Yours, Never Again

Eloise’s pov

I love the comfort of my home, I might consider moving into the Harts estate. The writer in charge of the real estate column wrote something about it. The mansions in the estate were owned by the elite and it is difficult to acquire property there.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

I thought I was going to spend the whole day, staring at financial books and records but Victor sent an Audit team here.

I am fully aware that he did not do it for free, He said something about sexual payment, Am I a sex worker or what?

I will get him to re-negotiate with me after I present this proposal. No, I will make him agree to allow us to handle all their advertisement during the negotiation.

I picked up my phone to facetime Tory and Emmanuel, but they didn’t pick up. The doorbell rang, and I stood up to get the door.

Victor fell on my shoulder, and a faint smell of alcohol came from him. I have a sensitive nose that was why I could sense it, normal people wouldn’t even smell that.

He really meant that he can’t hold alcohol it’s not like I didn’t believe him but I never expected it to be this bad.

I am sure he took an alcoholic wine from the smell I perceived from him. I let him rest on my side, closed the door then helped him in.

“What are you doing here?” I grunted because of his weight. He fell asleep already. He is a lightheaded man, he only knows how to get on my nerves.

Thank goodness I didn’t quit the gym as Emmanuel had suggested. I took him to my room since it was the closest, as I was about to yank him off me so he could lay on the bed, he threw up, staining his suit and my baggy top. Ew.

I laid him carefully on the bed and I helped him out of his suit. I let him sleep in his briefs, I went to my closet to wear another top.

I came into my room to pick up his suit so I could wash them, I saw that his briefs were beside his suit and he was butt naked. Luckily he was lying face down, I rushed out of my room.

Tory and Emmanuel had face timed me back, I picked up and I went to the laundry room, I placed my phone where they could me well.

“Why are you so red?” Emmanuel asked me.

“Am I?” I touched my face and I felt that it was hot. I put the suit into the washing machine.

“Why are you washing a man’s suit?” Tory asked me.

“That’s mine,” I denied.

“No, it is not. That suit is rare, I have one and we both recognized it,”

“Fine, it’s Victor’s.” Emmanuel whistled and Tory laughed.

“You are seeing him again, what will you do about Sam?” Tory said.

“I am not seeing him, he showed at my door drunk, he threw up and I am cleaning his mess,”

“He still likes you. What about Sam?” She asked me again.

“Sam is the reason why I am involved with Victor, He had been messing with the company funds and I got arrested and Victor came to my rescue. He got me out, paid the fines and stuff.” I ignored what she said about Victor liking me. He has been a menace to me for someone who likes me.

“I am surprised, why are we just hearing this?” Emmanuel asked me. Here he goes again, overprotective dad.

“Victor butt in before I could think of calling you guys,” I hope they buy that because I did not have intentions of calling them.

“Helped is a better verb than butt in, you don’t want four years ago repeating itself, do you?” Tory said. Thank goodness they did not doubt me, I won’t have to get lectured by them.”Let her be, a real man doesn’t take things like that to heart,” Emmanuel said.

“Says the man that gave a day’s silent treatment to me for calling him a spoilt big baby,” Tory said.

“Emmanuel got rid of your birth control pills, I think you should be excepting a baby now,” I hung up. I obviously lied to switch their attention from me and that will make them not bother me. I need to finish the laundry as soon as possible so I sleep.

Victor’s pov

I woke on a strange bed and I am naked. I hope I wasn’t kidnapped by someone. I wrapped the sheets on the bed around the lower part of my body.

I stood up to check if the door was locked but it wasn’t. Did I get kidnapped by a kinky old woman because this room looked feminine, not really but this is not a man’s room?

I opened the door and it led me to the sitting room, the owner is well-off nice, I saw a woman lying on the couch, a laptop was on the table and she was wearing a baggy top that had flung halfway her back revealing her granny panties.

It’s crazy how I find it sexy, I went closer to see who it was, I lean over her to see who it was.”Arrgh,” She screamed, I retreated and that action made the sheets all off me. I covered my dick with my hands.

“Pick the sheets up dude,” Eloise said to me while she pulled her top down. I picked it up and I covered myself.

“Sorry about this but how did I get here and why did you take off my clothes? Pervert,”

“Pervert?” She scoffed. “It’s bold of you to think I’d take off your clothes to check you out. Follow me,” She stood up from the couch and headed to a room that turned out to be the laundry place. I followed her, “There are so many reasons, I am attractive, sexy, rich, hand…”

“Get the fuck out of my house,” She cut in and shoved my clothes in my hand. She didn’t want to hear anything from me, does she hate my guts that much? because I do hate hers.

“How did I get here fucking answer me?” I barked.

“You are yelling at me. You are shameless, you showed up in front of my house wasted, I can’t even call that wasted. Your drunk ass came to my house to invade my privacy and puked in my bedroom, now you are yelling at me. Get out or else I am calling the police,” She threatened me.

“Calm down,” I said to her but that didn’t seem to calm her down. She stormed into her room.

“Bring me some comfy baggy clothes of yours, my clothes are still wet.” Then she came back outside.

“Since we are both free today, how about you go have a shower in the guest room, Emmanuel’s clothes are in there, You can borrow them then we will talk about business after,” She pointed to the room she was talking about.

“Why does your male best friend have clothes in your house?”

“Question my private life again and I will throw you out,” I obeyed her, and I went to the room she told me to go to.

Her house is nice, I must say, the interiors were nice. I got into the shower and I began to soap my body, images of the position I first saw her this morning in her sexy granny panties flowed into my head.

I imagined myself taking her on that couch, precum was oozing out of my already erect dick. I last experienced this four years ago and it’s re-occurring again now. I didn’t want to wank because it would be embarrassing if she heard me.

I turned on the cold water to cool me down. I finished up in the shower and I picked some sweatshirts and shorts from her best friend’s wardrobe and I went to her in the sitting room. She was doing something on her computer, I didn’t notice the computer earlier. I only saw a laptop.

“I didn’t see any sign of your fiancé,” I tested if she would talk to me.

“I moved his things to the storage. Let’s get to business,”

“I see, you are quick to push people away, it’s not just me. Ignore what I said and let’s get to business as you said.”

“What do you want in exchange for the help for the help you offered me?” She looked determined to give me anything I ask for. I am not going to make this easy for her.

“Since you own about Eighty-five percent of the shares and the remaining fifteen percent belong to the shareholders, I want thirty-five percent of your company shares and managemental rights,”

“You are being impossible,” She stood up from the chair she was sitting on and moved to the couch in front of me. “I will give you the shares but not the managemental rights,”

“I will take you instead, we will date for public interests to buzz our business and you will satisfy me,” I was joking about the satisfying me thing I said. I know I am risking her breaking my head.”Satisfy you in what sense?”

“You are not naïve Eloise, you are a wild cat. Do you prefer to lose your company to me? I have my ways,”

“Okay fine, Silverberg will get to run your advertisement too and you will have me,” What’s this reaction? She loves her company this much. Nice. I can’t wait to see her face when she discovers that I used figureheads to buy fifteen percent of her shares. Now we co-own her company.

“Yeah, you are on board girl. This clause is confidential, the exact clause won’t be stated in the contract. You can trust me on this,”

“I think so,”

“I should be saying goodbye now, Chan will bring the contract to you on Monday,” She didn’t say anything to me, she went back to her computer. “Bye, Eloise,” I left her house and I took my Aston Martin home.