Marrying A Lesbian Secretary (18+)

Chapter 3

"Uncle, what are you doing here?" asked Austin on seeing Alonzo seated in his sitting room when he walked in.

"Austin, we need to talk about leah", Alonzo peered over his glasses, his expression stern.

"What about her?" Austin raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance.

"Didn't the secretary inform you that I needed to see you?" asked Alonzo, looking more serious than before.

"Oh that. She did inform me but I was very busy today. Yeah. I had a lot on my table", said Austin, unrepentant.

"Busy with women?" Alonzo mockingly stated.

"Can you not go there now?" Austin asked, provoked.

Alonzo heavily sighed.

"I had a visit from Joseph De Leon today", Alonzo stated looking straight into Austin's face. "He's not happy with how you treat his daughter".

"Joseph need to mind his business. No one has the right to dictate how I should treat my wife", Austin scoffed.

Alonzo stepped forward, folding his hands on his belly, "Austin, family is business. Joseph is concerned, and so am I".

Austin defiant, sat on one of the sofas, "Leah and I have our issues at the same time, it's none of his concern".

Alonzo sighed, "Austin, your late father and I have built our empire on family values. You can't dismiss this. What's happening between you and Leah is affecting the family's reputation".

Austin chuckled dismissively, "Reputation? We're not living in the stone age, uncle. Husband and wife quarrel. It's normal."

Alonzo's eyes bored into Austin's. "It's not the quarrels, Austin. It's about how you handle them. Joseph mentioned shouting, disrespect and neglect. Is that how we treat family?"

Austin shrugged nonchalantly, "We are not perfect, Alonzo. And I am not answerable to anyone on how I handle my marriage."

Alonzo moved one step back, studying Austin, "Your father in-law is concerned for his daughter's well-being. Can't you see that?"

"Leah can take care of herself. If she is not happy, she should file for a divorce. My only concern here, is Austin junior."

Alonzo sighed deeply, "Austin a family is unit. You can't just prioritize one member and neglect the rest. Your actions affect everyone."

Austin rolled his eyes, "Look, uncle, I appreciate your concern, but I won't have anyone tell me how to run my life. I never wanted this marriage in the first place. She is aware of this. So, she should deal with whatever that comes out of it."

Alonzo's tone hardened, "Marriage is a partnership not a dictatorship. You need to treat Leah with respect and address the issues in your relationship."

Austin stood up agitated, "I don't need a lecture on marriage, Alonzo. Let me handle it my own way."

Alonzo remained composed, "Remember where you come from. Our family has a legacy and we uphold certain standards."

"Uncle please, say no more. Don't forget that you are the reason I am in this mess today. And the mistake I made was listening to you and the so called family lawyer. If I hadn't, I wouldn't be where I am today. So, you don't stand there and preach to me about marriage. You made me marry a woman who cannot conceive, making me settle for an adoption. Though I love Austin junior, but he is not my blood," Austin retorted and stormed out of the sitting room.

As the door slammed, Alonzo sighed. He quickly grabbed his suitcase and left the house.

Austin's sitting was a sanctuary of comfort and elegance, that exuded a warm ambience. Towering windows allowed natural light to dance around the room, highlighting the plush velvet upholstery of the carefully selected furniture. A grand piano stood proudly in one corner.

The sitting room was not just a space for leisure; it was a gallery of Austin's travel's and achievements.

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Austin sat in his opulent office, overlooking the city skyline, his steely gaze fixed on the contract before him. The figures danced in his mind, 6.9 billion pesos, a deal that could solidify his company. His phone buzzed, and he answered it without taking his eyes off the document.

"Mr. Anderson, it's Jacob the head of Marketing Department," said a voice on the other end.

"Speak," Austin replied, his tone as sharp as the suit he wore.

"We got it, sir. We won the contract for the golden accessories for the wedding. They want us to supply for 10,000 guests," Jacob announced, his excitement palpable even through the phone.

A predatory smile crept across Austin's face. "Excellent. Tell me how you managed to seal the deal."

"We highlighted our ability to deliver high-quality, unique designs within the tight deadline. Our competitors couldn't match our expertise and efficiency," Jacob explained.

"Good. Make sure the production is flawless. I don't tolerate mistakes," Austin ordered, ending the call abruptly.

Shortly after, Jacob entered Austin's office, brimming with confidence. "Sir, we need to start advertising our success. It's time for the world to know about our triumph," Jacob declared.

