What a curvy girl wants

What A Sinclair Wants

"I couldn't even hear your plea. Next time, punch me as hard as you can. I'll be sure to let it go, for it was surely my fault. Clear?"

Damn, there's that chill again.

"Even.." I breathed. "Even when you're apologizing. You're still demanding as ever." Aero have a lopsided smirk. "I'll have a word with Chelsea later but now-- I'm focused on you. Get in" Aero strolled back over to the expensive vehicle and opened the door."You're beginning to look like a certain red nosed reindeer."

I gasped and hid my nose, quickly hopping inside. Aero laughing right beside me.

"You know, when you slapped me. It felt amazing." Aero casually said peering at the window as we drove to work. I blushed, getting warmer. Gosh, is that a kink? D..did he like it--rough? "You're such a masochist. That was supposed to hurt."

"Hmmm" he only hummed still staring out into the street. It would be a while before we reached the office, just sitting here would be boring and I didn't want to completely ignore him. So I thought, why not be nosy?

"You and Mr. Sinclair..are from Greece right?"

"Yes, Athens. Born and raised."

"So what made the two of you come here? The land of "opportunity" I joked. Aero clicked his tounge. "How about I tell you since you're probably the nosiest secretary I've ever had--"

"I'm the only secretary you've ever had." I point out, enticing a growl from my boss. It was kind of cute because he was childish about it.

"Don't push it. Anyways-- how about I tell you, and you inform me where you picked up the barista." Barista??

Carlos??

"Are you talking about my boyfriend..who's a book organizer?" I almost laughed at how nonchalant he was. Why was he focused on Carlos?

"Same difference, are you going to tell me or not." I rolled my eyes.

"I met him through a friend, shes his cousin and informed me that he's wanted to get to know me for sometime. Things just happened really fast--next thing I know he's kissing me-"

"He kissed you.." Aero sneered but I blushed at the memory. "He's a really nice guy."

The silence between us became evidently awkward and I kept silent, not knowing why this problem had upset the Sinclair man. It would take sometime before I could recap the courage to speak again.

A while later I remembered our deal. "Your turn." I said but noticed that our surroundings were becoming more and more familiar. Too familiar..like we literally just passed by the office building where we work familiar.

My face was scrunched up against the window watching the building leave my sight.

"Aero, we just passed the office we have to turn back!" I'm going to be late and Mr. Sinclair needs me! I'm the bloody secretary! Aero lucked at his nails, no sense of worry indicated on his face.

"You're going to spend the day with me. I'll just tell Andres you're dealing with a few errands with me." I shifted in my seat uncomfortably

"No offense but I doubt he would believe you if you said you were just 'taking care of errands.'" Instead of a whip of his ever so sharp tounge Aero laughed.

"Yes. Quite."

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Andres POV (yas hunty)

It was almost 11, and I saw no sign of the cautious woman at her desk. Was the gift really too much that she decided to skip work?

But women like that right? Of course I was shocked when she tried to give it back but I persisted. She looked extreamly eloquent with the beadings around her neck. I bit my pen sitting at my desk frustratedly.

Where was Juliette?

She was not one to be late. Ever and even if I had nothing scheduled for today, she'd make sure I had tomorrows work already started and even bring me coffee while I work.

And after I got bored, I went after her--looking for her presence as a sign of comfort in the confines of this tycoon lifestyle. The money..it is well, I would have loved to have this amount of money and investments when I were younger.

I would cry when I received a ten dollar bill. Now I could care less if I accidentally lost $100. That twinged in my chest, reaching to the top required so so much sacrifice. The people who were born with a silver spoon couldn't and would never understand such.

That is why I regularly donate to organizations I know would fund people who were like Aero and I fairly.

A knock slapped me out of my dream state. Juliette?

I fixed my red tie and sat up to smooth up my suit and leaned slightly on to my manly ass desk. It was the first desk I bought when I started this organization and I will love it forever more. I cleared my throat.

"Come in."

And instead of the voluptuous Cuban Beauty, the petite blonde danced it with her smile coated in underlying intention. Chelsea, my brothers latest conquest has taken to becoming extreamly comfortable. I mean, all of his conquests have, but they eventually gave up.

But not Chelsea. She seems even more sinister than a person may see. She was an amazingly beautiful woman but years labor and shit have made me realize that the translucent greens every one sees in her eyes are of a poisonous python.

And she knew that I knew.

"Chelsea. Why must you find yourself in my office. The Janitors were already supposed to have taken out the garbage." I slumped back down into my seat. She smiled with the Clack of her Gold Louis Vuitton heel.

"You are so not cute. That's why I love Aero, he's such a doll and curtious to the ladies."

"The ladies yes. You're nothing but a succubus that he's wasting his time on. Now what do you want before I call security. How dare you lie, saying you love him." I spat

She pured lucidly

"Oh Andres darling don't be like that. I'm here to see Aero but he seems to be..absent." Aero is gone too? I slid my phone out of my pocket and ignored Chelsea's questions on if I've seen him. Slidding the call feature for the number under Aeros name I waited. Only to be sent to voice mail..one that made me want to murder my little brother.

Hey if this is anyone else other than my brother who have managed to interest me well enough to get my personal number--congrats now hang up. If you are Andres, its Aero-- the good brother. And you know what a sweet brother like me does?

Kidnap his gorgeous secretary and take her out for..a spin. See you later, don't wait up and if Chelsea comes looking for me, tell her to wait in my off-

And the line went dead.

"Fucking little shit." I shoved the device back into my pocket and grabbed my coat from off of the rack them strolled angrily past Chelsea. "Where do you think you're going?

Where's Aero?"

I halted her once I locked the door of my office and went into the elevator. She was definitely not going to be tagging along. Seeing her face was enough to make me nauseous for the rest of my days.

"I'm going to fetch my secretary."

And the elevator doors closed shut.