Faith
It's been a month since I've started working at C&S and man was I happy! My bosses were the amazing bosses I could ever ask for. I've settled in my daily office routine. Get to work at 06:45am, prepare Angry Bird's coffee and place it on his table 5 minutes before they arrive, along with the neccessary files. At lunch, I'd call for the canteen to bring the food up the office or sometimes they'd leave and eat outside. My job by far was the most exciting and challenging due to the crisis. Although hectic, things seemed to be falling back in place. Our stock was picking up, investors were no longer withdrawing, we even had new ones. Things were far way better than they were when I arrived.
And my two bosses, they were just so wonderful. Did I mention that they took me shopping the day after the Alexandre scandal?
Oh yeah they did! And guess what? It was Mr Angry Bird's idea. They bought me designer skirts of which I tried to decline but gave upJaredIt's been a month since Faith arrived and we've fought tooth and nail to save the company. The three of us made a perfect team and I couldn't have asked for more. A very poised and strong EA, and a hard-working husband/co-boss. The two of them came up with the brilliant ideas which were surprisingly good. And Faith! Oh dear sweet Faith! That woman was a weapon when it came to deals. When we came to everything. We no longer bothered by trying to attract investors and clients. All we did was send a proposal and set a meeting, then let Faith to do the talking.Her charms were irresistible to every target and boy did we rise! Our company was on it's way back and the future was promising. Much more better than the past few years. We were striving. Harder than before.I glanced at my watch which signaled that it was after 3pm. I pushed my distracting thoughts at the back of my mind and began shuffling the documents scattered on my desk. The buzz on my desk had me
Hardin"What the fuck is wrong with you Hardin?" Jared's yell echoed behind me up the stairs of our house."Nothing!" Was all I replied as I hurriedly walked down the hallway towards the office."Don't you dare say nothing when you've been sulking the whole fucking week, you refuse to talk to me and continue to grunt and curse as if you are a dog in heat! Can you just fucking tell what the hell happened?" He yanked my arm, bringing me to an utter stop."Everything is wrong Jared. Every-fucking-thing is wrong. I know you are into Faith and I know fucking well you are going to be leaving me because of her. I know that..." my words were interrupted by his laugh."Are you fucking crazy? Where do you get that shit from? And who the fuck said I was leaving you for Faith?" He questioned staring right in my eyes. He was a bit shorter than me but he was intimidating when in this way."I see the signs Jared. I am not blind." I replied avoiding his eye c
FaithHow come I never realized this damage? It was huge. More than we comprehended. No numbers added up. The salaries, the money for material, the workshops. Nothing added up. The amount of salary paid was bigger than the number of workers. The material bought was of low quality, it didn't match the amount of money used. Everything in France was a mess and whoever did it, was a genius. I tried tracing all the money that went out, but hit the brick everytime.There was even a million pound donated to charity. The unexisting charity! It was a mess!"How's it looking up Faith?" Mr Scott asked."Not good! The damage is much more than what we thought. The amount of money which was unrecorded is approximately 2.5 million pounds. And the customers are complaining about the quality of the clothes they've bought. It's really bad!" I replied furrowing my brows while concentrating on the laptop infront of me."What the fuck? 2.5 million? You shit
Jared"Let me wake Faith up. We'll be landing soon." I stated shrugging out of Hardin's hold. My senses were still a bit hyper from the orgasm I just had minutes ago, so every small movement I did made my body tingle."She's not sleeping!" Harding replied holding me back to him."What do you mean?" I asked with furrowed brows."I'm saying she's awake!" He replied tightening his hold on my torso. My eyes looked towards where Faith was sprawled lazily. She looked so calm and rested. I mean she definitely was sleeping and I didn't understand why Hardin said she was awake."Tiger, are you alright? Because I can definitely tell that she's asleep?" I again asked with furrowed brows. He was being weird."Yes loverboy I'm perfectly fine. But let Faith be!" He commanded in a gravely voice. I decided to acquiesce and not question him. Soon enough, the plane began descending. My eyes landed on Faith whose hands were clutching the armrests in a death grip. I lo
HardinI leaned my head against the tiled shower wall and let water splash down my back. My thoughts drifted back to the plane when Faith watched me fuck Jared. The thought of having her as our audience was the hottest thing in the world. The way she stared back at my reflection, even when she found out that I had caught her sneaking a peek, was so hot.My cock throbbed and I knew I was doomed. Royally doomed. I brushed my fingertips along the silver ring around my finger, as a reminder that in this life, I belonged to Jared and him only.With a frustrated groan, I switched off the jets and walked out of the shower glass. I grabbed the neatly folded towel and tied it around my waist. Then grabbed another one to dry my hair. I walked into the bedroom and creamed my body, then put on fresh gray sweats and a tight fitting black t-shirt. As soon as I was done, I walked out of the room into the kitchen and began preparing dinner.Jared was
FaithA rather much frustrated groan left my throat when I punched my alarm off. Not only was I sleep deprived but I was sexually frustrated. Yahp! That's what happens when you share the apartment with your two bosses whom you caught a glimpse of going down at it. Not to mention whom you've been rubbing your lady with the thoughts of their hands roaming your body. Oh and yes, you didn't sleep because of the moans and groans and thuds that went along all night.I willed my body to get out of bed and slowly made my way to the bathroom. I caught a glimpse of my own reflection and nearly laughed. But I was too tired to laugh. I looked like a wreck- like I was hit by a bus. The dark circles that marred my under eyes made me look like a panda. My long hair was very disheveled and stood on ends, my onesie was twisted on a side. I really didn't look and feel my best. Thus why I took my time washing myself. Yes- I didn't bath- I washed myself.After a few minutes of
JaredWe all huddled in the car as our chauffeur drove us back to the apartment and had a glass of wine. A pre-celebration drink. We had just saved one of our major branches from money-starved bitches who have been stealing from us for ages. Not only were they arrested but they were fined pretty badly. The evidence Faith had gathered in less than 24 hours was more than enough to put their sorry asses behind the bars. Faith was everything we needed. And we were not having plans to let her go any time soon.We got out of the car and rode the elevator while I told them that we'd be going to a club that one of my childhood friends own down town. Hardin knew it and he was fine with it. Because man, that club was the shit.We got into our apartment and Faith quickly excused herself to her room. Hardin and I got into the bathroom and had a shower together. The shower was coupled with some few kisses and smooches and then we were done. We put on fresh slacks and dre
HardinI had previously thought we were doomed when we heard her moaning our names while her little tiny fingers were buried deep inside her. But hearing her say it with her mouth that she found us hot was like a streak through a vampire's heart. Well in a good way! I had known she was trouble but I never thought it would be THIS trouble. Faith was too much. Too much for me to handle, too much for us to handle. It has been only 2 months but she had us wrapped around her tiny little finger. We were doomed.I had laughed when she imitated my grunts. "Ggrrr grrrr" I mean who grunts like that? Apparently, I do! According to darling Faith. And when she told us that she was still pure, that she wanted to us to pop her cherry, my throat immediately dried up.God we were soooooo doomed! Driving home from the club didn't take forever like it would on a normal day. That day wasnt normal. At all. Thus I drove like a mad man. What was the rush? I fucking didn't know. I