Vincent Luciano (P.O.V.)
"Rough night?" My secretary, Selina, teased as I entered my office.
I could tell that everyone at the office today knew that I would not be in the best mood because as I entered the building, everyone averted their eyes and bowed their head to avoid eye contact to the best of their ability.
Selina held a cup of coffee in her hands which I gladly accepted without hesitation. I needed a caffeine fix badly; honestly my head felt like a herd of animal stomped on my head all at once, and the aspirin I took before I left my house was not helping at all.
Kill me now.
"Ugh, more like a wild night," I replied then smirked a little at the thought of the twins busting a move on the pole.
It was the most entertaining show ever. It was a lot better than what I would have had seen at a strip club, I know that sure. Not to mention, the sex was even hotter. Last night I was a bit more open minded and more adventurous than I would have ever been. I tried and did things that I would not have usually tried in the bedroom, by far, it was the best way to say farewell to my bachelor life.
"Oh, do tell," Selina asked, her sea green eyes shimmering with what I could make out as 'I want the juicy details'.
Selina always loved to hear about the tales of my adventures, and to be honest, it never irked me to share. I was comfortable around her, there was just something about her, the level of comfort I feel with her is unlike anything I have ever felt with anyone else. Maybe she was like the sister I never had, but oddly enough, although I thought she was very attractive; with her legs that run for miles, svelte body, pouty lips, and sultry eyes, it never occurred to me to make a move to get in her pants like I had done to other secretaries in the building.
I chuckled low and deep.
What a dork.
I went around my desk, sat down on my chair before I attempted get myself comfortable as I sipped on the hot cup of coffee Selina got me.
"It was crazy," I said, after I took a sip.
I swallowed the contents in my mouth before I continued on with the story of last night's adventures.
"I finally met my match last night. I met the two girls, they were twins and they worked me so hard last night, I was almost at the brink of passing out."
Selina smirked and sat on the edge of the desk in front of me to prepare herself for the rest of the story.
"Twins, huh?" she asked, arching her eyebrows.
"Wow, Vincent. You did the double whammy?" Selina teased and chuckled lightly.
I rolled my eyes at her.
"You do know it was not actually my first time being with two women at the same time, Selly," I informed her as I sipped on my cup again.
"Remember, I had an orgy like... wait, when was that again?"
Selina\s eyes wandered to the ceiling as she began to ponder on my sexual adventures, putting a finger on her chin as she did so. She was like my sex life database, and it amazed me how accurate she was in remembering the exact date and month it happened. It was a little unnerving at first, but despite all at that, she was a good secretary, and I needed a person with photographic memory.
Just then Selina's sea green eyes lit up.
"Oh, it happened twice in your lifetime…well…I guess three times now after last night," she told me.
"The first one happened around last year, the ninth of march in the year twenty-twenty, and the next one occurred earlier this year, the first of January, New Year's day." Selina recollected while I watched her in utmost amusement.
See what I mean?
I chuckled, putting my cup on the table.
"Oh right! I remember the last one," I said, remembering that one memorable night of bliss.
"It was the company's New Year's party. I was pissed drunk, and Liam managed to drag my a*s out of the hotel's ballroom, all the way to the hotel room. It was the hottest one ever to date,"
I shook my head as I remembered snippets of it.
"Damn Liam – he is one crazy horn dog." She smirked. "Liam showed me the video,"
she said and her smirk turned into a devilish grin.
"I have it saved in my computer just in case I need something to blackmail you with. You are a stingy boss and I rarely have vacation leaves." She finished and laughed out loud maniacally.
Why that little conniving she-devil!
I had no idea that Liam had it all recorded, and how did she know about Liam? As far as I knew, they were not actually close, but knowing my best friend, I could only assume that he had a go with her without me knowing. He was the low key type of player which was - in my books - a dangerous one.
I glared at Selina playfully.
"When did you get a copy of it and since when are you friends with Liam?"
She flipped her curly Auburn hair in response.
"That, my dear, is confidential information. Liam and I are close," she put up her hands and knotted her index finger and middle finger together to emphasize her point. "This close." She said.
I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever, woman."
"I heard about your ultimatum."
I looked at her in surprise and with slight confusion.
"Who told you that?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.
She rolled her eyes.
"You can be so dense, Vincent," she said, flipping her hair again.
"Of course, nothing escapes the prying ears of the bored and idle soul. The only thing that is keeping us alive here from all this boring office junk is gossip, gossip and more gossip..." she paused, smirking a little. "... and yours just happen to be the biggest one to date, aside from banging the executive manager's daughter on her father's desk."
I groaned.
Just great.
Fantastic even.
Now I am a walking tabloid for all these idle f*ckers.
"Oh, God. Do not remind me," I closed my eyes and slumped on my chair.
"Come to think of it, I do not even know what to do or where to start. I cannot just randomly pick a girl out of nowhere and say, "hey, I am rich and sexy. Let us get hitched," I said in a sarcastic tone.
Selina sighed.
"You do not have much faith in me, do you?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.
I frowned.
"What do you mean?" I asked her in confusion.
She stood upright from my desk and walked towards the door, swaying her hips as she went along.
"You will see in three hours." She said before she left my office.
Okay then.
"So, what are we going to do here in the conference room?" I asked Selina as I took a seat in front the projector screen.
I know I am supposed to have a meeting today but that is not until late this afternoon. However, Selina showed up in my office, requesting that I join her in the conference room so here I am for some unknown reason.
"Are we going to have sex in here?" I teased as I saw Selina fiddling with a laptop on the other side of the room.
"Ha ha ha, very funny" she said sarcastically, without even bothering to look up from the laptop.
"And get your mind out of the gutter, douche." She added.
