Thomas McDonald

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Thomas McDonald

Mondays suck and mine couldn't get any worse. But it was all for the best I guess. My company had been asking for a merge and finally everything was going as planned. My uncle just called me informing me that i have to meet up with Mr. King today morning to sign some contracts and finalize the merge. This was actually good news but I dreaded meeting with this man. Hitting the showers and putting on my Italian hand made suit gave me the confidence to face that son of a gun.  The King towers were only 6 blocks away but with New York's traffic record,a 5 minutes drive took me 30 minutes on the road. Typical  Monday morning if I can say so myself.  Being a billionaire at the age of 27 got me on the Forbes magazine cover so I was recognized all over the world as the top most eligible bachelor in the world so women came to me,I didn't go to them.  There was no use for the security to be alarmed by my arrival. It seems like Mr. King had already informed them of my arrival. This people didn't know what was going to hit them once I was done with the King hotels.

The receptionist told me to take the elevator marked CEO and it would automatically take me to the top floor. All CEOS have a knack of making their offices the top floor and this one seemed to have 20 floors. I wont deny it, Mr. King did make good use of his money to build this tower. I would probably have to use it as my office too. Cant let such infrastructure go to waste,can we? 

Once I was there,it was a one way type of office and the security seemed tight with all the security cameras on view. The secretary greeted me and told me to go right in. Apparently the whole building had been expecting me. For me to have this merge had me playing dirty. The King chain of hotels was coincidentally going bankrupt at the time I suggested a merge. With injection of a few million dollars the company would be back in its feet,if that was ever to happen. 

What met my eyes was quite a shock.  Mr. King and his daughter Lenora were having a standoff and Mr. King was the one receiving daggers and by the looks of it ,if looks could kill i would have been six feet under the moment I entered the office. "Welcome Mr. McDonald.  I was expecting you this morning considering you get news of the merge. " There was an unladylike snort from the other side of the room. Those photos didn't do Miss King any justice.  I finally took the time to look at her well. The suit she wore brought out her hourglass figure and still gave her a business no nonsense look. She looked hot. What caught me were her doe-like eyes and those pouty lips that only had gloss on them. Classy. I could imagine those lips wrapped around my cock and those eyes looking up at me. I felt my cock stir in my pants. Damn. It was going to be a tough marriage because I was planning on devouring this lady till she couldn't get out of bed for days.  When I looked up I found Mr. King with smug look on his face and a look of disgust on his daughter's face. It made me feel bad. I dont know why her disgust made me feel like a lesser person. An undeserving person.  She truly was an ice queen . But I will break her no matter what. It's a talent that I was given and I would make good use of it. This man hurt me and I would hit him where it hurts the most.

 

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