URBAN: Chosen By A Kingpin (42 page)

“Ah, exactly my area of jurisdiction. Welcome aboard, Aaliyah. Glad to have you on the team.” Anthony’s smile made knots emerge in her stomach and her toes curl within her heels.

This man was going to be the death of her. She just hoped that she could keep it professional, even though she wanted him to bend her over his desk and take her hard and fast. She could hope that her fantasies of office sex would come true sometime soon. But a call from Crystal took her out her head.

“I have to go, my friend is calling me,” Aaliyah said. She didn’t want to leave but she didn’t want to seem too thirsty either.

“That’s alright. I’ll see you around the office soon. Have fun.” Anthony winked at her and took off.

Aaliyah watched his cute ass walk away, loving the way those pants hugged his body.

“Girl, quit staring at his ass. I mean if you do, don’t make it that obvious,” a boy said. He was standing beside Crystal with two glasses of champagne in his hands.

“Aaliyah, this is Zach. He was an intern here last year, and then they hired him full-time,” Crystal said, introducing them both.

“Oh wow. That’s amazing. Wait, did you move here from the States, then?” Aaliyah asked, noticing Zach’s lack of a British accent.

“Yep. There wasn’t anything going on for me in my small, boring-ass little town in Minnesota, so I packed my bags and moved here. So far, so good. Where are you from?”

“I go to school in Detroit. So do you know anything about Anthony?”

“Not wasting time are we? I’ll say bring it down a notch. Anthony’s a notorious player and flits around the skirts of a bunch of girls in the office. Well, all except for one.” Zach nodded over towards Snooty Tits and Crystal and Aaliyah both nodded.

“Yep, we figured as much,” Crystal said. “Do you think she’ll ride Aaliyah even more now that she saw them talking together?”

“Oh definitely.”

“What?” Aaliyah almost screamed. She lowered her voice before she brought more attention to herself. “But we were just talking. We haven’t even done nothin’!”

“Yet,” Zach winked. “She’s just a jealous old bitch, don’t pay her no mind. Just focus on doing a damn good job and you’ll be fine. Now drink up honey, you have to start work tomorrow.”

***

Her first few months went by in the blink of an eye. In and out of meetings, getting coffee, following orders, getting mail, anything and everything, you name it she did it. It was overwhelming, and Aaliyah’s corns had corns because of all the walking she had to do. Since this was a fashion magazine, everyone was expected to look their best which meant heels everyday for her. She was getting so good at walking in them that she could even run to catch the train or bus.

She was proud of her work, even though Snooty Tits would ride her ass any chance she got, just like Zach said. But it was still Zach and Crystal who kept her sane. They would take her out for drinks after work, even when she just felt like soaking in a bath and falling asleep. They would go with her to get manicures and pedicures and even helped her find a decent hairstylist. They were truly becoming the only people she felt connected to. They even backed her up that fateful day.

It was during a meeting, when all the board members and workers were stuck on what to do for their next issue. Aaliyah had been busy pouring and handing out coffee when the idea came into her head. She was scared of being ignored, scared of being laughed at or blown off, but Anthony was the one to stand up for her. He accepted her idea and ran with it. And soon enough, her first issue with the company was done. She was a big hit in the office, and everything seemed to be working out in her favor. She even got compliments on all her clothes. A few nights after the wrap up, Anthony, the interns, and a few other coworkers were headed out to celebrate.

Aaliyah had to admit that even sitting in a limo full of her coworkers, she still felt left out. It felt weird and not at all comfortable. She had Zach and Crystal by her side, but they seemed to be more comfortable around the other workers. Not to mention, Anthony was just sitting across the way, looking as sexy as ever in a dark grey suit. His shoes were shining, his cuff links gleaming and just a little bit of stubble was starting to appear on his soft skin. Occasionally his eyes would lock with hers, and she wondered if he knew that she had been staring at him for most of the ride.

She hoped not, downing more champagne as a way to get her mind off of things. Zach, who was sitting by her side, sipping a glass of champagne, became the life of the party, making everyone laugh at his antics and hilarious work stories. They had been stories Aaliyah had heard before, but hearing Zach’s voice comforted her. He would turn to her and whisper something about how Anthony was staring at her smooth legs, or the way her dress hugged her body, but Aaliyah denied it. She was never this shy around men. If anything, she usually intimidated them, but Anthony was different. He seemed to ignite something in her that resembled a docile side.

