urgency and concern etched.
“Boss, we arrived at her house, just like you instructed, but she wasn’t there, and we had to sit back for a while, waiting, hoping that she had gone out and would return soon, but there was still no sign of her anywhere,” Roland explained.
He paused to catch his breath before continuing.
“We had to ask around the neighborhood and were told she had left for a few days now,” he said.
“What!” I exclaimed.
Shock, dismay, and disappointment flooded me.
“Yes, boss, she had run away,” Roland added.
My frown deepened, confusion and frustration boiling over.
Why would she do something like that? I thought we had a connection, a future.
Now that’s not possible, despair and disappointment settling in.
Why on earth would she consider running away? This question popped into my head, and my frown deepened, frustration and confusion etched.
I felt betrayed, my mind racing with questions, anger simmering.
“So, boss, what do you think we should do now at this moment?” Roland asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.
I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself, and faced him.
“Get some men and search the city, ensure she isn’t in the City,” I told him.
Roland sighed immediately, concern and hesitation evident.
“Okay, boss, I will get to work right away,” he said.
He quickly stood up and started making his way out of my room.
As soon as he left, my emotions boiled over.
“How dare she run away from me?” I barked, outrage and indignation flooding.
My anger was rising with every passing moment, fury and resentment building.
Right now, I felt like just ending her life, since she had the guts to double-cross me and get away without thinking twice.
Rage and vengeance coursed.
But I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself.
I wouldn’t let my emotions consume me.
I moved closer to my nightstand drawer and quickly slid it open.
I grabbed a cigarette from the box and returned the box to the drawer.
I placed the cigarette in my mouth, lit it up.
The nicotine rush helped calm my nerves.
“You better be out of this City, Sasha, because I just might not be too merciful towards you,” I spoke into the air.
My voice was laced with warning, threat, and malice.
I took out the cigarette, breathing out smoke.
My eyes narrowed, plotting and scheming.
After a while, I took up my cellphone and placed a call to one of my guards, still feeling frustrated and restless.
“Come in here right away,” I spoke into the phone, once he answered the call, my tone firm and commanding.
“Okay, boss, I will be there soon,” he responded.
I quickly disengaged the call and breathed out another smoke.
I moved closer to the headrest in my bed, trying to relax myself, seeking calmness.
After a while, Greg walked into the room.
“Boss, you sent for me,” he said, bowing before me, respect and obedience evident.
“Yes, I did. Come over here,” I said, my voice still laced with irritation.
Greg quickly walked close to where I was seated.
“I want you to go out there right now and get me a girl,” I told him.
Greg nodded immediately, understanding and compliance in his eyes.
“Do you have any requirements?” he asked, making me frown, annoyance and impatience flashing.
“It seems you want to get on my nerves tonight, right?” I asked, my voice cold and menacing.
Greg sensed my anger and quickly apologized.
“No, boss, I won’t dare. I’m sorry. I will get what you requested.”
He quickly started running off, eager to appease me.
After what felt like eternity, he finally returned with what I had requested.
“Hey, handsome,” the lady moved closer to me, acting seductively.
She wrapped her hand around my neck, her touch sending shivers down my spine.
I felt a spark of desire, my frustration momentarily forgotten.
“Greg, what the hell are you still doing here?” I barked, realizing he was still standing there in my bedroom.
Embarrassment and irritation flared.
“I’m sorry, sir,” Greg apologized.
“Just get out,” I barked.
Greg quickly bowed and started walking out of the bedroom.
Leaving me and the girl alone.
She soon started to caress my body, slowly and seductively.
I closed my eyes, letting her gentle touch soothe me.
Somehow, I liked it, and wanted her to continue.
My tension eased, replaced by relaxation and pleasure.
She stopped, and started taking off her clothes, leaving her in just her panties and bra, as she continued dancing seductively, her confidence and sensuality filling the room.
I breathed out the smoke once more, my eyes fixed on her, desire and lust sparking.
I quickly threw the cigarettes outside, my attention fully on her.
“Do you like what you see?” she asked in a seductive tone, biting her lower lip, teasing me.
But I didn’t bother to respond, my silence masking my growing arousal.
“Come on, say something, bad boy,” she tapped my chest softly, playfulness and flirtation in her eyes.
That made me sigh, my impatience and frustration momentarily surfacing.
I stood up from where I was seated, and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her to the bed, my urgency and desire taking over.
I ripped off her panties, and positioned her in a doggie, my dominance and control asserted.
As I quickly pulled down my pants, my hard cock sprang free, my excitement and anticipation palpable.
I didn’t hesitate to thrust my cock into her pussy, already wet and inviting.
She screamed, uncomfortable and shocked, but I continued, driven by my passion.
Her screams increased, but I didn’t care, my focus solely on my pleasure.
“I’m going to cum,” she screamed, but I ignored her, lost in my own desire.
But somehow, my mind wandered to Sasha, and I imagined her as the one I was riding so hard.
That thought fueled my intensity, my pace quickening.
I wanted nothing more than to get crazy with her, my fantasy consuming me.
Just then, my cellphone interrupted the moment, ringing loudly.
Irritation and annoyance flashed, but I knew I had to answer.