Operation Pepperoni 3

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“Apologies for what?”, he said retracting his gaze back to the tablet. “You know, I’ve been giving you a lot of trouble lately and AI felt I was wrong in some aspects”, I replied, trying to act all cute and mushy. “What trouble?”, he asked. I frowned a bit, because he was definitely trying to give me a tough answer time. I gritted my teeth together in annoyance. “Just get it together, baby and keep on replying the sexy son of a b***h”, Carrot’s voice came in through the ear transmitter. “You know, the trouble at the banquet, and also defying your orders”, I said. He looked up before saying,”It’s high time you realized it. You can leave now”. Find something reasonable to say. We barely used eight minutes. I racked my brain before saying, "I thought we could, you know, clear the air.” "Communication is unnecessary," he stated flatly, and for a moment, I thought he might go back to whatever he was doing on the tablet. Carrot's voice echoed in my ear, "Keep him engaged, Isabella. We need more time." "So, Alexander, what do you like to do in your free time?" I asked, attempting to sound casual. His eyes flickered from the tablet to me, a subtle shift in his expression. Was that surprise or irritation? “Are you talking to me?”, he asked with his finger pointing at his chest. “Hmmm”, I said trying to act as composed as possible. Work," he replied curtly. I nodded, pretending to be interested in his one-word answer. "Work. Right. I heard you're quite dedicated to your business. Must be stressful." His lips formed a tight line, and he finally put the tablet down, giving me his full attention. "Stress is irrelevant." I forged on, "But everyone needs a break, a way to unwind. Do you have any hobbies, perhaps?" His gaze lingered on me, and for a moment, I felt like I was being measured for something. "Hobbies are a distraction. I don't indulge in such trivialities." Carrot's voice came in again, "Isabella, get closer. Engage him physically." "I took a step forward, trying to suppress the nerves bubbling within me. "Distractions can be enjoyable. Like, I don't know, spending time with someone..." His cold eyes met mine, an eyebrow raised ever so slightly. "Someone?" I decided to play it cool. "Yeah, someone you enjoy being around. Someone who can make you forget about work for a while." He leaned back in his chair, observing me with an unreadable expression. "And who would that someone be?" Time for the ace up my sleeve. I moved closer, allowing the revealing night robe to do its job. "Well, maybe it could be me," I said, my tone suggestive. His eyes subtly widened, a fraction of surprise breaking through his stoic facade. It seemed like I had caught him off guard. "You?" he questioned, his voice betraying a hint of confusion. "Sure," I replied, trying to maintain a confident demeanor. "Why not? We've been living under the same roof. It wouldn't hurt to share some moments together, away from all the... business." Carrot's voice came in again, "Good job, Isabella. Keep it up." He regarded me for a moment, and I could see the gears turning in his mind. "Moments?" he echoed, almost like he was testing the word. I smiled, attempting to exude a seductive charm. "Yeah, moments. Life is short, and all that. We could create some memorable moments together." There was a strange tension in the air, a silent exchange of glances and unspoken thoughts. For a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of something in Alexander's eyes, but it was swiftly replaced by the usual coldness. Carrot's voice was practically squealing in my ear, "This is going better than expected. Keep going. “What’s your plan?”, he asked like he just came to his senses. A drop of cold sweat came up in that moment. “Act casual, babe”, Carrot quickly said. “Just four minutes left”, she reminded. “What do you mean, plan?”, I said. “You walk in here and start telling me s**t about what I should do and me wanting to create ‘moments’, with you, what are you aiming at exactly”, he said. “I’m trying to break the ice”, I said with anger surging in me. “I didn’t know that you'd be the type to lose her self respect so easily. Anyways, it’s fine, you can leave now”, he said before focusing back on his work. “If not for the goal ahead, do you actually have think I’ll ever apologize to you”. The thoughts of saying these words kept running through my mind. “Do the breathing exercises I taught you, don’t f**k this up, or else…. I did them. “Good now open your sexy mouth and let words come out of them”, she said. "Me saying that I’m sorry doesn’t actually mean that I’m helpless or that I don’t have the self respect I ought to have, but I’m actually trying to be the mature one here." I said, with annoyance written all over under the intensity of his now shifted gaze on me. “We’re f****d”, I heard Carrot say to someone. I quickly realized all I’ve said and quickly covered my mouth. “s**t, s**t, s**t”, I muttered. He didn’t say anything but kept looking at me “Are you talking to me?”, he asked with anger written on his face. “Isabella, two more minutes, just endure!”. He had risen from his bed and moved towards me. As he was about a step from me, he stopped. His gaze was fixed on my cleavage. He then stretched out his hands to touch them. I was feeling hot all over. “Whooo!, we’re about to watch real life s*x scenes”, Carrot said. I heard a cheer in the background. My heart was racing as fast as anything. He pulled me into his arms as he began to eat up my neck. I tried resisting for some seconds but I eventually stopped and got lost in the moment. After some moments, I heard “Two more minutes, baby, hang on”. I was lost in that feeling. A soft moan escaped my lips as Alexander continued. He then stopped, then looked into my eyes. He then pushed me to the bed. I was frightened but didn’t say anything. He took off his shirt revealing a perfectly toned and sculpted muscles and abs. I gulped and then…..
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