His Immense Desires

CHAPTER 16: STARTING OVER

STARTING OVER

****RASHIDS'POV****

It's a Monday morning, typical Monday. I remembered how it is on a Monday morning in Qatar.

Everywhere would be so noisy, but due to the fact it's an estate and also very close to a college, no noise could be heard.

This is one thing I love over Qatar, maybe more are yet to come, I remembered the reason I came here and hurriedly but grumpily stood up from bed.

It's gonna be a long day tho, I could feel it in my bone marrows, I looked up and checked the time, shit it's late.

That was like half past ten, I overslept,maybe it's because of the flight, but my subconscious mind said," or maybe, it's because of the pretty young lady you were thinking about, check the proof".

"what proof?", I said to myself, look down, my subconscious mind said.

. Ohh shit, I was damn aroused, I could see my precum staining my boxer, it had form a tent down there, this isn't just the normal wet dreams every grown up wakes up to see.

Damn this is called being horny, I am so fucked up right now, and there's no time to feel and cum, or roll and slide.

This is time for work, there's only one we way out, and that is bathing with cold water, that's just one way out, I could take care of this later at night.

I was done bathing, I quickly dried my body with my towel. I opened my drawers and brought out my well tailored two piece immaculate white suit.

This was the suit sewed by my tailor in Qatar, he's one of the best. I wore it on and called on my driver.

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I walked into the company, with the way it is, I knew one thing, that it has been lacking proper maintenance.

Lots of work to do, I looked back to notice that all eyes were on me, it's not like they know am the owner, maybe it was my outfit that made them all drooling.

I was still thinking in my head when I heard a voice, my personal assistant.

"Sir you would be having a meeting with all the directors, also, the organization of companies in Jamaica will be coming here to survey the company, by 2pm sir", she listed out.

"Organization of companies in Jamaica???, For what?, How does our company concerns them, this is a fashion and clothing company.

am asking because literally they have no business with us, so why?", I

maybe it's just their code of conduct, because according to the management staff, they come here every five

Their reason is to make sure all the protocols and laws to

meeting will commence by 11am

"Okay let's head

entered the elevator which would be taking us to the

notice that no one was seated, like everyone was

ran my hands through my hair, to show how frustrated I am at the moment, I called for a meeting and they dare

It was around half past twelve, I woke

to play it cool, they are

11am, it's half

management?", I asked, with all anger,

before I saw a lanky dark haired man come

it was a statement literally

sir",

issues between us, I want to see all the activities

interest, capital, losses, all information pertaining this business I want all of them right on my desk in my

really know how you're gonna do it, but you must. Remember everything",

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When I thought all is going well here in Jamaica, I didn't know some scumbags were playing me for a

you emailed the Head office of Novato fashion

remember what you told us, Mr Reynolds,

really

me, if you can't remember, then

that the company needs a huge amount of money", I paused, "can you remember the amount

"No

when he said so, he has been caught yet he still lies, I don't want to hurt him in a way that he's

$120,000,000, which we signed and told the bank to pay to this company, so as to

and everything concerning this company rests on me,

conclude like that, how can I take $120,000,000

Don't you think I would have travelled outta the country with such huge

it has to be him, because the email was directly from this company, I am not

felt hurt by what I said, and his body language tells me he has nothing to do with the

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