The Accountant

The little sleep he had last night, even after jacking off with thoughts of his detka had him in a foul mood. Add his hangover, he was looking for an excuse to kill anyone today.

Where the fuck was Alec? His general had gone out before Dominic woke up. He needed some positive news about his woman and he needed to meet the freelance accountant today for a few minutes. After that, he was free for the day. His one-track goal was to personally go to his detka's place to fuck and kidnap her. Or which opportunity came first. He would prefer the former. If his general had found the fucking address.

Motherfucker! He was crazy about her. One night will never be enough.

She had turned his world upside down. And now she was nowhere to be found.

His face grim, men gave him a wide berth while he entered his building. Though sensing his rage, the women were still staring at him blatantly, drawn to his wild, untamed persona. Dominic ignored them all, going straight to his personal elevator directing him to his office. More like a suite of rooms because he also had a bed, bath, and closet here. Though not of use, he kept them prepared for emergencies.

Reaching his spacious office, he growled upon finding the room empty. He needed to fucking calm down. It was early but a drink would be a great idea. A shot of whiskey this time. Swirling his expensive drink in the glass, he waited for Alec to come through the door. Or his secretary. And waited. Scowling, he glanced at his custom made Omega.

If his 9 o'clock appointment was also late, he swore to God, --he pinched the bridge of his nose-- fucking patience was overrated.

Alec's deep rumble finally filled his ears. He was speaking to someone in their native tongue. Must be nanny Sandri.

Dominic's glower became darker, hearing a nasally irritating voice response from the other party.

You've got to be fucking kidding me!

Wanting to get rid of the unwelcome visitor right away, he strode to the door. Both turned to him when he opened it with a whoosh.

Alec inclined his head while the woman before him smiled delightedly. Fuck, no!

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Dominic growled, not hiding his displeasure. The bitch was a past dalliance some years back. Apparently, she still possessed a small functioning brain since she had the sense to use her over-riped beauty and became an underwear model in LA.

"Dominic, baby." He curled his lips in disgust at her sickly sweet voice.

Petra Levinsky had almost cost his parents' marriage. The whore tried to seduce his father. And his mother caught her. If he was a lesser man, he would have succumbed. The incident happened right after blowing him when he was too drunk to fuck her. She was left to her own devices to wander at their estate and victimized his sire. Thank God the former mafia king was faithful --pussy whipped-- to his mother.

"Leave or I will call security!" His nose was flaring in annoyance. Rage was not far off. He was on the verge of strangling her.

"You can't mean that, baby. I heard you are back. I want to welcome you properly." She batted her fake lashes. How wrong he was to have thought the bitch was beautiful. She was nothing compared to his angel.

"We fucked once a long time ago. Now we are done. Leave!" He said harshly and gripped her wrist tightly when her hand went to the lapel of his suit. His intention was to shove her away from him in disgust.

The air behind him stirred and the hair on his nape prickled. He stilled and he heard...

"Shit!"

That couldn't be. Fuck! Just one word. and he knew right away. That was his detka's angelic voice. Well, as angelic as can be from her cuss.

He shove Petra away from him uncaring if she fell and turned to face his woman. Disbelief and surprise reflected in his eyes.

"Detka?" Hell! And she saw him with another woman. Well, technically not with another woman but still he didn't want her to get the wrong impression. He was a manwhore before, years ago in his misspent youth but that was before her.

His angel was looking at him with sadness in her eyes. He couldn't have that. He will never cheat on her and jeopardize his chances.

Definitely, the chance was presented to him in a silver platter. And he was no fool.

God, she was beautiful even with thick glasses. He was looking forward to fucking her with those pairs on. It would be an erotic office fantasy come true. He shuddered. Every muscle in his body stilled.

What was she doing here? He wondered. Who the fuck cares? As long as she was here nothing else mattered.

"Dominic, baby?" The irritating nasal voice behind him jolted him out of his plans.

"Leave!" He growled without turning. His angel jumped in fright. He watched horrified at her flight mode.

She whispered. Glancing around nervously.

detka. I meant..." He turned for a moment and pointed his

smirked and he dragged

her feet. She was looking anywhere but his eyes. Adorable. His world suddenly

throat. Curiosity

belief nanny Sandri was here to spy for his mother. They

your 9 o'clock, tzar." There was a twinkle in her eyes as she announced the

Anderson. His accountant. His lips curved appreciatively. Was

"We are not to be disturb, please." He murmured. His voice deepening and he watched Beau trying

tzar." Nanny Sandri bowed before leaving them

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at him. Her brown eyes were

Yeah. Shit!" She tried to talk. Her

sexy. Her petite form was in a light mocha

can do this. I have to go." She squeaked again and she was ready to bolt. Sobering, he reacted right away. He would not take

went inside his office and locked the doors behind them. Ignoring her protests and curses

She folded her arms petulantly and looked defiantly away from

womanly soft against his hard body. Fuck! His unruly cock was instantly hard too. She stiffened, feeling him

you again." She argued, breathless and panting with arousal. Hmmm, nice. She arched in his

So fucking responsive.

to caress her back. The attraction was mutual. It was there. To explore until they burst.

me." Dominic accused. The memory stung. He woke up wanting her and she

She sputtered. Confused. He was too but he let the topic go. He had something

to the hem of her dress instead, cupping

me." He answered with finality. Deft fingers glided to her inner thighs. She clenched

he threaded his fingers to her lustrous brown hair and held her while he kissed her hard. He drove the kiss for them, she tried to push him away, he growled and reached for her hands to secure them behind her back. He softened the kiss, nibbling her lips and tracing them open

her soft mounds flattened on his chest. Shit! Any more of

not a place for his pleasure. It was for his family and empire. But for her, he will break his rules. She was different and she will

His Beau needed him and hot damn, he was

his coat, she frantically helped him with his tie, next were his buttons. With trembling hands, she tried to help him. She groaned. He chuckled when she lost patience and tugged his dress shirt hard, scattering the buttons

accomplished, her hot palms caress his shoulders, his sculpted chest, and abs making his whole body

look for the zipper of her

his grip on her neckline, he yanked the cloth down none too gently, the dainty material gave. The tearing sounds heightened the tense moment. Exposing her heaving breasts encased in a black lace bra, he

instead, cutting whatever protest she was trying to make. His other hand was equally busy

nipples noisily. She cried out and held his face to her breasts. He groaned his approval.

whole world listened. Everyone in his building will know

cock was

She pleaded, grinding down on him. He

belt and unzip his pants. His painfully throbbing cock was released from its confines and he sighed in relief. The head angry red and pulsing, dripping. His hand felt under her dress to remove her thong. He heard a

to ride him. He had taught her well. With

Both shuddering in anticipation. As she slowly sank on his thick length, he suckled her neck. Making her moan in pleasure. He promised to fuck her thoroughly

balls. Not yet. He grasped her cute ass to bring her down on him. Impaling every thick inch of his rod deep inside her, his cock head hitting her womb. She cried out loud. Her

feel so good, my love." He praised her and groaned in pleasure. His face on her soft breasts, he deeply savored her scent. "Come on my cock. Let me feel it." He was

hips, forcing her to ride his dick faster.

scalp, adding to the animalistic sensation. With his mouth sucking her nipple, his dick hitting the right spot, again and again, he reached down to press on her

Everyone outside the door could have heard her. The thought

Roaring her name, he filled her up again and again until his balls were empty. Some of his come escaped her tight spasming pussy, staining the soft cushion beneath them. He didn't

detka collapsed on top of him. They were both panting, struggling for breath, their hearts thudding. Dazed from

"Dominic..." She moaned.

know, my love. I

her go. This was not just