sex-me boss.

Finally arriving in front of his friend’s house, where their little buddy party was to take place, Damon got out of the car and asked his driver to leave, as he didn’t know what time this evening would end and he didn’t want to keep him for anything. He walked up to the large gate and found that he’d left it open. He entered the large courtyard and found that he was in fact the last to arrive, as all their vehicles were already parked. He went to ring the doorbell, aware that he’d be in for a rude awakening if he was late. It was Tyler who opened the door for him, which was even better because Tyler was giving him murderous looks but didn’t dare speak. When he arrived in the living room, everything was already set up, from drinks to what they’d be doing all evening.

-Good evening, guys.

-are you serious, Damon? you come to a party like this dressed in a suit, buddy? we said buddy party, not fucking business dinner, can’t you tell the difference between your personal and professional life? we’re not your partners, we’re your friends.

-I was already late and I really didn’t have time to go home and change, so is this evening going well or not?

-Did you just leave the office at eight o’clock in the evening? Are you the big boss, or are you going to tell us a story about your secretary giving you too much work?

He rolled his eyes and huffed. This behavior was peculiar to girls, but his friends were so exasperating that it drove him to have this kind of reaction.

-You seem really uptight,” Tyler had said, pretending not to look at him.

-I beg your pardon?” asked Damon in disbelief, while the others simply laughed at the situation. He wished he hadn’t been paying attention, but he, the powerful CEO known the world over, had just been told off like that, that he was an uptight man?

-Your actions prove that what I’m saying is true.

-Wait, are we really going to spend the whole evening talking to each other like women or what? And I’m not an uptight man either. Do you really want me to remind you how many models I’ve put in my bed? how many personal assistants I’ve had on my office couch and how many secretaries have grabbed my office walls? what the hell? you don’t know what you’re talking about and the proof is, just yesterday I…

-All right, all right. Tyler, Damon we’re starting the night off and today Damon’s in the spotlight which means you’re going to honor everything we ask of you, absolutely everything.

He wasn’t feeling the story, but that didn’t worry him at all. He’d taken enough time to deal with a really important file, and now all he wanted was to let himself go on this evening, since he only had the opportunity to do so twice a year. CEO of Dixon Aviation, he had several subsidiaries around the world and didn’t have too much time on his hands. He was certainly young, but had a very strong sense of responsibility when it came to his work. Unable to splurge on a suit and tie that would certainly end up hanging him, he went up to James’s room to change, since he was almost the same size. A few minutes later, he joined the others in the living room and found that everything was already ready. He didn’t yet know what they had planned apart from the drinks, and that still puzzled him.

-Don’t tell me we’re just going to drink and talk.

-But no, Damon Dixon, relax, I’ve invited a couple of chicks, but there’ll only be two, so one for me and one for Tyler.

– Don’t tell me I’m going to spend the whole night listening to you grunt and moan while I try to pin my ears back with pillows.

The two men laughed at his discomfited expression, which didn’t please him at all. He was speaking very seriously, yet they took it as a joke. As he went to pour himself a drink, he heard the doorbell ring, and when he turned to the owner of the house, who was James, the latter beckoned him to open the door, which made him growl, as he knew it was their groupies who had arrived.

When he opened the door, he didn’t even bother to look at who was at the door and started to leave when one of them opened her mouth.

-But who do I see there? Damon Dixon, CEO of Dixon Aviation.

He paid her no heed and left, followed by the two girls, who couldn’t stop talking, a habit he hated in women. Given their build and the way they talked, he didn’t have to look far to know they were models.

-Hi, baby,” James said to the one who noticed him first. Tiffany, Viviana, this is Tyler and…

-Damon Dixon,” cut in the one who was supposed to be Viviana. Who doesn’t know the sexiest CEO in the galaxy? the most coveted by women and the most envied by men. The billionaire who’s had every secretary in Europe and beyond on his office couch, the man who’s slept with every model in the galaxy except me, and I hope I get my chance tonight.

Damon nodded and took a sip from his glass of bourbon, he didn’t know that people knew so much about his life, only the press were so down on him and never would he have imagined that people were really interested in what these predators were talking about.

-And I thought I was going to spend the evening in company,” complained Tyler.

-I’m really sorry, Vivi, but the god of sex won’t be yours tonight, you’ll be Tyler’s companion as we have other plans for our uptight billionaire. And if you really want to experience the power of his manhood, you can simply apply to his company as there’s an empty spot.

-She’d at least have to have a head for numbers,” Damon taunted her, glaring at James.

As the five of them made their little evening of it, Damon kept drinking like a man who wanted to drown his sorrows in alcohol. He’d much rather be alone at home than standing there watching his friends and their groupies doing their mouthwash in front of him.

-My role was to take photos of you, perhaps?

-Sorry, my dear friend, it’s just that this girl is really hot. It’s already twenty-two o’clock and we think it’s time for you to place your bet.

-A bet?” he asked his two friends, frowning. What the hell.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

-you’re Damon Dixon, the man with the answer to everything, the man who controls everything. Tonight we’ve decided to challenge you. We know that you like refined women and that you choose them well during the day to see what they look like, so tonight you should get laid with a random girl.

-joke of the century.

-No, that’s not the joke, you know it’s your turn because we’ve already proved ourselves, now it’s your turn, my dear friend, wherever you can find her, you’re Damon and nothing escapes you, right?

He thought it was utter nonsense, but the gleam of mischief in his friend’s eyes meant he was going to lose this game if he didn’t, and he wasn’t about to lose at all.

-But come on, Damon, you don’t have to look far, I’m here,” announced Vivi, who already had her hand down Tyler’s pants.

-And how will you know if I’ve played or not?

-We’ve got our tactics, big guy. Let’s go for your bet and good luck. I know you’ve got a heart of stone, but if you ever fall for the stranger, you lose the bet and we’ll be watching you for a month for it.

He even laughed at himself for his last sentence, because Damon falling in love was the last thing he could do with his life.