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Aiden had managed to get a hold of himself after Powell had told him he couldn't find the girl. Aiden found himself almost not paying the man. But he had given his word. He had said he was going to pay him. And he was a man of his word.
He got into the shower to get ready for the interview and thoughts of that night started plaguing him.
Oh yes daddy.
You like it when I do that, don't you?
Yes daddy.
Spread your p***y. Show me that pretty p***y.
By now Aiden was rock hard. He fisted it gently. It was a forgotten sensation. Aiden had not had to walk himself in so long that he had forgotten how it felt like.
Spread those legs for me
Yes daddy.
You like when my hard c**k pounds into your p***y, huh?
Yes daddy! f**k meee!
Aiden rested his head against the shower wall and grunted. His hand movements were even faster and he was on the edge of an orgasm.
I'm cumming, daddy!!
Aiden fell apart in that second, grunting his release out loudly. He opened his eyes and watched as his seed squirted onto the floor. It was kind of a fascinating image.
After wanking, Aiden took a shower and got out. He wasn't particularly excited about the interview. But he knew Susan was right. It was going to open new doors for him. And it was going to improve his image. Definitely.
He dressed, making sure not to be too casual nor too formal. He wore a dress shirt, no tie, leaving the first two buttons unfastened. And he paired it with black slacks and maroon shoes. He looked good. And he knew it.
Aiden went out of his house and got into his car. Thankfully, today, in as much as she had wanted, Susan was not going to be with him. She had insisted to follow him. But Aiden assured her that he could solve any issues that arose himself. He wasn't a child.
She had let it go reluctantly. But she had no choice but to accept. Aiden really wanted to fire her. But she was the best PA he had ever had. The others were either star struck, unprofessional, lazy or rude. And Aiden was short tempered. All those characteristics with short temper didn't work well together. So he was happy when he met Susan. It was a shame she had turned out to have "feelings" for him.
Aiden parked in the spot labeled Parking when he got in. Then walked out of the car to the main building. As soon as he got in, the receptionist recognized him.
"S-sir," she stuttered. Aiden hid his sigh and looked at her with his expressionless face.
"Where's the interview for Aiden Vault?" he asked
The woman held up a hand then picked up a handset. She dialled a number and when the other person on the line answered, she started talking. "Me. Vault is here. Can you send someone to come take him?"
Aiden frowned a bit at that, but did not say anything while the woman was still talking on phone. He was not a puppet who needed to be led around like an i***t.
As soon as the woman was done with the call, Aiden leaned forward and said, "Next time, I'll tell you if I need help. Now what's the floor for the interview?"
"Um, sir. It's the fifth floor. But–"
Aiden didn't bother to stay and listen to whatever she wanted to say. He walked to the elevator calmly and pressed on the button for the fifth floor. He wasn't here to waste time. He had better things to do.
He reached the fifth floor and there a flurry of activity. Aiden spotted the person who looked like the most calm and walked towards them.
"Is this the place for the Vault interview?" he asked.
"Yes sir– oh my God. You're him," the gut exclaimed, then went towards another guy holding a huge notepad in his hand.
After they had exchanged a few words, the guy holding the notepad walked towards them. He looked calm enough and professional. And Aiden hoped he was actually like that.
"We're going to start in a second sir. You can head over to makeup." The man said and indicated the place to Aiden.
He sat in the chair and hoped the hours he would spend here would be worth it.
***
Melissa sighed and smoothed her skirt. She looked at herself in the full length mirror in her room to confirm that she looked nice and professional. She had woken up early to get ready. Definitely not wanting to be late. And to arrive when Mr. Vault was already there.
She was wearing a black skirt and a white shirt. And she turned sideways in the mirror to make sure she wasn't showing yet. The last thing she needed on this kind of stressful day was gossip.
Melissa had not checked for and had not seen any picture of Aiden Vault. She didn't want to be influenced before the interview even started. And she definitely didn't want to have unnecessary prejudices against someone she was supposed to interview with the utmost objectivity.
After checking ath everything was set, her questions were in her bag, Melissa walked out of her apartment complex. She hadn't told Michael that she was interviewing Aiden Vault.
In fact, the only people who were aware were her colleagues and boss. And she knew Michael might get pissed at her. But she was going to keep it together. And she didn't need any distractions.
Melissa got into the Uber quickly and in record time, they had reached. Melissa was happy; she had told the man to drive there really quickly.
She went of the car when it reached, Melissa hurried out of the car. She was definitely rating the man five stars. She murmured an absent minded greeting to the receptionist.
Today she was going to kick ass. And nobody was going to tell her the contrary.
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