“You know he likes you!” Zach said, a little bit too loud.

Aaliyah hit his shoulder and commanded him to shut his little ass up. “You are gonna get me in so much trouble, I swear! Shut yo’ damn mouth before someone hears. I don’t need any rumors flying around the office.”

“Oh that’s already happening, hunny. Snooty Tits is all up in arms around you being around her man.”

“Her man? You mean they’re together?” she whispered, making sure that Snooty Tits, who was sitting close by, couldn’t hear.

“Hah! She wishes! I’ve been working here for years and I’ve never seen someone so desperate before. She wants to get in his tight suit pants, but it ain’t happening. Hell even I wish I could get into his pants, but he’s as straight as an arrow!”

“What are you two going on about over there?” Anthony asked over the commotion of other conversations.

Aaliyah sat straight up, feeling like a deer caught in headlights. “Nothing!”

Zach smirked and seemed to save the day by segueing into another one of his crazy stories. Anthony chuckled and tipped his glass towards Aaliyah in an effort to cheer. She returned the salute and tried to calm herself down. She adjusted her mini dress, pulling it down slightly to cover more of her full thighs.

It wasn’t long until the limo pulled up at a local nightclub. Aaliyah couldn’t wait to get out and get down to some music. It was the interns' first celebration for helping to complete their first issue. Everyone was excited and more than a little ready to kick it with their bosses. If the bosses were going to have fun, then the interns were going to as well.

“Do you guys play good music over here?” Aaliyah asked Crystal as everyone piled out of the car.

Crystal giggled and then hiccuped, clearly already feeling a little tipsy from the champagne on the ride over. “Silly, we have the same music you guys do in America! My parents never let me go to clubs before! I can’t wait!” She ran all the way to the entrance and showed her ID and office badge. The bouncer let her in, and the rest of them followed suit.

Aaliyah heard Anthony’s familiar voice in her ear and felt his hand on her lower back. “I can’t wait to see you dance. I always see you groovin’ a bit in the office with your headphones on.”

“Oh! You see that?” Aaliyah was a little embarrassed, but Anthony’s smile put her at ease. She had to admit that she wanted to see what kind of moves he had too. Not to mention, with Zach’s newly revealed information, she was alllll about making Snooty Tits jealous. "Well then, let's get this party started."

The music blared, making her insides vibrate. She couldn't hear anyone talking. Bodies were packed tightly together, wall to wall. It was a busy night, and she couldn't wait to get into the thick of it. Anthony grabbed her hand and lead her upstairs to the VIP area. He didn’t waste any time waiting for the others to arrive and began ordering drinks.

“What’s your favorite kind of drink, huh?” He relaxed back into the plush leather couch and kept his gaze on Aaliyah. She had to learn in closer to hear him.

“I like the regular fruity drinks and taking shots of hard liquor, but I try not to mix them or else I’ll get plastered!” she yelled over the music. She did find it a little strange how comfortable Anthony seemed in mixing business with pleasure. “Shouldn’t, like, we be careful? People at the office will start to spread rumors.”

Anthony laughed. “They already call me a playboy. It’s in my nature. Besides I own half the company. I can pretty much do whatever I want.”

“Wait, you own half the company! I thought you were just in charge of my area!” Aaliyah exclaimed in disbelief. This meant that all this time, even now, she was in the presence of a man that had more money than she could ever imagine having. He could pay for all of her college tuition and loans in a blink of an eye.

But it was also where she wanted to be. She wanted to be in his position where she could just spend money and not have to think about the consequences.

“I started in editorial, and I keep working there until this day. I like my job, minus all the meetings I have to go to.” He smiled at Aaliyah, “You want to dance?”

Hell yes! Her mind seemed to say, but she wasn’t sure if she was tipsy enough to go out onto the dance floor. “I…you really want to dance with me?”

“Of course! You’re a great employee so far. This should be a night for celebration. Let’s go out and have fun!” Anthony got up quickly and pulled Aaliyah with him. A bartender came over with a tray full of shots and the pair grabbed one each, clinked glasses, and downed them before heading down to the dance floor.