Austin leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers. "Fine, but make it quick and efficient. No unnecessary expenses."

"We're planning a campaign to showcase our commitment to quality and luxury. But, sir, we also need a face for the company, someone relatable and attractive," Jacob suggested.

Austin's brow furrowed. "A face? We're a business, not a beauty pageant."

"Customers connect better with a human element. It's about building trust. I suggest we use Annie, our secretary. She's intelligent, professional, and has the qualities we need for a model," Jacob argued.

Austin scoffed, "Annie? Have you lost your mind? She's utterly unappealing. Find someone else."

"Sir, Annie might not be conventionally attractive, but she embodies the values we want to project – professionalism, dedication, and intelligence," Jacob said feigning to agree with Austin on his physical description of Annie.

Austin shot him a piercing look. "I don't care about values; I care about sales. Find someone else who won't scare our potential clients away."

As Jacob left, he couldn't shake the unease settling in his stomach.

Austin sat behind his polished mahogany desk, his sharp eyes fixated on the city skyline through the expansive windows of his corner office. Annie approached with a notepad in hand.

"I need you to prepare a memo for me. We're hosting a celebration party tonight at my mansion. Everyone should be there by 9 PM sharp," Austin commanded, his tone as cold as the glass walls surrounding him.

Annie nodded, her fingers already flying across the keyboard. "Got it, Mr. Alcantara. What's the occasion?"

Austin leaned back in his leather chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "We just closed the deal of 6.9 billion pesos. It's time to celebrate our success."

Annie's eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and admiration. "That's incredible news, sir! I'll make sure to convey the importance in the memo. Any specific details you'd like to include?"

Austin tapped his fingers on the desk, contemplating. "Make it clear that attendance is mandatory. And remind them to bring their spouses; it's a celebration, after all."

Annie noted down the details, her pen swiftly gliding over the paper. "Will there be a dress code, sir?"

A sly smile appeared on Austin's face. "Black-tie event. I want everyone looking their best. This is a night to remember."

As Annie gathered the information, Austin's mind was already racing ahead, as he fixed his eyes on Annie's cleavage.

"Tonight, you will be in my bed. And I will also find out if those things you carrying there are real," Austin muttered to himself.

"Did you say something sir?"

"You can leave now".

Annie left the office while Austin stared at her swinging waist, lustfully.

Antonio Gonzales, the CEO of the Gonzales and Sons group of companies, sat at the head of the round table, his brow furrowed in deep contemplation. The mahogany surface of the table gleamed under the soft glow of the overhead lights, and the atmosphere in the boardroom was charged with a mix of tension and curiosity.

Antonio, a man of experience and shrewd business acumen, decided to open the floor for discussion. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, his voice carrying the weight of authority, "we find ourselves in a situation that demands our utmost attention. Our rival has outmaneuvered us, and we need to understand how they achieved this."

Juanita Rodriguez, the CFO, was the first to speak up. "Antonio, I've reviewed our financials, and we were offering a competitive bid. I can't fathom how they managed to undercut us."

Antonio nodded thoughtfully. "Juanita, I appreciate your diligence. Let's consider other aspects. Carlos, what can you tell us about the negotiations from a legal perspective?"

Carlos Martinez, the company's legal advisor, leaned forward. "Antonio, we adhered to all legal requirements during the negotiation process. There were no irregularities on our end. It's perplexing how they could have had an edge."

The room fell into a contemplative silence. Antonio tapped his fingers on the polished surface of the table, deep in thought. Maria Sanchez, the head of marketing, broke the silence. "Perhaps it's not about the numbers or legalities. Maybe they had a better understanding of the client's needs. We need to reassess our approach to client relations."

Antonio nodded appreciatively. "Maria, you might be onto something. Let's delve into our client engagement strategies. Miguel, what feedback have we received from our client relations team?"

Miguel Ramirez, the head of client relations, hesitated before responding. "Antonio, it seems our client relations team was not as proactive as they could have been. Our rival may have been more attuned to the client's expectations and needs."

Antonio leaned back in his chair, absorbing this information. "So, it's not just about the contract numbers; it's about understanding our clients on a deeper level. We need to strengthen our client relations team and ensure they are in sync with our business objectives."

Antonio, realizing the need for a holistic approach, suggested, "Let's conduct a comprehensive review of our processes, from bidding strategies to client relations. We need to identify any gaps and make strategic adjustments."

