Miss Perfect.

 

Earlier today I got a message from my assistant telling me about the people who had business proposals they wanted to offer the company, she informed me they would be stopping later so I got dressed for the day and drove off to work. I could not afford to have myself unprepared while they come. 

"Good morning Mr Fawusi, they are here" my assistant said as i walked in. "Bring them to my office in 10 minutes" i said as i walked into my office. In 10 minutes there was a knock on the door my assistant coming to inform me about her bringing them in. Shortly after that, a lady in a red dress comes in with her assistant. Apparently it was them. 

"Good morning im Mr Fawusi" i said as i stood up reaching for an handshake, "Good morning, you can call me Angel" she replied back as we shook hands. She left me speechless, I must admit that is embarrassing for a 24 years old rich bachelor to say. "You have a business proposal for me, correct?" i asked she later collected a file from her assistant and showed me. "I must admit this is a good business deal" i said as she smiled at my complement after that. "I would get back to you in 3 days on this if that would not be an issue" i said "It would not be but would it be okay if we went out for a drink later in the evening to talk about it" she replied immediately after me. "7pm would that be okay, I would be free around then" i said, she agreed and got my number saying she would send the address to me. Shortly after telling me a little about her company she left. 

It didn't take too long it was 6pm already and a text came in from an unknown number showing the place of venue with a 'from Angel' under. I started rounding up for the day and drove off to the venue. I was there 7 minutes before 7. Shortly after that when it was 7 i see het approaching in a short white gown, sleeveless with open cut pattern by the side leaving me intensely hot. For some reasons i could taste her on my lips, i started letting wild imaginations escape, her smell had me in cuffs but still this is just for business, i tell myself and try to put me in control. 

After a long night of drinking and talking about work around 9pm she said "why dont we go to your place and drink there i am beginning to feel uncomfortable here." i replied her saying "there are 15 million things i want to do to you so i think my place would be a bad idea and also..." she cuts in "i want your place and you to do 10 million things to me, Mr Fawusi". 

I forgot to mention i had a thing for ladies that smelled really nice and with pretty fingers. We got to my place 35 minutes after we left the bar and at the front door i honestly tried resisting but her smell... her smell had me too close to her that i lost the ability to think.