Lagertha Zolotov, is a woman who is married to the leader of one of the most dangerous cartels. He harasses and mistreats her.
She is trapped in a marriage that wasn't one of her doing. She is forbidden to any man than her husband, Vladimir Ivanovi...
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Francesco had prepared a suit dress for her. It was so formal giving her a hint of where she might be going to.
She came out of the room and headed down where she found Francesco waiting for her. He looked at her as if he saw a his best meal brought in front of his eyes.
"You look.... elegant and...." He absolutely lost his words.
"More like bold." She smiled as she headed towards the door with him. For the first time in her life she felt important. They entered the car and the driver took off.
"Where are we going?" She asked. "Try being patient. You will know soon." He said. She then rolled her eyes geting irritated by his response. "What did you just do?" He asked as he moved near her. She knew she was in trouble. "I.. i just rolled my eyes." She replied looking down. "I know what you did. Babygirl, the next time you do that, you will have to face the consequences. They will be punishments for that."
She nodded her head.
"Isn't your pretty little mouth there for a reason?"
"Yes sir!" She replied. "Good." They stopped at a large and beautiful building, written Mallardo Enterprises... It was beautiful. How rich was this man she asked herself.
They got off the car and they headed into the company. "Its yours?" "Yes." He responded. She raised her eyebrows processing the fact that he has a company. "What is that face for? And dont dare lying to me." "Its just that i never imagined you, with an actual business."
He understood what she meant by and tried hard not to smile.
The men and the women were formally dressed. But something shocked them. The fact that he came with a woman to the company. It was never his habit. Women were feeling jealous but couldn't show it because they knew the consequences. As they passed the employees they entered an elevator which was only for Francesco.
They reached the highest floor and it was large and breathtaking. They were only two women dressed with navy blue dresses and black heels. Their hair was tied in a high neat bun. "Buongiorno Signore." (Good morning sir.) They talked in italian, and Lagertha had no idea of what they were saying. "Buongiorno." They walked along with him to his office. "Questo è il tuo programma oggi." (This is your schedule for today.)
She handed him a board. And the other have him his coffee. They left and closed the door behind them. "You will go to a meeting with me." She had never gone to school leave alone attended one meeting in her whole life. But she educated herself in her younger years and still does she do so, currently. She was brave and had a photographic mind. That she didn't tell anyone.
"But i dont know anything about meetings. Besides, what is it about? And who are the people we are meeting?"
He loved her spirit. How she wanted to challenge everything. He handed her files and she started going over it.
Ten minutes had past and tgey headed their way over to the meeting.
There were Germans but luckily they could speak English.
"But the stocks won't sell at this time of the year. It's impossible." One of the Germans said. There was some kind of misunderstanding and if this didn't go right, Lagertha knew Francesco would snap.
So she had to come up with a plan first. And suddenly something popped up in her mind. She wasn't allowed to talk but anyway, who could stop her.
"But in the files you sent, it was written that the stock would be on a sale of 85 percent. Not 65 percent." She stated. They immediately started laughing.
"Whoever you seem to be, am really sorry, but there is no such thing like that." The man said.
"No am pretty sure," she said as she stood up. "Open page 164 of the file... on the topic Sales and Supply, read paragraph three, line four." She told the woman sitting next to her. So did the other people do.
When they realised it was really it, they were shocked. "But we... we didn't write this. I think my assistant made a mistake."
"The mistake comes from your side, Sir. Visualisation is realisation. So I'm assuming we get an increase of 5 percent giving us the 90 percent sales. I am pretty sure none of you wants to bring any more confusion into this." She could see the rage in the man's face.
"This is nonesense." He said.
"Sir it doesn't matter if you don't get positive feedback on all pieces... using this tried and trusted retail sales psychology, most prospects will see an overall benefit and you'll gain agreement." She said with a big smile on her face. As she headed towards the man with the paper and a pen to sign off the agreement. As soon as he signed he got up and left quickly.
Francesco was befuddled with her. He never thought he could be getting out of this meeting in a peaceful situation. He thought there were some bodies that had to get dragged out of here. But all in all, he had never in his life been amazed with her more than he did now. She is a woman of beauty and brains, he thought.
On the other side Lagertha was amused by herself. And then suddenly when everyone was out, she couldn't help but put a big smile on her face. Francesco could not take it anymore. He touched a button on the table making the whole room go opaque. " I thought i told you not to speak." He asked her as he stood up and took catious steps towards her.
"I couldn't stand there and watch their pitiful asses. And besides why bring me?" She sounded a little bit naughty.
"Now, now, now, what can i do with your naughty pretty little mouth." He said as he placed his palm on her cheek. She leaned on his hand feeling the roughness and power that it had. "I think you mean by my smart mouth." She replied pushing him to his last limits. "And what can i do with it?" He asked as he focuses his eyes on her face, then grabbed her by the waist landing her butt on the table. He leaned himself onto her as he caged his hands in between his prey.
She had freezed for a moment and got scared of what he might do next because it was unpredictable. "No.. nothing." She replied.
"It must not go unpunished babygirl. And you know that more than anyone." He leaned in more further, giving her no space to escape. She left out a weak breath, which made him smirk. They could feel the tension between them. The uncertain call of pure desire and lust just seemed to fill up the air.
His lips came to meet hers, first it was smooth, then later it turned rough and desiring. All the time she did not kiss back. He broke the kiss and looked at her with dangerous glaring eyes. "Kiss me back, or you will regret babygirl." He demamnded.
He closed the space again with this timea rougher kiss. After some seconds she kissed him back with the same force, only she couldn't reach his level. A mere moan was trying to escape her sinful mouth.
He dipped his hands in her hair getting a grip of it and pulling her back while his mouth shifted to her neck and he bit her so hard she could feel the pleasure running in her veins.
She moaned and moaned and couldn't control her mouth. He looked up her "babygirl, shh!" He said as he put his finger in her mouth and removed immediately as he resumed devouring her body.
He kept biting her neck as he positioned his hands on her lower body and unbuttoned her pants. He dipped his fingers in, only to find out that she was way too wet.
"Baby, you dirty." She couldn't help but blish her ass off. She teied hiding herself by looking down.
He then lifted her chin with his index finger intensly looking at her.
"Never.. and i mean NEVER will your beauty be a shame upon me. Put that in mind." He said as he headed and took his phone from the table headind to his office. She was left there in her own dirty thoughts.