Once they found a spot on the dance floor, Anthony took his place behind her. He pressed himself against her and swayed to the music. He ground his hips against her ass, catching the beat a little bit better than Aaliyah expected. She relaxed back against Anthony, holding his hands that were around her waist and sighed. This was a night she was never going to forget.

***

"Are you crazy? That water has got to be freezing!!" Aaliyah slurred. Anthony laughed as he tried to get the lock of his sliding door off. They had long since left the party, leaving everyone to speculate at exactly what was happening that night. She would hear it tomorrow at the office, but Aaliyah wasn’t sure if she even cared anymore.

The chemistry between her and Anthony was just too much to handle. Several times on the dance floor, their bodies melted together, feeling like they were becoming one. He may have been almost ten years older than her, but he still had the fire inside him like a young teenage boy. When their lips finally met, it was like a sensual tongue dance. They way he held her just felt way too real. Her body burned under his touches and eventually, he invited her back to his condo.

"C'mon, let's go skinny dipping!" he shouted.

"I'll freeze my nipples off! And I am NOT getting my hair wet. I already spent so much time on it before we went to the club," Aaliyah cried, stumbling into the tanning chair. She had definitely had one too many shots.

"So? Come get naked with me!" he laughed as he began tossing his clothes off. Aaliyah still didn’t know if she should stop him or not, but the thought of seeing his body naked and wet had been running through her mind ever since he had suggested going back to his place. She watched every piece of cloth tumble off his skin, and then there was a big splash as her boss dove into the pool, his tanned body floating on the surface of the clear water. "I got tired of waiting!" he shouted.

Aaliyah giggled before dropping her heels and squirming out of her dress. She tossed her underwear beside Anthony's discarded clothes then jumped into the ice cold water. Fuck it, she thought. This was the first time she had ever been away from home, practically starting a new life for a year. She was ready to take the plunge and do whatever the hell she wanted. She was an independent woman, baby! Anthony swam to her and pressed his chest against her back.

“You look so damn good.” he whispered, placing small kisses across her chilled skin.

Her entire face was on fire. She could feel the blush creep up her neck and ears. His kisses felt so good. She leaned back against his strong chest and closed her eyes. The chilly London wind brushed against her skin, making her shiver. The wind was much appreciated since the heat between her and Anthony was becoming unbearable. His hands lazily caressed her skin and he kissed her forehead.

“Why don’t we go inside and warm up? The liquor is starting to wear off, and I can’t do anything with my ballocks tucked deep inside me, now can I?” Anthony chuckled as he heaved himself out of the water. Aaliyah’s brown eyes watched the water run in small streams down his toned back and ass. His shook his blonde hair, letting more droplets rain down onto the tiled floor. She couldn’t help but be mesmerized. She squeezed her thighs shut, trying to get it together and ignore the feeling that kept growing between her thighs.

Anthony made his way through the sliding door and towards the bathroom. Once she heard the door to the bathroom close she quickly got out the pool. Anthony tossed a towel at her when he heard the sliding glass doors open and close once again.

“I’ll be out in just a minute,” he said. Aaliyah busied herself with drying her body and trying to keep her mind off of Anthony—which was practically impossible. Once she was dry, she wrapped the towel around herself and sat on the edge of the bed, waiting. It wasn’t long until she saw Anthony's looming figure coming towards her. She licked her lips in anticipation and beckoned him to come closer. His large strides closed the gap between them quickly and before she knew, she was in his arms, being pulled from the bed and standing on her tippy toes to meet his face.

"A-Anthony!" she squeaked, a little caught off-guard.

He pressed her against the nightstand. "You want this don’t you? Tell me if I’m wrong and I’ll stop.”

Aaliyah’s head was swimming with thoughts. She could barely form words, so she just nodded and relaxed against him. “Palms flat on the top, spread your legs wide."

"Or what?" she dared to ask. She just couldn't help but tease him and get a sense of her control back, if only just a little bit. She knew he had all the control , but if he was going to be this rough maybe he would give her more if she misbehaved. She could feel his breath on his neck, his words burying into her ear.