"We've faced challenges before, and we've overcome them. This is no different. Let's turn this setback into an opportunity for growth and improvement."

The board members nodded in agreement.

Austin's mansion was adorned with lavish decorations, which served as the backdrop for a night of opulence and celebration and the grand entrance of Austin's mansion was alive with guests in elegant attire. The air was filled with laughter and the clinking of glassesl.

Annie, impeccably dressed, moved through the crowd, ensuring that everything ran smoothly. Austin stood at the center of attention, acknowledging congratulations and reveling in the triumph of his business prowess.

"Mr. Alcantara, this is truly a remarkable achievement," complimented a senior executive, raising his glass in a toast.

"Thank you," Austin replied, his eyes scanning the room. "But remember, it's not just my success. It's a team effort. And tonight, we celebrate as a team."

Annie approached him, a discreet clipboard in hand. "Sir, here's the list of attendees. Everyone is accounted for."

"Keep an eye on the schedule; I don't want any hiccups tonight," Austin instructed, his eyes reflecting a mix of satisfaction and authority.

As the night progressed, the mansion echoed with conversations and laughter. Austin mingled effortlessly, sharing anecdotes of the challenging negotiations that led to the successful deal.

As the clock struck midnight, the echoes of celebration faded away, leaving behind the residue of a victorious night. Austin, his sharp gaze still unwavering, threw glances at Annie. It was a look that spoke volumes; a hidden agenda.

"Annie, we need to discuss the upcoming merger," Austin declared, his eyes gleaming with a predatory glint.

Austin insisted that Annie stay behind for an impromptu meeting after others left for their various homes.

Reluctantly, Annie followed Austin to dimly lit corner of the lavish mansion. The air was thick with tension as he casually ordered another round of drinks, the clinking of ice cubes in crystal glasses echoing through the room.

"You know, Annie, loyalty goes a long way in this company. If you truly want to climb the corporate ladder, you must learn to cater to the needs of those in power," Austin's authoritative demeanor intensified, his words laced with veiled threats and insidious undertones

Annie, though uneasy, masked her discomfort with a forced smile. The line between professional obligation and personal boundaries blurred as Austin continued to manipulate the situation. He coerced her into consuming more drinks.

As the night wore on, the atmosphere grew more oppressive. Austin, saw that Annie was emboldened by alcohol, carried her on his shoulders to his room.

The room echoed with the soft melody of ambient music, creating an atmosphere of creativity and focus. The bed, a king-sized haven of relaxation, boasted high-thread-count sheets and plump pillows. A library filled with leather-bound volumes lined one wall, chronicling the knowledge that fueled Austin's journey to success. The wardrobe, a treasure trove of designer attire, reflected his discerning taste in fashion. A mini-gallery of awards and accolades adorned a dedicated space, silently applauding Austin's achievements.

Austin gently placed Annie on the bed.

"The time is now, when I have to have a taste of what you have refused men from going close to," Austin said aloud.

Annie who was highly intoxicated, tolled on the bed as she muttered some unheard words.

Austin stylishly removed his clothes and shoes and hurriedly pulled off everything that Annie was wearing and boom! Both were stark naked. Austin gazed with mouth wide open at Annie's big boobs.

"Wow! So, these are actually real?".

He jumped on the bed, grabbed her boobs in both hands and sucked them for good 30 minutes as she moaned in pleasure. He sprayed her legs wide and inserted his d**k into her p***y.

"Mmhmm! Austin groaned in pleasure. What a tight pussy."

Firstly, he slowly thrud in and out of her then increased his pace as his d**k digged deeper. Both moaned and groaned as the thrudding intensified. He turned her around, and banged her in doggystyle for 15 minutes and baam! He released inside her. His c*m slowly dropped from her p***y. He laid beside Annie who suddenly dozed off, panting like someone who just ran a relay.

The next morning came with a brightening sun that crept in through the windows and casting its ray all over the room. Annie yawned while stretching herself on the bed, she slowly opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling for 3 minutes.

"s**t! Where am I?," asked Annie as she jumped up looking confused.

She looked at herself and noticed that she was completely naked. She slowly turned to her right hand side and her eyes met that of Austin who was staring at her with a wicked smile on his lips.

"Hope you enjoyed it? I know you did," he asked her giving out a wicked laughter that echoed the room.

With that, he crept out of bed and walked into the restroom with his dangling huge long d**k leaving Annie in a perplexed state as she kept wondering how she got on his bed with teary eyes.