"Hey, you cannot call your boss a douche!" I exclaimed which only made Selina snort in response.
"Want me to upload the video on YouTube?" she threatened, still not looking up as she stayed busy on the computer.
Damn, that shut me up. I should probably get rid of that video. One must never have that much power over me. I never knew Selina was capable of being evil; she had been working with me for the last four years, fresh out of college with a degree in journalism, but the business was cutthroat.
She could not hack it, so she took the job opening as my executive assistant here at Luciano Incorporated, instead. Sure, she can be annoying, irritating and sassy, but conniving? This was a new side that I never knew she even had the potential to possess, and I did not like it at all.
Just then Selina looked up and smirked.
"I thought so," she said and nudged her head on the screen.
"Let us start the presentation, shall we?"
Turning my head back to the projector screen, I blew a big breath and waited for whatever it is she was going to do.
"What am I doing here exactly?" I asked inquisitively.
"I prepared some picture slides and information on some eligible ladies here in Los Angeles." Selina explained.
"I will skim through the pictures, and as I go along, I will feed you in on their character background."
"So..." I paused, looking back at her again, lost as ever.
"Are you helping me find a wife?" I asked her.
"Ding ding ding!
Ten points for block head!"
I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever," I said and went back eyeing the screen.
"You may start your presentation now, oh fearless one."
Selina made some last remaining adjustments before an image appeared on the screen. The first girl I saw in the picture looked rather familiar. She had fiery red hair, green eyes and freckles splattered sporadically on her nose. I had to say, she looked gorgeous, but something tells me that she has more than what her looks lead on.
"That is Kayla Brooke. Daughter of Mikayla and Grayson Brooke, owner of Brooke and Co. She is twenty-six years old and--"
"I know her," I interjected, recognizing the girl with looks of much distaste.
"My father introduced me to her a few months ago. She is a stalker so no."
And that she was - it creeped the hell out of me.
We met at my dad's friend's party, and we talked, making subtle attempts that I wanted to get in her pants because she was hot, and I got to tap that a*s…nothing new. When I did though, she took that as a sign of affection, got clingy and became stalkerish, to the point where a restraining order had to be served to her. She even broke into my room and stole my boxers!
"Okay..." Selina said and switched to the next picture.
The next one had dark blonde hair with curls at the ends. Her eyes were a cerulean blue, nose straight but upturned on the tip and her lips were plump and pink.
And I know her.
"Her name is--"
Again, I stopped Selina mid-sentence and interjected.
"Her name is Zanifa Hernandez, former Miss America, and yes, I know you are going to ask that question, so I will answer it for you. Yeah, I already slept with the hag. Her left boob is a bit saggy while the other is normal. Her nipples are the size of a tarantula."
I heard Selina sigh.
"You sure do go around, Vincent."
If only she knew how many, but I do not think I will ever plan on revealing the numbers and statistics. It would be too much for her to handle.
With a sigh, I sunk into my chair deeper.
"How many slides do you have left there?"
"I have 30 more," Selina replied nonchalantly.
"Then we are going to be here for a while," I muttered with grimace.
"I just hope the others you have there are not once my flavor of the day.
I cannot believe this. We had spent four hours in the conference room, tearing through the pictures. Most of them had personality issues, some I already slept with; one, which to my utter horror, found out she was once a male and some were just plain bitchy, clingy and stalkerish. In other words, I knew them all. They were all not wife-material and this sucked balls.
"God, Vincent," Selina moaned while I sunk deeper into my chair, very frustrated.
"Do you not have any shame?" Selina asked in pure frustration.
"Shut up, Selina," I muttered.
"If you must know because you obviously have not noticed, I am a guy and I have needs to be taken care of on a regular basis."
"Well, your sh*t out of luck because you only have one slide left and I am pretty sure you do not even want to look at it." I groaned.
Great, what will I do now?
If this does not work out, then I had to do this wife searching in manual mode. Meaning, I had to go out there and snag Ms. Right with my bare hands.
"Just show it to me you ninny, and let me judge it for myself," I said, glaring at the blank screen.
"Let me just warn you she is not particularly the type of girl you would go for, so..." she dragged on as the screen displayed a brunette wearing geeky glasses.
"This is Riley Lynn. Daughter of Samantha and Joshua Lynn. You may not know of these people because they are middle class, but they are respectable members of society. No scandals, can keep a low profile and best of all, would be more than willing to marry into a rich family. Riley was a biology major at Harvard University until she dropped out to work full time to support her family. She is pretty much independent; she works at a restaurant..." Selina drove on and on while I was scrutinizing the girl in the picture, tuning her out.
She looked quite familiar. Not to mention, the name, it seems as though I have heard it before. I continued to stare at the picture in front of me. Although the girl had geeky glasses on, that smirk on her face told a different story. She was not ugly, as Selina not so subtly hinted, but when you see those high cheekbones, striking blue eyes that were obstructed from that darn pair of glasses, she had a lot to offer, and from the looks of it, she is a woman not to be messed with; I could tell from her demeanor that she was spunky and a spitfire.
I like her.
"Send me all of Riley's data down to the nitty gritty, Selina," I told her, breaking her off through her droning.
"In case this woman puts up a fight, I need something that can be in my advantage." I stated and smirked.
"You mean blackmail?" she asked, though I caught a hint of amusement in it.
I shrugged.
"Whatever you want to call it."
Smirking at Riley's picture, I thought she was the perfect wife for me, not like all the girls that I had been with. I have a feeling she will be a handful, but as a man who loves a challenge, this had me grinning evilly on the inside as I imagined all sorts of things I could do to this woman.
Watch out, Riley. The big bad player is coming out to get you.