🔞🌹THE BILLIONAIRE’S STRIPPER🌹🔞
🔞🥀♥️CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR♥️🥀🔞
The lady walked up to them with a smile on her face. Her hair in loose curls and her eyes fluttering. She didn’t look so good, she looked…average.
Sophia said nothing looking down at her feet like a normal secretary.
“Good morning Mr Quinn, we are glad to see you here today, afterall you didn’t alert us about your arrival” her voice was calm, nice and matured without a mistake of tone.
Sophia who was analyzing this narrowed her eyes but still kept her head bowed when she noticed the lady stretched her manicured hands forward.
“I am Madeline your personal assistant”
Oh hell no.
Sophia didn’t move from the spot and looked so casual but Alaric felt like moving behind his wife to show he was married even if it’s just an harmless handshake.
Instead he nodded showing he acknowledged her before walking past her to his office with Sophia. Sophia’s mood stablized and she walked to seat on the guest chair.
Her look seemed to daze the man who moved to examine the paper works of the company to make sure they weren’t tampered with.
“What happens to the girls of yesterday” Sophia who was starting to get hungry looked around the office for something to snack on. She found a grape on Alarics table and she couldn’t help but frown knowing it already had millions of bacteria saying hi.
“Lucas came late last night to put them away”
“Oh, what about the boss of this company?” Sophia realised she didn’t meet anyone in the office and she saw the man look up at her before going back to his files.
“He should be coming in soon, in the next five seconds”
“Hm, so confident”
Alaric didn’t reply and just then the door was pushed open with a fat, panting and greesy looking man running in.
“You seem to have a very bad manner of entering someone’s office unannounced” Alarics voice was cold when he looked at the man who tried to take pictures of his wife. Turning to Sophia he motioned for the door. “Please excuse us”
The man who was shaking and sweating in fear didn’t notice the polite tone the man used for the sitting woman whom he didn’t even glance at.
Sophia left without looking back knowing it was time for the business man to go Godzilla mode.
Immediately the door shut, the cold seemed to wrap a blanket around the room and the man who was already sweating sweat more even though he could feel goosebumps due to the cold.
His beer belly hindered him from bowing properly and his face looked so red like he was about to cry from frustration.
“Who gave you the boldness to cross my path?”
“I don’t understand what you mean sir”
“One lie equals a missing finger ” Alaric didn’t go to beat around the bush and saw a fruit knife in the germ filled grape.
Pulling out an handkerchief he picked up the fruit knife and stood up elegantly.
His long strong legs fitting perfectly in the suit pant and with his perfect tiny waist and broad chest he looked like a walking perfection made to derive anyone who met him from their destination, his perfect look seemed like God sat to take his time to carve the devil himself.
The man was scared for his fingers but he actually didn’t know who sent him. He felt like bursting into tears, yes someone did tell him doing it won’t harm him as he was just out to take a picture but he didn’t expect even taking a picture was an offense.
“I just wanted her picture, I didn’t know you didn’t want her pictures to be exposed”
“That is not the question I asked” Alaric walked towards the man like a devil in sleek suit. The knife caused a glint to pass through his face and the fat man dropped to the floor on his knees begging. “Who sent you”
“I did it on my own accord” the man thought if he kept saying it this way Alaric would think he is saying the truth and let him go but the devil himself crouched down yet looked taller than the fat man kneeling.
“Wrong answer” a cold light flickered through Alarics eyes very quickly. He grabbed the mans hand with a swift movement and placed it on the beautiful floor, with a swipe three fingers came off and a deafening scream erruoted from his parted lips.
His screams were so intense, it became silent. Not because he stopped but because of the unbearable pain. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and his body convulsed in pain before he passed out.
Alaric stood up like a king wiping off his fingers before throwing the knife ad the handkerchief at the man who was passed out.
He went back to seat casually like there wasn’t a passed out man in front of him. After texting Lucas he continued to check the files.
Sophia who sat outside playing games on the computer looked at Lucas who was coming over with a package in his hand, her eyes lit up when the assistant dropped the package on her table before going into the room with some guards.
The fat man she saw earlier was carried out with three fingers missing from his right hand. She looked at him briefly before looking away like she saw nothing, her face emotionless just like the man in the room.
Instead she picked up the wrapper and opened it seeing a croissant two cup cakes and a bottled orange drink she was sure contained freshly squeezed oranges.
Munching happily she saw Madeline coming her way and couldn’t help but frown but she didn’t stop chewing happily on the cupcake.
She ate elegantly subconsciously and looked even more beautiful with the cupcakes in her hand. Madeline felt anger in her heart at the lady who looked jobless even though she was right beside the bosses office.
“Pack up that food, this isn’t your house, you only eat during lunch break”
Sophia didn’t answer, she ate the second cupcake saving her croissant for the last happily but she didn’t expect madeline to pick up the croissant and dump it directly in the trash can.
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Hehehe, I still am proudly dululu 💃
