Seducing The Chairman's Daughter
Poppy is expected to follow in her father's footsteps and take over the business. But a chance meeting with the CEO of a rival company makes her question her own future. Can she betray her father for love? This adults-only short erotic romance contains sexual scenes of exhibitionist sex and impregnation. 12,500 words with an additional extract from Pregnant By The Playboy at the end. More
Poppy is expected to follow in her father's footsteps and take over the business. But a chance meeting with the CEO of a rival company makes her question her own future. Can she betray her father for love? This adults-only short erotic romance contains sexual scenes of exhibitionist sex and impregnation. 12,500 words with an additional extract from Pregnant By The Playboy at the end.
The restaurant just blew me away. It was one of those swanky ones with a decade-long waiting list and waiters that seemed to float through the air. Ali seemed to be on first-name terms with everyone from the door staff to the head wine waiter. Though all the tables were occupied, it didn't feel crowded. The low lighting and carefully placed plants and half-screens gave it a cozy and intimate atmosphere. We settled ourselves at the table and Ali complimented me on my dress.
"It brings out the strange sparkle in your eyes," he told me sincerely, and I felt myself melt.
I studied him. I wanted to return the compliment, but what could I say that wasn't mere doggerel? He was at ease in formal evening wear, and sat with the air of a casual James Bond. If he'd pulled out a gold-plated pistol, I wouldn't have been surprised.
But before I could start to worry and fret, and get tongue-tied, he put me at my ease by chatting about the day's news events, and the popular political opinions that were current. He was so clearly a master at ensuring the conversation matched the participants that soon we were jointly mocking the local Chief of Police's latest bizarre plans.
I ordered a pate for starters, and he chose some fish. "So, how's life in advertising working out for you, Susie?" he asked with a glint in his eyes that I couldn't fathom.
I shrugged. It was a little close to home, but I knew it was best to be as honest as I could be, in spite of the foundation of lies we were standing on.
"It's not really my thing, to be honest," I said.
"What is your thing?"
"I don't know."
He sat back in the chair and regarded me intently. "What were your dreams, then, when you were at school?"
"Not advertising!" I laughed. "Not meetings and offices and those terrible formal skirts and blouses. Oh god, no. I don't know… well, at school I could never decide. One minute an astronaut, the next a nurse, you know?"
Ali grinned. "I know what you mean. For me, this business I run, it's the only way I can satisfy all the different things I want to get out of life. If you pictured yourself living the perfect life, what would that be?"
An image of a house and a garden flew unbidden into my mind. My god, were there children round my ankles? A dog by a fire? I felt my cheeks burn. No way was I going to admit this to one of the most powerful men in industry. No self-respecting woman wanted these things any more.
So rather than betray the sisterhood, I said, "Perhaps running a small business of my own. Maybe… crafts. Jewelry making. Or something."
He raised one eyebrow. "Well, you'd not be alone. Home-based businesses are big right now. Have you any background in that sort of thing? An Etsy shop?"
I shook my head, feeling foolish. Lies bred lies, didn't they? "I should go to college or night school," I said. And as I said it, I realized that I did want to learn a craft.
I smiled, mostly to myself, relaxing. Finally I had something positive to tell my father. I am going to learn jewelry making or pottery or something. Hell, yes!
Ali was nodding, but then his attention was drawn to a commotion by the door. I glanced back over my shoulder, and nearly broke the wineglass in my hand.
It was my father. He had a face like a tropical storm, and he was scanning the restaurant.