Sir, the publishing company wants to have a meeting with you today. To what time would you like the meeting to be held?" Karen, my secretary spoke with papers compiled on her hand trying to keep up with me.

"Postpone the meeting, I have other important things to do." I spoke in a passive manner, brows furrowed.

"Okay, sir." She replied faintly, Karen knew when to keep her mouth shut.

It was quite strange that I wasn't in the mood for today. I came to work earlier than I have expected, expecting to work ten times harder for the company but things have turned the wrong way. Walking through the 5th floor of the building greeted by co workers and staffs, I briefly responded.

Fiennes Realty Corporation; a residential development company that holds rental units and real estates in parts of California, our company is highly sought for selling premium properties over conventional contemporaries. As a sales and marketing executive director I mostly spend my time in the office for my ideas and for the sole reason of getting that load of money for the company.

I looked around, observing and checking the progress of our latest real estate projects that have drawn the attention of the media and publishing companies the fact that my department is liable for the company's projects I was expected to do the best of my efforts and as I've said before, I thrive for the challenge.

Taking the time hearing my coworkers's feedback about the project, a familiar voice echoed through the hallway gathering everyone's attention.

"Matheo." I turned around to take a look, Dad sauntered the hall as he carried himself well and put together with both personnel behind his back following his orders.

After a few nods and a court greeting to his employees he immediately gestures for me to excuse myself at the conversation and I politely did for he was in a hurry.

"Are there any concerns?" I spoke curious, odd that he had the time to see me at this point of time when he should be at a convention.

"Yes, I wanted to see the planning of the new estate we have in Santa Clara. I'd like a platform for the project's transactions and for its advertising, we would need more investors on this." He spoke firmly about the topic.

"Sure, I will have Karen sent it to your office. No worries." I responded, as I strongly assert the situation.

When it comes to the workplace, I prefer to keep it professional. Just because I'm the son of the CEO's company doesn't mean I can easily climb up the ladder with "daddy's help." I have earned what it takes to be the company's director and I can sure as hell prove it and make it on my own.

"How's Cleo?" A sudden question had pulled me out of my thoughts.

Cleo. To what word can I put it, temptation and hell had cast upon this being.

"-Celia's been worried about her because most of the time we are not around. How is she?" Dad questioned, faced concerned.

I swallowed down a lump in my throat and forced myself to speak an answer.

"She's fine, I've been keeping tabs on her."

He smiled a proud look in his face as he pats me on the shoulder.

"Thanks son, that is truly a help for us. I'll go ahead, stay safe." He bid his farewell.

"You too." I replied with a faint smile.

He took off and I instantly regained my thoughts about the topic we had earlier.

Cleo; my younger step sister and somehow she is a family member that I have fucked, if I might want to call it. Incestuous it might be but after days of her pushing my desires and temptations over the limit I have come to punish her with her legs spread over the couch as I fucked her rough and raw. My perspective towards her changed; it was just not a quick taste anymore, I wanted it to be a habit.

To have her beneath me squirming and shouting profanities of how it felt so good and her body, it was highly practiced for seduction for it was voluptuous and inviting.

She was young and yet she might not be as delicate as a flower but she was genuine, she knew what she wants and she goes to seek for it. I couldn't see myself holding back. Just the thought of her had my cock hard already, an evident bulge on my pants was in sight. I sigh in exasperation and walked away, trying to collect my thoughts.

Look who tends to lack some self-control.

"Mat, it is so good to see you." Abby's high pitched voice I heard, coming towards my direction.

Abby, how can I forget.

Well, technically we work for the same company. Interrupting my time, she gently pulled me into a hug as I was obliged to give one back, her lips lingered as she gently kisses me on the cheek.

"To what pleasure do I owe you?" The gentleman I was, I asked trying to keep a lightweight conversation.

"I think you owe me another drink. The last time we did, you had to leave your house so early." She spoke in a thick voice whilst smiling, obviously indicating something.

I chuckle of amusement, hands on my pocket. "Uh sure, but maybe some other time. I'm quite busy these past days actually." I stated, casually dodging the answer.

Features changed, she flashed me a tight smile and nodded briefly. "Sure."

"Have a nice day, Abby." I flash a dry smile, pleasured to drop the conversation as I left.

A brief encounter with Abby Williams again, a colleague of mine. One of the few that I had messed around within my work place, she was a fuck buddy. From a long day of tension and work, we were basically reckless and wild at fucking to blow off steam. Sounds about right why Cleo didn't get to have her goodnight sleep and that was the problem. With Cleo; she was different and with a sudden thought, I found myself drawn for the adrenalin rush and the excitement.

I took my phone out of my pocket dialing a certain number, needing my secretary. The phone rang for a couple of times and a greeting came and asking me the question right away.

"Sir, what do you need at the moment? I already delivered the files to Mr. Chris." Karen questioned, always eager for my reply.

"Good. Could you check my schedule for today, see if I have anything that awaits." I replied directly.

I hear her flipping a couple of pages through the phone. "I'm glad to inform you that you have a blank schedule on your today's schedule Sir. The last appointment for today was the meeting you had with a couple of investors earlier at 1:00. Do you have any plans that you might want to change Sir?" She spoke clearly, making it a breathe of fresh air for my liking.

"Wonderful, the plans would be for tomorrow. You are free to go home, stay safe." I responded and ended the phone call after she spoke for her reply excitedly.

My footsteps padded on the tiled floors, taking me somewhere as I exit the building to head outside. The vehicle for my service awaits as I went on to my destination. I found myself longing for comfort and the satisfaction and because I couldn't think straight, I head straight right home.