sex-me boss.

Damon had been at the restaurant for almost ten minutes, but James wasn’t going to let on that he’d stashed him away without a care. He didn’t like waiting, especially not in an environment like this, because since the table was for two, any girl who recognized his identity could come and sit at his table uninvited. Although he wore sunglasses to conceal his identity, some people recognized him through them as if they’d spent their whole lives visualizing him, especially the paparazzi.

-Hello old chap, have you been here long?

-Yes, and I’ve already eaten and I’m about to leave.

-Don’t exaggerate Damon, I just took five minutes out of the scheduled time to finalize a file and another five minutes to arrive. I had to be on time, but a girl cornered me in my office and I couldn’t send her away, so nothing’s my fault.

-So if I understand correctly, while I was wasting my time waiting for you, you were having a good time with that girl. No, tell me I’m dreaming, James Bonde.

James ignored him and waited patiently for the young waitress to arrive. When she’d collected their orders, she left and he saw that Damon was still waiting for an answer from him, one that would certainly never come.

-So I guess it was so intense that you’d like to compensate for your energy.

-You’ve gone how many days without sleeping with a girl because it sounds to me like you’re going through withdrawal. Before you told me what was going on with you, it was Betty, she’s a beginner model and at first she’d decided not to continue, but today she came to tell me she’d changed her mind. Maybe I could introduce you to her.

A model, sure she could be good in bed like her colleagues, but that wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted this girl from his nightclub to be his private sex slave.

-You look lost Damon, are you sure you’re all right?

-That Betty, does she know how to hold the wall or not?

-and that’s what I was saying. No Damon this is a very serious flaw and if you want her just for that then I think you should move on because no, I couldn’t introduce you to her. I want a man who is serious and not a Don Juan.

-I think she’s serious too. Why does she only want the men of high society? to profit from their hard work in exchange for what in return? a semblance of love that doesn’t even exist? I know this girl is just a groupie who plays the saintly nitwit in front of you but, well, what did you want to talk to me about?

-The last time you offered to sponsor my next fashion show, I turned you down, but now I want her.

Damon folded his hands on the table, looking at James to see if he was really serious, but yes, he was. His proposal was just a joke, but he knew that if he’d come to see him, it was because he really needed him.

-Why me and not someone else? I thought you already had some.

-Yes, but it’s not enough, and I think it’ll be easier with your new design company, so don’t turn me down.

At the same time, their orders arrived and they decided to talk about it after lunch. In the meantime, Damon was trying to weigh up the pros and cons of this request, as it was also a lot of money at stake, but at least his company DD. Designeur was going to be represented and that could give him even more openings.

Once their meal was over, James waited impatiently for his friend to give him an answer, as there was a Frenchman to whom he also wanted to propose this, but he didn’t have much confidence in him.

-I agree, because I’ll be able to check out the girls’ asses during the show and much more.

-oh no, don’t tell me that’s the only reason you’re taking me up on my offer, Damon Dixon. I think I should bring your mother here to see for herself what you’ve become.

-You mean so she can see how successful her son has become. If I’m counting right, I haven’t spoken to her in a month, because last time she broke my ear with her marriage story and the rest is history. I can’t settle for just one James woman, no, it’s just impossible. They’re so good that I’ll be stuck with one for the rest of my life.

-Yes, I know that, but don’t you miss your mother?

-No, not at all, I missed her when I was seven, when I went to school and only saw her at night, but she has her husband whom she loves very much, so I just let her enjoy her love, and don’t tell me I’m jealous, because I’m not, it’s just that if what my mother and her husband experience is what we call love, then I assure you I could never let myself be trapped by that feeling, I swear. Always talking about him everywhere, always wanting to do everything to please him, it often gives you a headache.

James wasn’t at all surprised because Damon was his long-time friend and anything to do with love always repulsed him because he found people exaggerating.

-I think the day you know true love, you’ll understand why people are happy in the world.

-That’s what you think, and I can tell you that you’re wrong about everything, because I’ve got my own business, I can relieve my lower abdomen whenever I want, so what more can you ask for?

-I think I’ve heard enough, that’s enough for today Damon, see you later for the show preparations and above all, give the next one a chance, you’re getting old man.

He looked at James and then at himself, him getting old at his young age no he didn’t believe it and if it was a way for him to destabilize him then it was very successful by the way.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.